Under the cliffs.

Compared to the desolation and depression on the top of the mountain or on the whole mountain, there is a scenery under this cliff.

It has been many days since the beginning of autumn, and although there are some plants that are still full of vitality like the osmanthus tree, the tone of the whole land has long since turned from green to yellow, and no one cares about the withered picture on this barren mountain, because autumn is supposed to be like this.

But under this cliff, the appearance is completely changed.

On the ground is a meadow that is not oily green, but there are many delicate flowers with lilac like trumpet flowers, and they are born at the bottom of this valley towards the invisible sun, stubbornly raising their heads, which has a special charm.

Not far away is a tiny stream that flows slowly, and the reason why it is used instead of a river is because it is so small that an adult can walk across it with his feet.

However, the water inside is very clear, and if you look closely, you can see the small fish swimming happily.

On the other side of the river are fruit trees, which still hang with lush foliage and some ripe fruit in autumn, which is particularly attractive.

It's a paradise under a barren mountain.

But-it's such a beautiful scenery, Zhang Twelve is not in the mood to see more at the moment.

Zhang Twelve, who broke through the bottleneck in mid-air, flew to the bottom of this cliff, or the strange place at the bottom of the valley, without much effort, and then had to stop, because Lu Fujing had already passed out.

He knew that she shouldn't be allowed to sleep at this time - he was afraid that she would never get up again if she slept like this, but how much did he care about on the way down, and when he landed, he found that Lu Fujing had already fallen asleep, and his fingers trembled to try her snort, and when he felt the faint breathing, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He didn't know the exact extent of her injuries, and he didn't dare to move her any more easily, so he landed on the grass next to the stream and stopped.

shouted a few times, but Lu Fujing didn't react, her body had become much colder, and her face was not quite right-Zhang Twelve always felt that her face had a faint purple.

The arrow was still inserted in Lu Fujing's chest, Zhang Twelve gritted his teeth, it seemed that he couldn't care about too many men and women not kissing - anyway, the stomach was touched, and it wasn't bad - forget it, come on!

With trembling hands, she untied Lu Fujing's chest, and took it off layer by layer like peeling an onion, and then saw the fiery red silk belly pocket on Lu Fujing's chest, which was very thin and slippery—it turned out that she was just sullen on the surface......

I don't know what kind of mood I have, Zhang Twelve took off the fiery red belly pocket, and then saw the shocking scene in front of him.

This......

Lu Fujing's chest was wrapped around and around the bandage-like strip of cloth, which tightly surrounded her chest.

When I saw this twelve, I suddenly realized, why I usually see Lu Fujing as flat as the airport, but when I really met it, I felt it again, it turned out that it was all the pot of this chest strap!

I just don't know, why did Lu Fujing use a chest strap?

Zhang Twelve has never heard of this kind of feudal bad habits in this era, which not only affects development, is harmful to health, but more importantly, it is not beautiful!

When Lu Fujing wakes up, I must have an in-depth discussion with her on this issue......

Why does Zhang Twelve still have this kind of leisure at this time?

Mainly because at this time, when he saw the arrow coming from such a distance, his strength had been reduced too much, and because of the blocking of the layers of chest straps on Lu Fujing's chest, according to Zhang Twelve's vision, this arrow was estimated to have caused some damage to Lu Fujing, which would definitely not be fatal, so he put his mind at ease.

It's just a little strange that why is Lu Fujing's body so cold and unconscious?

Zhang Twelve didn't want to do this anymore, and began to untie these chest straps, and after a while, the circle of chest straps was untied, and the arrow also fell, it turned out that the arrow did not penetrate Lu Fujing's body at all, as he guessed, it was just a skin injury......

The moment the chest strap fell, the two softness on Lu Fujing's chest, which had been restrained for too long, finally jumped out as if they had seen the light of day again.

It's so big......

Good white ......

Zhang Twelve was sure that he didn't have a nosebleed, but he was even more sure that his current appearance must be very obscene and lustful......

Zhang Twelve, you have to get down to business!

After reminding himself again, Zhang Twelve looked towards the deep groove between the two soft, it doesn't matter if he doesn't look at it, he was startled when he saw it!

The wound was indeed not big, although it was more serious than a scratch on the skin, but it was by no means to the point of hurting the muscles and bones, but the eyes of this wound were ......

It's all purple!

And that purple color also has a tendency to spread to the surroundings, Zhang Twelve looked at Lu Fujing's face again, and finally determined that the faint purple on her face was not wrong, but it was like that!

The wound was still oozing blood, but it wasn't bright red, it was black!

Zhang Twelve, who had never eaten pork but had always seen pigs run, guessed that he was afraid that he was poisoned, and the four eagles of Yushan were simply too ruthless, and the arrows were poisonous, how much he wanted him to die!

This hatred, the master has written it down, as long as I am allowed to go out, the master promises to destroy all of your four eagles in Yushan!

But fortunately, it was Lu Fujing who was hit by the arrow and not him, if he was hit by the arrow, then the result would be that neither of them would survive, right?

Although Zhang Twelve didn't know how to detoxify, Tang San had given him six pills of the Yang Pill, and said that this Yang Pill could not be solved except for a few poisons.

Zhang Twelve thought to himself that he wouldn't be so unlucky, right?

He wanted to find something to hold some water and feed Lu Fujing medicine, but there was nothing to hold water except grass and trees around?

In the end, he could only go to the creek and pour a large mouthful of water, stuff the medicine into Lu Fujing's mouth, and then kiss Lu Fujing's already purple mouth.

When the kiss went up, Zhang Twelve was still thinking in his heart: Don't blame me, I'm saving your life! And this is my first kiss, and it's a big loss!

Although he thought so in his heart, but the water in his mouth was fed, Zhang Twelve did not have the slightest consciousness of wanting to withdraw his mouth, and only felt that Lu Fujing's lips were soft, wet, and cool, as if there was a magnetic force sucking his lips.

I can't explain it anymore - well, he's just!

Zhang Tshi, who pulled out his mouth, was surprised to find that just after taking the medicine, the lilac on Lu Fujing's lips had receded, and when he pressed his fingers on her lips, Zhang Twelve felt a familiar warmth.

The cold feeling before is gone!

This is also Yang Dan, it is really amazing!