In the lower reaches of the Yuanqi River, the water flow is gentle, and the two banks have towering green mountains.

Zhu Yi woke up in the cave, and when he regained consciousness, he realized that his whole body was unusually cold. She was drowning, and there was a burning pain in her chest, nose and throat.

The sky outside the cave is misty, making it difficult to tell whether it is the beginning of the morning or the meditation.

As soon as she moved slightly, her back hurt sharply, she turned her back and touched it, but there was no blood, but the pain continued, and the more awake she was, the more aggravated it became. However, looking at the people who hugged each other, the situation was even worse than her.

Originally, Zuo Chu and Song Xiyuan were both seriously injured before falling into the river, and Zuo Chu was dedicated to protecting the woman, and it was useless to exert force several times, and he suffered a lot of impact at the moment of falling into the water.

Zhu Yi remembered that she was also protected by him during the fall, so that she would not be stunned by the river at the moment of falling into the water. The water was muddy and fast, and they were swept away by the direction of nowhere, until a small waterfall with a gentle slope barely managed to break out of the water.

Falling down from the waterfall and down the river, Zhu Yi hit a lot of boulders in the water, and Zhu Yi felt like the bones in his whole body were falling apart, until he lost consciousness......

Roughly recalling the details of the fall into the water, Zhu Yi was completely awake. She took a few steps inside and vaguely saw that Song Xiyuan was unconscious. Zuo Chu laboriously peeled off the coats of the two, and tightly gathered the woman in his arms and sat against the cave wall. The smell of blood came, and Zhu Yi called "Tingyu" in an unsteady breath, and in the dark, he heard the man reply in a dumb voice: "I'm fine." She was a little relieved, dragged her body in severe pain, found hay to spread on the ground, and made a fire to keep warm.

She picked up the dead branches at the entrance of the cave, held them up simply, and set up the three of them's stripped coats in front of the fire to bake.

Zuo Chu's waist and abdomen were diagonally surrounded by a circle of wounds, and the flesh hooked by the thorn whip was shocking to look at, and the broken clothes had already been soaked with blood. Zhu Yi leaned over in distress and touched the Gu bottle on his waist.

The Gu bottle was shattered in the previous impact, and the forbidden Gu bottle was also filled with a small amount of river water due to the crack, at this moment, the Gu worm's activity was weak, I don't know if it was still useful. Fortunately, the Gu bottle containing several sealed Gu was intact.

She took the surviving forbidden Gu and put it on Zuo Qi's wound, Zuo Qi pinched the Gu worm, but she wanted to take it to clean Song Xiyuan's wound. Zhu Yi took it back, stubbornly put it back on him, and said resentfully: "If you have to treat her first, then I won't read Gu Yu, and this worm will be wasted." "The man can only do what she wants.

She recited a different Gu language, the Gu worm did not enter the human body, but licked all the way along the wound, and after a while, a large stream of dirty blood was cleared.

When the Gu worm was completely dead, she took out the wound sealing Gu to seal the man's wound.

Zuo Chu was already in great pain, and this stinging pain in his heart struck, and his face turned pale in an instant, and he trembled.

Zhu Yi knew that he must be uncomfortable, and grabbed his hand soothingly, hoping to soothe him. The man's big palm, which was extremely painful, grabbed her little hand in turn and clenched uncontrollably. She felt as if her five fingers were about to break, so she clenched her teeth and didn't say a word.

When the Gu worm became powder and the wound first healed, Zuo Chu fell down weakly, Zhu Yi tore the clothes on the rack, and quickly helped him to lie on the grass slowly. The man's body temperature was abnormally hot, and he coughed in a drowsy manner with the pain of the wound, and his face was tangled.

Knowing that he was worried about Song Xiyuan, Zhu Yi moved behind the unconscious man and found the wound on his left shoulder that had been whipped by the stab. The forbidden Gu had been used up, and she didn't know what to do for a while. Zuo Chu took the sword painting beside him and handed it to her, "In addition to the blood, put the long hair into ashes and apply it to the wound to cure the bruises, you try." ”

She took it in astonishment, and then heard Zuo Chu say: "It's inconvenient for me to do it myself now, so please ask Miss Zhu to help me cut my hair." Zhu Yi was stunned and did not follow his words. Song Xiyuan's black hair was long to the buttocks, long and black, she looked at it again and again, regardless of the man's obstruction, decisively cut Song Xiyuan's hair from the waist and burned it into ashes with fire and sprinkled it on the wound, and then tore her dress to bandage her.

Song Xiyuan's wound was not cleaned, she didn't dare to seal it at will with the wound sealing Gu, only that's the case.

After doing all this, Zhu Yi breathed a sigh of relief, and didn't look at the man's expression, and lay on his side on the grass, staring at the flames. Zuo Chu thanked her, gradually lost his strength, hugged Song Xiyuan and fell asleep.

Hungry in the abdomen, the stomach gradually felt uncomfortable, coupled with the cold and pain all over the body, Zhu Yi was so uncomfortable that he retched repeatedly, and even dizzy several times.

However, Zuo Chu and Song Xiyuan have fallen, and the only one among the three who can do something is her. With her current physical strength, hunting is tantamount to delusion, and she leaned on the cave wall to go out, intending to pick some wild fruits.

There was a loud bang, a huge thunder rolling, she had just stepped out of the hole, how did she know that the sky was changing, and the wind and rain were coming......

It was late autumn, the cold wind gusted up rapidly, coupled with the choking water for a while, Zhu Yi's teeth bumped, and after a while, he couldn't bear it anymore, and returned to the fire to bake for a while. After his body warmed up a bit, he came out of the hole again to find food to wrap his stomach.

The cool breeze swept through the low valley over and over again, and she almost fell down several times. She pinched her leg with one hand to remind herself to wake up, and with the other hand, she held on to the mountain wall and struggled forward.

It's not a long distance, but it's a long walk.

Fortunately, the dry thunder rolled over, and it did not rain. By the time she got back into the cave again, it was already dark. He scattered the fruit he had brought back in front of the fire, and the whole person fell to his knees as if he had collapsed. glanced at the two people who hugged each other, and then their eyes fixed for a while, and their eyes slowly grew crystalline.

It's really not good to wear soaked underwear all the time, so they take them off all the time.

She could see their shoulders hidden under the oversized coats......

Song Xiyuan was unconscious, so it was naturally done by Zuo Qi.

While Zhu Yi was out, he took off the wet clothes worn by the two of them, and only covered them with dried coats. Song Xiyuan was cold, and the man's body temperature was higher than that of a woman, so he directly used his body temperature to warm Song Xiyuan's body.

At this moment, both of them were asleep. Zhu Yi smiled, but before he could really laugh, there was a bitterness in his heart, and he bent down with the corners of his mouth. She withdrew her gaze, grabbed a fruit in her hand, wiped it haphazardly, and put it in her mouth.

Tears rolled down without a breath.

She didn't know what she was pretending to be, maybe it was because she was really bad, maybe she was stimulated by the scene at the moment.

Hearing the movement, Zuo Chu picked up his clothes and carefully wrapped the clothes for the woman on the haystack.

From this, she saw that Song Xiyuan, who was curled up tightly, was wearing only white belly pocket and obscene pants.

Zuo Chu noticed the embarrassed look on her face and looked at her heavily. Zhu Yi hurriedly grabbed a few wild dates and put them in his hand, and ordered him to eat some fruit and rest.

Seeing her wet clothes sticking to her body, and the cool breeze pouring in from outside the cave, she still couldn't help but shiver by the fire, Zuo Chu turned her back and ordered her to take off her clothes and bake them.

The man turned his back, couldn't help it for a while, and coughed several times in a row. He had contracted typhoid fever, and his body temperature was higher than before, while Song Xiyuan's body was even colder, and there was no sign of waking up. He lay down again and hugged the sleeping man.

Zhu Yi didn't take off his close-fitting wet clothes, nor did he turn his gaze, and suddenly asked, "Am I also a useful person?" ”

Zuo Zhu opened his eyes and said, "Fortunately, Miss Zhu helped." ”

She smiled, and the tear sockets on her cheeks did not appear, "Miss Zhu, Miss Zhu!" ”

After reciting this twice, some fell into a deep sleep and did not answer her.

There were no more words in the cave.

Two more fires were lit in the night, but the chill could not be extinguished. Zhu Yi curled up on the grass and covered his hands, not daring to let himself sleep. She was shivering from the cold, and she closed her eyes until the second half of the night, and her body felt hot in a trance.

Zuo Qi, who woke up in the middle, put his dry clothes on her, and Zhu Yi opened her eyes and wanted to speak, but she didn't open her mouth because of a dry and sore throat.

There seemed to be no end to this night, and she just wanted to cry when she was uncomfortable all the time.

By the time the shadows found the three of them, it was already dawn.

Zhu Yi was carried into the carriage, and in the carriage she fell asleep.