The sky gradually sank, and the trees, which had begun to lose their leaves, finally took off all their burdens and lay down on the side of the road tiredly, letting the evening wind sway back and forth.

This masked man is too heavy!

Hua Qing helped the masked man into the broken temple, and as soon as he entered the temple, the masked man fell into the wall and sat down heavily against the wall.

"Hey, be careful!"

As soon as Hua Qing's words fell, the masked man's eyebrows suddenly twisted.

Hua Qing hurriedly stepped forward, and couldn't help but sigh when she saw the blood stains from his palm that was rubbing the ground.

"Look at you, you can't sit slowly! The palms of my hands are broken! ”

The masked man turned around and whispered:

"Get out!"

Hua Qing was shocked!

"Hey, although you helped me block two arrows in the water, I finally swam to the bottom of the water to help you untie the aquatic weeds that tied your legs, and I also scooped you up and helped you here, and you told me to get out?"

She furrowed her eyebrows, and her whole appearance looked fierce.

The masked man stopped talking, and Hua Qing was angry at his unreasonableness. He snorted coldly and sat down beside him.

It's not a cold weather at the moment, but after all, it's autumn, and she's been soaking in cold water for so long, as soon as the night breeze blows, she can't help but shiver a few times in a row.

"Haqiu!"

The masked man shifted his body, avoiding her with a slight disgust. Hua Qing glanced at him, and couldn't help but doubt in her heart:

"What's wrong with this world, how did you save a white-eyed wolf who is even more unreasonable than Mo Huaijin?"

Hey, why don't you go pick up some firewood and come back? Otherwise, I will freeze to death.

She got up, and just after a few steps, the masked man asked in a cold voice:

"Where are you going?"

Hua Qing turned around and said:

"Where do I need to report to you?"

"If you dare to run around, I will definitely kill you!"

Hua Qing shrugged her shoulders, looking fearless.

"You'd better take care of yourself first, and then kill me!"

"You ......"

The masked man coughed violently, Hua Qing was just about to step out, and suddenly his whole body froze, as if the leg he raised was not himself, and he didn't feel the slightest sense.

"Hey, Faceless Man, what did you do to me?"

The masked man did not speak, and sat against the wall with his eyes closed.

Hua Qing wanted to move her legs, but her legs didn't obey, she wanted to bend down to lift her legs, but found that her waist couldn't bend or move, except for a pair of eyes that could move back and forth and could speak.

She was about to cry, feeling like a dead tree planted in the ground, unable to move.

"Did you white-eyed wolf seal my acupoint? Untie it for me! ”

"You haven't answered my question yet, where do you want to go?"

The masked man asked lightly.

"Me? I'm going to go to Prime Minister Hua and Prince Yi to complain now, and let them send troops to destroy you!" ”

"If you dare to go, I'll send you to Hades now!"

Hua Qing also ignored him, she felt that the man in front of her was really stupid, if she really wanted to hurt him, how could she escape with him. But he seemed to take his words seriously, sealed her acupoints, and looked fierce, and she didn't want to talk nonsense with him.

The two phases were deadlocked, the masked man couldn't collapse first, he waved his hand, and the grass roots rolled up with the wind flew into the acupoints on Hua Qing's body, as if the frozen snow melted all of a sudden, the blood in her whole body flowed back and forth, and her body could move again.

She was afraid that the masked man would seal her acupoint again, so she hurriedly ran out to pick up firewood, and also dug up a few sweet potatoes by the way and brought them back.

The masked man looked at it, squinted his eyes and said:

"It turns out that your King Yi is a sweet potato, and Prime Minister Hua is firewood?"

Hua Qing gave him a blank look. She doesn't like Mo Huaijin, but she can't stand others saying that Mo Huaijin is a sweet potato, after all, Mo Huaijin is not delicious, sweet potatoes are delicious! Prime Minister Hua is such a good person, how can he be said to be firewood!

"You're pretty self-aware, I know now why you're covering your face. Because your mouth that can't speak is too smelly, if you don't cover it, it's easy to smoke others with bad breath! ”

The masked man rolled his eyes and turned his back in anger! After turning his back, he felt that something was wrong, so he turned to Hua Qing and said:

"Come here!"

Hua Qing had just put the sweet potato next to the firewood to roast, and when she heard the masked man call her angrily, she replied lightly:

"What? Want to kill me? ”

The masked man didn't bother to explain to her, and used his internal force to slash at her with one palm, as if a magnet sucked her piece of hard iron into his palm, and as soon as he returned his palm, Hua Qing fell fiercely into his arms.

She looked at him inexplicably, his eyebrows reminding her of the man who flew her off the ground that night in King Yi's mansion. Phew! He's not the man he was that night! The person in front of him must be wearing a face because he looks ugly!

The masked man untied the face towel at this time and sighed at her face, and Hua Qing coughed violently directly.

"You're sick! Why are you yelling at me? ”

"Didn't you say I had a bad mouth?"

......

Hua Qing was speechless for an instant, feeling that the man sitting in front of her was even more naïve than her.

She sat silently beside the fire and flipped the sweet potatoes. The man next to him spoke again.

"My name is Xiao Heng."

"Oh!"

She didn't seem to react, Xiao Heng frowned, and then ordered:

"Come here!"

"Don't go!"

As soon as Hua Qing's words fell, she heard a "dang" sound as soon as she turned around, and then saw Xiao Heng, who was frowning, throwing the arrow.

"Suck out the poisonous blood in my back, I can't reach it."

His countenance was bleak and frighteningly white. It's obviously a bloodless face, but it's so beautiful that it's like an angel growing up in hell, oh no, a devil growing up in the heavenly realm.

"Why should I help you?"

"If you don't help me, I'll kill you!"

"Then you're going to kill me! Kill me, and no one will give you poisonous blood. ”

She lowered her head and flipped over the roasted sweet potatoes again. Inadvertently looked up, but saw that Xiao Heng's forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat. He seemed to be enduring something, which made the pure-hearted Hua Qing can't help but sit still.

Forget it, who let himself save the same model as Mo Huaijin is not a fuel-efficient lamp.

She dropped the stick, walked around behind Xiao Heng, and said in a low voice:

"You undress yourself."

Xiao Heng quietly unbuttoned his shirt, shook his shoulders, the black shirt slid down to his waist, his bare upper body, and his bronzed skin was full of hideous scars, like centipedes, lying on his back. The shape of the scar is very irregular, which is probably caused by different weapons.

Hua Qing clearly remembered Mo Huaijin's back, and there were also some sword wounds, but it was not as terrifying as Xiao Heng in front of him.

She lowered her mouth to suck on his back wound from the poisoned arrow, and the smell of blood made her sick.

The poisonous blood spat on the ground was all black, and she didn't stop until the blood she spat out was bright red.

She took Xiao Heng's masked towel to the temple to wash it, and when she came back, Xiao Heng had already picked up the roasted sweet potatoes on the hay, she looked at Xiao Heng shirtless, and couldn't help blushing.

She sat opposite Xiao Heng, dried his mask and tried to help Xiao Heng bandage his wounds, but found that the mask was not long enough. She had no choice but to tear the sleeve of her own clothes, and then reluctantly helped him bandage the wound, but the bandaged strip of the wound was not beautiful enough!

After tossing for most of the night, in the end she couldn't bear the sleepiness, so she leaned against the wall and fell asleep.

Outside the door, a few dogs barked intermittently, the night after autumn was very quiet, a clear moon hung in the sky, and there was a smaller star by his side. Xiao Heng looked at the sleeping Hua Qing, listening to the sparks that were beeping for a long time, and felt inexplicably at ease.

May this night be peaceful, but how can this night be peaceful?