Chapter 7: The Warm Sun in a Dream
I heard their conversation from time to time, there were sons, princes, generals, subordinates or something, Ning Yao probably guessed their identities, but at this time, she didn't have time to think too much, for her heart-wrenching physique, Ning Yao was also powerless, there was nowhere to complain, there was nothing to do, she could only grit her teeth and persist, endure it, hoping that she could return to normal soon.
Cold and cold, painful and painful, Ning Yao on the back of the camel fell asleep in a daze, as if she had a dream.
The storm in her dream gradually stopped, the snow and ice around her slowly melted, and further on, she saw green, birds, flowers, and the sparkling sunlight that spread through the gaps in the leaves.
What does it mean for a person who is cold to the limit and sees the sun?
Ning Yao in the dream began to run hard, and soon, through the woods, she finally ran to a grassland, standing under the sun, the soft sunlight sprinkled on her body, warm, even the wind blowing on her face, with a trace of warmth.
Ning Yao opened her arms, raised her head slightly, closed her eyes with a smile on the corner of her lips, and took a deep breath of the air with the fragrance of herbs.
The young man who was obviously dressed in men's clothes, but let out the laughter of a young girl, still in this silent desert night, it seemed a little disagreeable.
Xiao Junyi held the reins of the camel, the closest, he stopped and looked back, looked at it for two seconds, the person on the camel was still unconscious, could it be that the wind was too loud just now, and he had auditory hallucinations?
Qingfeng saw that the master had stopped and asked, "Childe, what's wrong?" ”
Xiao Junyi shook his head: "It's okay, let's go!" ”
Ye Ming said: "Young General, can you stop and rest for a while, my family's wound has been bleeding, and it must be treated as soon as possible." ”
The only thing they carried with them was a sword, a bow and arrows, and a few water bags, as well as a small amount of dry food, wound medicine and a change of clothes.
Xiao Junyi looked at the undulating sand dunes in the night: "There is a sheltered place in front of you, go there and rest for a while." ”
The sand dunes are not far away, the time for the small half pillar of incense is up, everyone sits on the ground, ready to rest for a while, Ye Ming called the camel to kneel, Jin Feng and Ze Feng carefully helped Duan Yunqian down, Xiao Junyi also stepped forward to check on his friend's injury.
Seeing that his companion could rest, the camel carrying Ning Yao also knelt down to prepare to rest, and Mu Ningyao, who was still enjoying the sunshine in a dream, was awakened by the sudden shaking, his body was unstable, and he rolled down and fell to the ground.
Qingfeng didn't know that she had woken up, and saw someone rolling off the camel's back, so she hurriedly stepped forward and happened to meet Ning Yao's already opened eyes: "You ......"
The young man's eyes were very good-looking, and he was stunned for a moment.
Today is the seventeenth day of the first lunar month, the moon in the night sky is very round, the soft moonlight is sprinkled down, and Ning Yao's eyes that have just opened are like a miniature version of the night sky, dotted with stars.
Xiao Junyi heard the movement, and also turned around, just in time to see the young man standing up from the sand: "Are you awake?" ”
Ning Yao nodded: "Well, wake up!" Then she could smell a strong smell of blood in the air, and she asked, "Has anyone been seriously injured?" "I slept for a while, I had a dream, it shouldn't have been long, was it just another attack?