Ignoring the shock in his eyes, I took off the killer's other sleeve as well, picked up my clothes and walked over to him and crouched down.

"You...... Help me up. ”

I helped him up and asked a little tiredly, "Do you have to take off your clothes?" ”

"I'm afraid so."

Ever since he first learned my true age, he had been looking at me with a strange eye. I ignored him and unbuttoned his blood-stained shirt, his scars coming into view again, and I pretended to be calm and took off his shirt.

"Arms up." I said.

He raised his right arm, and I put the sleeve on for him, then moved closer to him and walked the clothes around his back. Halfway through, however, I stopped, for I saw horrible patches of bruises all over his back. There is no doubt that these wounds were left yesterday.

Seeing that my movements stopped, he was puzzled. "What's wrong?"

My fingers touched a bruise on his shoulder blade. Maybe it was because my hands were a little cold, and his body was shaking.

"Does it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt." He paused, and said in a relaxed tone, "This kind of bruise is not a wound to me. ”

My heart tightened involuntarily, but I still put on my shirt for him.

I looked down at his pants, which were also stained with blood. So he dragged the killer's body a few more points closer, and raised his hand to untie his belt, but he didn't want his wrist to be grasped. "You go behind me."

I looked up at him and saw that his eyes were a little gloomy. He's angry? But what is he angry about?

It only took me a moment to understand that he must be angry at me for a woman who is so unscrupulous to go to a man's pants. To me, the killer was nothing more than a corpse, not much different from the human specimens I had in my anatomy class in college.

Okay, okay, my calm behavior seems to be a little shocking in the eyes of people in this era. But can he really do it? After all, he can't move too much now, and he needs my help to put on his shirt.

"Get behind me." His words are irresistible.

"Oh." I walked around and sat down behind him, his body blocking the image he didn't want me to see.

He leaned forward, straining some effort into the killer's pants before proceeding to untie his belt. The belt of his trousers opened, and he hesitated. "You...... Help me out......"

Sure enough, he still needed help.

I sat behind him and slowly reached out and pulled his down. The arm is uncontrollably stiff.

Although I don't feel anything in the pants of the corpse, but I am a woman after all, and my whole body is awkward, and my face burns unconsciously.

He pressed his two hands on the ground on both sides, propping up his body a little, I hurriedly leaned forward, and the side face inadvertently attached to his back, and retreated his kin below the kua part by feeling, and then hurriedly withdrew his hand, and pressed the slightly cool back of my hand to cool down on my hot cheeks.

After a rustling of clothes, he stood up again, and I hurriedly helped him put his pants up, shaking my hands and gently helping him tie the trouser belt. Just wanted to withdraw his hand, but he held it in front of him left and right. Afraid of touching his wounds, I didn't struggle.

He turned his head sideways and chuckled: "You can be so shy when you can't see anything, where do you look like a thirty-year-old woman, obviously a girl in her teens." ”

I'm a little depressed. "You let go."

"What if I don't let it go?" Not only did he not let go, but he pulled my hands in front of him, and I was uncontrollably pressed against his back, a posture that must have seemed to others to think that I was holding him from behind.

There was a faint smell of blood on his body, which covered the usual sandalwood. And the temperature on his body also dissipated the cold around me a lot.

A strange feeling that I hadn't felt for a long time hit my whole body, and this strange tingling sensation was what I felt when I first became attracted to him. I immediately sounded a warning bell for myself: Yan Linxuan! Are you going to repeat the mistakes of the past?!

I struggled to withdraw my hand, but he grabbed me.

"If you don't want to touch my wounds, don't move."

I'm speechless, what the hell is this person trying to do!?

At the time of the stalemate, footsteps sounded in the direction of the cave entrance. Ling Niankong was distracted, and I took the opportunity to take my hand back.

He reacted and threw the bloody clothes he had just taken off onto the killer, covering his exposed body.

Three men in black hunted a boar and returned. It is not easy to find prey in this freezing mountain.

The three of them were a little surprised to see the corpse on the ground, but in an instant they seemed to understand. The leader of the men in black hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Is the girl okay?" ”

"I'm fine. It's been a long time since you've eaten, so I'm here to help with the prey. "As he spoke, he had to do it.

"Don't bother the girl, leave it to the three of us." After speaking, the three men carried their prey to the entrance of the cave.

I was struggling to find a place to sit, a little bored.

"They're protecting you." Ling Niankong suddenly spoke.

"They shouldn't be trying to protect me, are they?"

They should protect the cold. I don't know why I was still recognizable even though I had changed my appearance.

He thought about it when he heard this, and muttered, "You shouldn't ......"

"What?" I asked casually.

"Why would the Beili people protect the daughter of a traitor in a foreign land?" He was still muttering to himself.

The traitor in his mouth undoubtedly refers to Leng Yihan. Leng Yihan first betrayed Feng Li and helped Yue Xiongqi ascend to the throne. Many years later, for some reason, he colluded with the Yan royal family again and betrayed Nanli. Therefore, Leng Yihan betrayed both the north and the south. He acted like this, obviously forcing himself into a situation where he had no place to stand, and a normal person would not do this, so there must be a complicated inside story behind his choice to betray Nanli two years ago.

However, Ling Niankong's words still surprised me a little. "You're saying those three men in black are from Beili? How do you know? ”

"It can be seen by their martial arts moves." I could see that he didn't want to explain more, so I didn't ask any more questions.

"It's not necessarily that there won't be people from the north to protect Miss Leng. I heard that Leng Yihan was Fengli's former minister, and he was stationed in Liaocheng in the north in his early years, and Miss Leng should have lived in the north before she was seven years old, maybe it was someone she met at that time! ”

"Perhaps." He was a little perfunctory, obviously still thinking in his head.

Suddenly, there was a smell of meat, and my stomach "growled" very cooperatively, and the sound was not small. I was a little embarrassed, so I hurriedly stood up with my stomach covered and greeted the three men in black who were holding the barbecue.

They got the bamboo skewers from somewhere, and they cut the meat into pieces and skewered them on the skewers. However, looking at the different thicknesses of the bamboo sticks, I probably guessed that the sticks should have been made by themselves, and I think there was a bamboo forest nearby.

Ling Niankong was unable to move, so the four of us took the food to Ling Niankong.

I lifted him up, and the five of them sat in a circle, each eating.

Because there is no seasoning, the meat is inevitably a little fishy. However, this is not the first time I have eaten this kind of game without seasoning, so I didn't think there was anything.

But Ling Niankong didn't seem to expect it, and looked at me with interest. "You're not a picky eater, but you can eat."

I snorted. "Is it true that I'm a daughter?"

I've eaten all the harder things to swallow, what is that? But I didn't say that.

It was not long after I worked, and I had little free time, so I followed my group of travelers to Daxinganling.

We went in late autumn and were trapped in the mountains for five days in a snowstorm. The food they brought with them ran out in three days. It was then that I experienced first-hand what it means to be a thread.

In order to survive and wait for rescue, everything that can be used to fill the stomach has not been let go by us.

******

After staying in the cave for seven or eight days in a row, Ling Niankong's injuries had healed well, and he was able to move freely, and he would be able to remove the bandages in a few days.

Because I was paying close attention to Ling Niankong's injuries, it took a few days to realize that the three men in black were also injured to varying degrees, so I also treated their wounds. For some reason, they were very resistant at first, but then I couldn't take a hard time, so they asked me to bandage them with trepidation.

After so many days, I found that the three of them actually regarded me as their master, and I was very surprised that they were respectful to me. I don't know if they did it in the first place, I didn't notice it, or if they were because I saw the injuries for them.

After getting along for a long time, I always can't help but chat with them, but they don't know if it's their personality or their responsibilities, and they never talk much, which makes me quite depressed. But no matter how depressed I was, I didn't want to talk to Ling Niankong, so I still deliberately kept my distance from him.

Something is not right in the atmosphere today. Since I accidentally told the three men in black in the morning that Ling Niankong should not allow them to take me away, their expressions have been cold. Now the five of them were sitting around for lunch, and they were staring at Ling Niankong with a little hostility, and they still made eye contact with each other from time to time.

I suddenly had a sense of foreboding, and looked at Ling Niankong worriedly.

He didn't see anything out of the ordinary, and ate slowly. It seems that he is really recovering well, and his face has returned to blood.

He suddenly raised the corners of his lips with a slight mockery. "You want to kill me?"