The turbulent river carried the two of them downstream, and Wang Yan struggled to poke out of the water, trying to breathe air, and then guided Dugu Mei'er.

Although it was the height of summer, Luoshui did not have a trace of warmth, and the cool Luoshui slapped on his body, and Wang Yan's teeth trembled slightly from the cold.

I made three turns, fell two waterfalls, and rushed through the rapids for a day.

When the rapids subsided, the surrounding environment changed.

Wang Yan struggled to climb ashore, hammered his lower abdomen, spit out two mouthfuls of water, and the person was much more sober.

It's really a near-death life! If it weren't for his excellent water nature, he would have gone to chat with Hades at this moment!

The soaked body was cold, and his legs cramped slightly, Wang Yan lay on the shore and glanced at the person in his arms.

There was a trace of pain on Dugu Meier's face, her body was already cold, Wang Yan's eyes were slightly red, and her heart was very sour, after all, she was a woman who had a skin-to-skin relationship with her, and she always had a few points in her heart that she couldn't give up.

Wang Yan struggled to sit up, put Dugu Meier flat, artificial respiration, heart resuscitation, and did everything he could.

Dugu Mei'er didn't have much water in her stomach, maybe when she fell into Luoshui, she would already be dead.

Wang Yan dragged his tired body, hugged Dugu Meier, found a tree and sat down, Wang Yan gently stroked Dugu Meier's dripping bangs, I didn't expect Dugu Meier, a peerless beauty with a beautiful national beauty, to take a curtain call in this way, which is really regrettable.

"Go ahead, I'll find out who murdered you, and then I'll tear them to pieces." recalled that it was the White House guard who cut the iron cable, and Wang Yan's heart was full of coldness.

What's going on? Impersonated? Still is..

Wang Yan shook his head and didn't think about it, right now, what he has to deal with is how to place Dugu Meier's body, Wang Yan doesn't plan to bring Dugu Meier's body back to the palace, because then she will be buried in the imperial mausoleum, a woman who is not married to the emperor, and was asked for her body, even if she is buried, she should be buried in the Wang ancestral hall, besides, Dugu Meier does not like the emperor.

Wang Yan swept around, planning to bury the person on the spot, and then make a mark, and when he returned, he sent someone to remove the bones and bury them in the Wang ancestral hall.

Well..

There was a weak retching, and a drop of water dripped from the corner of Dugu Meier's mouth.

Wang Yan turned around like lightning, lowered his head and pressed his head against Dugu Meier's chest, his heart was beating, he was looking for the sound of his heartbeat.

No.. Could it be just my own delusion..

Boom..

It's a heartbeat! Dugu Meier is still alive! Wang Yan was ecstatic, but a little overwhelmed.

Dugu Meier's heart was beating, but her chest did not rise and fall, and she did not breathe.

Wang Yan hurriedly lowered his body and continued to give artificial respiration to Dugu Meier, acting as Dugu Meier's ventilator.

Dugu Mei'er's whole body was cold, Wang Yan tore her clothes into strips of rags, tied Dugu Mei'er to her body, and used it as her human flesh stove.

It is imperative to start a fire and dry your clothes so that the cold and moisture do not enter your body.

Holding Dugu Mei'er, he walked into the forest lightly, carefully picked up some dry firewood, fortunately there was a short knife, Wang Yan sharpened the wooden stick, made a wooden bow with his trouser pocket, and lit the fire without much effort.

Wang Yan was not polite to Dugu Mei'er at all, all the clothes were roasted on the fire, and the two hugged each other frankly, looking very primitive.

Wang Yan blindfolded Dugu Mei'er's eyes with strips of cloth, which could somewhat hide her identity.

Dugu Mei'er was extremely weak at this time, breathing, temperature, and everything was indispensable, so Wang Yan draped the dried clothes on her body.

Dugu Mei'er's heartbeat was extremely weak, and it would only beat lightly after several breaths, and her breathing was still supplied by Wang Yan.

Artificial respiration for Dugu Meier is a very beautiful thing, but it will be tiring after doing fragrant things for a long time, especially before Dugu Meier can't breathe on her own, it has become a challenge to do it without sleep.

Wang Yan has been challenging for two days in a row, sleepless, for Dugu Mei'er to itch, thirsty, drink a sip of stream water, hungry to eat two wild fruits, Wang Yan very much hope that a wild bird with no long eyes crashed into the tree in front of him, but after two days, no such good thing happened.

Wang Yan determined the direction and hurried to the west, and after walking for two days, there was still an endless sea of forests in front of him.

In five days, Dugu Meier's plump body has lost a lot of weight, after all, she only eats some puree every day, plus her body needs energy to recover, so it is strange not to lose weight.

The slimmed down Dugu Meier is less extravagant, more warm, and the flesh on her body has become tighter, but the feel is more comfortable.

On the seventh day of sleeplessness, Wang Yan had already reached the limit.

Wang Yan insisted on not letting his eyelids fall, he didn't guarantee that he would still have the strength to open them after the eyelids fell.

The forest sea in front of him seemed to be boundless, and Wang Yan was a little dizzy when he saw it.

Dugu Meier's body is still cold, although her heartbeat has some strength, but it is far from normal, her breathing is still weak, if Wang Yan doesn't provide itching, Dugu Mei'er will be tired after two breaths.

It is extremely dangerous to sleep and die in the wilderness, jackals, tigers and leopards, passers-by, are all dangerous factors.

If this appearance is bumped into by strangers, according to Wang Yan's imagination, the possibility of murder and robbery is almost equal to one hundred.

Wang Yan extinguished the fire, held Dugu Mei'er, dragged his tired body, searched in the forest, and finally, under a mud mound, Wang Yan dug a cave with a short knife, made a railing at the entrance of the cave with dry firewood, blocked the entrance with dry branches and hay, and then drilled into the hole.

Wang Yan doesn't like this feeling of resignation, but the current situation is like this, it is safer to hide in the cave than to be exposed to the wild, Wang Yan is most worried now that Dugu Meier will die in the process of his deep sleep, but he really can't hold on, and if he continues to hold on, Wang Yan feels that he will die suddenly, if he dies, Dugu Meier will not survive.

Wang Yan held Dugu Mei'er in his arms and spread a thick layer of hay on her.

The eyelids finally couldn't support it anymore, and collapsed, and snoring suddenly sounded in the cave.

Above the mud mound, a girl dressed in lilac silk and covered with fine silk threads, with her breasts half pulled open, sat on a bare stone and looked around casually.

...

Wang Yan did sleep to death, but even if he died, he still thought that Dugu Mei'er was in danger, he couldn't sleep for too long, he had to wake up quickly, wake up quickly.

As a result, the time to sleep seems to be only for a moment, and as soon as I close my eyes, I open them again, and I don't feel like I'm asleep at all.

The sunlight shone in through the cracks in the dry grass and dead branches, and the feeling of body feedback clearly told Wang Yan that he had indeed slept.

Wang Yan glanced down at the person in his arms, and put his hand on her neck to test it.

There is also a heartbeat, and it is much more powerful than before going to bed, but the breathing is still weak and difficult, Dugu Mei'er frowned slightly, there was a touch of pain on her face, her body was still cold, and she didn't feel the slightest warmth.

Wang Yan let out a sigh of relief, as long as the person is not dead, Wang Yan continued to act as a ventilator, and after the tea, Dugu Meier's brows gradually relaxed.

Wang Yan pushed off the railing, crawled out of the mud hole, looked around, there was no trace left by man and beast, his stomach was growling, Wang Yan began to look for the stream and wild fruits.

There is a stream not far from the mud cave, Wang Yan wants to jump into it and take a bath, but Dugu Meier can't leave herself at all, the temperature of her body is all supplied by herself, and without the kung fu of breathing, her body will become cold, and her expression is also very painful.

Dugu Mei'er is now a glass man, and Wang Yan doesn't dare to be careless.