"Whew~!! Yes!!! ”

Yang Yi got out of the water and breathed in the fresh air in a big gulp, but even though he was exhausted, the hands that were holding the Prosperous Saintess in his hands still did not let go, and the Prosperous Saintess seemed to have fallen into a coma at this time.

Yang Yi didn't dare to stop, gently holding the Blossoming Saintess, finding a direction in the dark and swimming desperately.

The Valley of Flowers is basically a limestone area, where the wide Pyongcheon River has a 90-degree corner, and the Valley of Flowers is located in the mountains at this big corner. In this landform, it is easy to form underground channels that run underground.

What Yang Yi didn't expect was that there was such a wide underground river under the altar, and the water flow was quite turbulent. I don't know if it's good luck or bad luck, Yang Yi and the others fell into the bottomless abyss from the altar, and just landed in the icy underground river, and they were not hit by the gravel that fell like rain from above.

Yang Yi has been holding the hand of the prosperous saintess, this river seems to be not small, even if Yang Yi has good water properties, he struggled for a long time before he touched a shallow beach in the dark waterway and climbed ashore.

The temperature in the river was very low, and it was pitch black all around, and the silence was terrible, except for the sound of the water flowing in the dark river.

"Whew... Whew..."Yang Yi, who was almost collapsed, lay on his stomach on the soft sand, gasping for breath and asked, "Hey... And who... Whew... Are you alright? ”

Yang Yi's voice echoed in the cave, but after waiting for half a sound, he didn't hear the response of the prosperous saintess beside him.

"Hello?"

Still didn't respond, Yang Yi's heart froze, and he hurriedly mustered all his strength to get up, took out a small package of oiled paper in his arms, smeared and took out the fire fold that was not soaked in water, and blew it like a toad for a long time.

"Whoa...."The fire finally blew, and a small flame suddenly lit up in the darkness.

Yang Yi carefully passed the fire fold, and turned to look at the flowering saintess lying on the side.

I saw the soaking flower saint lying on her side on the sand, her beautiful eyes tightly closed, and a faint trace of pain between her eyebrows.

Yang Yi hesitated for a moment, stretched out his hand and gently removed the veil on the face of the prosperous saintess, and an elegant and beautiful face came into view, the face was like a white jade face like Chaohua, the eyebrows were picturesque, the eyes were bright and the teeth were bright, and the facial features were neat.

When Yang Yi's veiled fingers inadvertently touched the delicate face of the prosperous saintess, he was not shocked, of course, not because he was lustful, but because he felt that the saint's skin was extremely cold.

Yang Yi hurriedly grabbed the saint's hand, and sure enough, it was like ice, cold and terrifying.

"Suffered!"

The Blossoming Flower Saintess was already injured, and she tossed on the altar for another night in order to break the formation, and at this time she soaked in the cold dark river water for half a day, even if she had good internal strength, she couldn't bear it.

Yang Yi didn't have time to think about it, so he took a look around with the fire fold, and found that there were many dead branches and leaves left over from the rising water on the bank of the dark river, so he quickly got up and picked out some dry branches, and lit the fire next to the Flower Saintess.

But the Lady of Flowers was lying on the ground, her clothes soaked and soaking wet, and it was difficult to get heat. Yang Yi hesitated for a moment but didn't dare to take off his clothes, so he had to sit next to the saint, gently help her up, and lean on her shoulder, so that she could quickly dry the clothes on her body when she was closer to the fire, and she could also use her body temperature to help keep her warm.

After Yang Yi's clothes were dried by the raging fire, the Flower Saintess was still cold, and Yang Yi took off his clothes again and wrapped them tightly.

"Don't get tetanus!" Yang Yi hugged the flowery saintess who was trembling tightly, hoping that it was just an ordinary typhoid fever and that it was possible to live, if he got tetanus at this time or in this era, even the gods could not save it.

Having a fire with a beautiful woman is something that many men should envy, but only if there is such leisure. At this moment, Yang Yi is naturally not in the mood, a cold shivering, a cold unconscious, and at the same time in an unknown place, life and death are uncertain, even if there is a little desire to live, people should think about what to do at this moment.

I don't know how long she sleeps in the dark underground river, and she only feels that her surroundings are very warm in a trance, and when she slowly opens her eyes, there is a burning fire. Looking at his body again, in addition to his own clothes, he was also covered with many men's clothes.

The browning saint frowned slightly, and sat up with support, and it was dark all around.

I was wondering to myself, and suddenly found a cluster of firelight in the shallow river in front of me, and when I looked closely, it was a person holding a torch with his trouser leg and moving his body carefully in the knee-high shallow water, and at the same time the torch was attached to the water, bending over, and his eyes were staring at the water intently.

The Lady of Flowers walked cautiously over, and heard the man muttering softly, "The fish is good... Hurry up to come here, please eat KFC, please do great health care! ”

The sound was small, but it was audible in the unusually quiet environment.

"Oops! Brothers... Old Iron... Don't move, please save face..."

"Walk you!! Ha ha! Finally the fork arrived, damn it, you can run again! ~~”

I saw the man excitedly waving a branch in his hand, and a fat fish was writhing in the branch.

"Damn... It's not easy to catch you. The man underestimated as he turned around and prepared to float ashore.

"Hey, I'll !!" As soon as the man turned around, he saw a prosperous saint dressed in white standing quietly on the shore, and he was immediately frightened and took two steps back, plopped, and sat down in the shallow water....

….

Yang Yi sat by the fire, while tossing the smoked fish wrapped in fallen leaves on the fire, and at the same time played with his wet trouser legs in extreme discomfort.

Glancing at the prosperous saintess sitting on the other side with her back, Yang Yi said: "I said eldest sister, if you want to laugh, you will laugh, but you will make me even more ridiculous." ”

I don't know if the prosperous saint sitting on her back is laughing, but I saw that she shook her head, didn't speak, and handed back Yang Yi's clothes in her hand.

Yang Yi hesitated, but still took the clothes, only to see that Fanhua's face looked much better, and her body temperature should have recovered, and the two of them always felt embarrassed to sit on their backs like this.

After Yang Yi put on his clothes, the fish in the fire was basically cooked, and the two of them ate half of them.

Grilled fish without condiments has a strong fishy smell, and it is so light that it is almost difficult to swallow.

Yang Yi was a little embarrassed and said: "Let's make do with it, you must add some calories, so that you can have the strength to find a way out." ”

The Blossoming Flower Saintess glanced at Yang Yi, looked at the steaming fish and meat, and finally spoke: "I don't think you know martial arts, but you know a lot." ”

"Huh? Do you say this fish? Anyone who has watched "Bei Ye Survival in the Wilderness" will spear fish. ”

"Who's that?"

"Uh... A Fanbang person, when he has nothing to do, likes to run to the wilderness to abuse himself. ”

Fanhua still shook her head suspiciously, and said, "I mean the great array of the altar." ”

"That's not something I researched, there are more people than me."

Yang Yi was telling the truth, but the Blossoming Saintess thought that he was being modest or didn't want to say it, which was also normal, how could he tell others casually. They didn't talk anymore at the moment, and the two of them were thinking about their own things and buried their heads in eating the cooked fish.