Xu was caused by the cold wind blowing at night, and because of the fear in his heart, Su Yitong's illness lasted for three days. During this period, the doctor changed three or four, but the prescription prescribed had little effect.

For this reason, Feng Feiyi can be regarded as in a hurry, and he almost wanted to kill people to vent his anger, but fortunately he was stopped by Yun Jue.

In a drowsy consciousness, Su Yitong felt as if she had a pair of cold hands working tirelessly, repeatedly sticking to her forehead day and night, extinguishing the raging fire in her heart little by little.

"Master, you haven't slept for a few days, why don't you go and rest for a while."

In the haze, Su Yitong heard Yun Jie's slightly worried voice faintly coming in from outside, although the voice was not loud, but it was just enough for her to hear. Frowning uneasily, she slowly opened her eyes and looked sideways at the curtain of the car swaying in the wind, trying to confirm where she was, but when she moved her hand, she found that she was sore.

She opened her mouth as if it had been burned by fire, her throat was dry and aching, and when she came out, there was a long stream of words that she couldn't hear clearly.

"Wake up."

Although her movements were light, she was caught by Wind Wing. He hurriedly left Yun Jue and got into the car, his face faintly worried and pale like ordinary people. "But it's still uncomfortable?" He gently covered the futon for her, reached out to probe the temperature between her foreheads, and after a while, he coughed lightly and spit out a mouthful of turbidity, and said slowly: "Finally no longer burning." ”

His words had no beginning or end, Su Yitong couldn't help frowning when he heard this, and just wanted to ask what happened, but his mouth was open for a long time and he didn't say a word.

"You're sick." Seeing her like this, Feng Feiyi seemed to know what she was thinking, and couldn't help but cover her lips and cough lightly: "The doctor said that she was infected with the wind cold and needed to recuperate." ”

After that, he was busy ordering people to decoct the medicine, and a gust of wind blew, and his thin body was like a crumbling leaf in the air, sad as autumn, cold and cold.

At this time, Yun Jue led a doctor to check her pulse, and saw that her eyes were staring straight out, without blinking, so he said, "The emperor......"

As soon as the word "emperor" came out, he realized that something was wrong, and quickly changed his words, explaining in a low voice: "Childe, you can be regarded as awake, if you don't wake up again, I'm afraid that my master will go crazy." ”

Then, he chattered again: "Don't you know, in the past two days, my master has not even slept peacefully in order to take care of you, so I am afraid that something will happen to you." He pointed at the doctor, "Now, this is the fifth doctor to change in the past two days." And he said, If thou wilt not wake up, slew them. ”

Su Yitong listened quietly, occasionally glancing at the trembling hand on his wrist, and the corners of his eyes twitched.

Yun Jue was waiting a little bored, and couldn't help but look at her with some gossip and said with a smile: "Childe, why don't you speak?" Could it be that you really burned out your brain and don't remember anything? ”

Speechlessly rolled his eyes at him, Su Yitong opened his mouth and let out a series of vague words, "......"

"What did Childe say?" Yun Jue curiously leaned towards Su Yitong, and the fire of gossip in his heart spread rapidly with the momentum of a prairie fire.

However, before he could ask the reason, he felt the placket of his back suddenly tighten, and his body suddenly took off and was ruthlessly thrown to the ground.

only heard the sound of "bang", and Yun Jue fell to the ground.

With a cry of pain, he struggled to get up from the ground, patted the dust on his body and was about to scold, but when he saw clearly who the person who threw him was, he couldn't help but cry and choked silently.

On the wheel, Feng Feiyi stood with his hands in his hands, his long body was as tall as a pine, and a gust of wind blew, and his body shook almost undetectably. He looked at Yun Du condescendingly, and said coldly: "If there is nothing to do, go to the back mountain to hunt, and the diet of everyone here will be arranged by you." Pursing his lips, he felt inappropriate and said, "Also, don't talk nonsense in front of her in the future." ”

Yun Jue knew who the "she" in his master's mouth was referring to. Hearing this, he couldn't help but be stunned, and even forgot to shout in pain, so he just said in a daze: "Master, if your subordinates leave, what should you do?" ”

In the past few days, killers have emerged one after another, coming to assassinate day and night. And the goal was clear and clear, and he rushed to the carriage where Su Yitong was with his knife. Rao is that they have been prepared along the way, but they only feel that they have more than enough heart and not enough strength. Now, more than 100 of the 500 guards have been lost, and his master is infected with the wind and cold, and he is afraid that he will not be able to protect himself, and he is really afraid that if he leaves, there will be assassins who will take the opportunity to attack.

Thinking of this, he hurriedly said: "Master, if you don't go to another person, your subordinates will ......" After a pause, he said with a little weakness: "Your subordinates stay here to protect you." ”

"One less is not too much, and one more is not too much." Glancing at him coldly, Feng Feiyi turned around and entered the car.

"Master, you ......" is really ruthless. The rest of the words choked in his throat, and Yun Du thought about it with grief, saying that once he was bitten by a snake, he was afraid of the well rope for ten years. How many times have you been bitten here, why don't you have a long memory!

The doctor took Su Yitong's pulse, and after the diagnosis, he re-prescribed the prescription and handed it to Feng Feiyi. Tremblingly, he said: "My lord, this place is barren, and the herbs on the recipe are extremely difficult to find, why don't you send someone to go back to the pharmacy with the old man to get the medicine?" It can also save a lot of time. ”

Feng Feiyi's gaze quickly swept over the prescription, and after a moment of silence, Fang said, "It's okay." ”

instructed two people who were quick to do things to go back to the pharmacy with the doctor to get the medicine, and Feng Feiyi went back to the car to take care of Su Yitong.

The wind in the mountains is very cool, as if it is depressed after the rain, startling the birds flying all over the mountain.

Su Yitong's throat was so sore that he couldn't speak, so he had to keep his mouth shut obediently, from the initial discomfort to the later slowly getting used to it. Quietly looking at Feng Feiyi, who covered her lips and coughed lightly from time to time, she carefully wiped the sweat on her face. Somehow, there was an indescribable bitterness in my heart.

There were several times when she wanted to say a few words jokingly, so that Feng Feiyi's tense expression could relax a little. But every time this thought just came up, it accidentally pulled her throat, and the pain made her eyes blurry with tears, and she inhaled silently.

This was repeated a few times, and she gave up.

Feng Feiyi's body has not been well since the rain and cold that day, and he has been sleepless day and night in order to take care of Su Yitong these days. At this time, seeing that she woke up, the heart she was carrying slowly let go, and she couldn't help but sit in front of the couch and take a nap.

Looking at his appearance, Su Yitong only felt funny. But the corners of his mouth grinned for a long time but he couldn't laugh, so he had to give up.

The wind swept the curtain of the car, and a chill hit, Su Yitong shivered with cold, and just wanted to move her fingers to see if her physical strength had recovered, when she saw a sword qi with a cold light stabbing at her.

Her pupils suddenly constricted, she hurriedly said that it was not good, and she didn't know where she got the strength, so she rolled in and fell off the couch.

"Bang"

Her head hit the wall of the car, and the pain forced her to regain some strength. She didn't think about it for a moment, and reached out to push the wind wings to the side. The sword glowing with a cold light had already pierced in front of her. The shouts of killing outside also sounded at this time, and the sound of swords striking each other and swords entering flesh came from time to time, and you could tell how thrilling the scene outside was just by hearing it.

But this will, Su Yitong can't take care of anything. As if sensing the danger of death, she stood up suddenly, leaned to the side, dodged the blade that stabbed at her, pulled up the futon and wrapped the long sword, spun it a few times, endured the pain of the throat tearing, and shouted in a sharp voice: "Wind Flying Wings......"

Her voice was hoarse and harsh, like the long hiss of an old woman, and every time she made a sound, it was so hard to hear that people subconsciously wanted to retreat.

The assassin obviously didn't expect Su Yitong to become like this, he just thought that he had recognized the wrong person, and suddenly the long sword in his hand shook, only to hear a "hiss", and the futon was instantly shattered by the sword qi, turning into thousands of cotton wool and falling one after another.

The pupils suddenly contracted, Su Yitong exclaimed, and the corner of his eye saw that Feng Feiyi had not woken up yet, and his heart was anxious, and he didn't care about his own safety, for fear that the assassin would notice him, so he hurriedly rolled into the dead corner on the other side.

"Hmph, you can't run away today." The assassin sneered, and the long sword swung in the air, drawing a beautiful arc, and stabbed towards Su Yitong again.

Fortunately, there was a lot of space in the carriage, and between dodging, Su Yitong relied on his keen intuition to quickly dodge the sword, and took his last breath to deal with the assassin.

"Wind Wings ......"

The assassin stabbed her several times and missed, and she was immediately annoyed, and with a wave of the long sword, a sword qi swept across Su Yitong's head, with the momentum of lightning, and approached Su Yitong's face.

"Be careful."

Say it's too late, then it's too fast. Feng Feiyi seemed to sense the danger, his eyes opened suddenly, and he saw that Su Yitong's head was about to be pierced by the long sword, he couldn't help but be shocked, and slapped the long sword away with one palm, his body jumped up violently, and kicked the assassin out with one kick.

"You ......" blocked his chest in one breath and couldn't lift it, Su Yitong's face suddenly turned red, and the whole person seemed to collapse, and fell to the ground softly.

Feng Feiyi's eyebrows sank, and he hurriedly reached out to take her into his arms, and said hurriedly: "Su Yitong, are you okay, don't scare me." ”

The expression seemed to have seen something fearful, and a handsome face turned from white to blue, and then from green to white, which was extremely ugly.

It's a pity that Su Yitong will be weak, and it will be difficult to even say a word. So he had to smirk at him with the corners of his mouth, signaling that he was fine.

"You ......"

Feng Feiyi looked at the pale and weak smile on the corner of her mouth in astonishment, thinking that she was seriously injured, and she was in a hurry, and said incoherently: "Don't sleep first, I'll go find a doctor for you, don't ......sleep first."

Which eye did you see that Lao Tzu was going to die?!

Somehow, at this moment, seeing such wind flying wings, Su Yitong couldn't get angry. It's like the heart that has been empty for many years is quietly filled at this moment, making her feel at ease for no reason.