The last big breath of air was exhaled, and there was a grunt, and the invisible bubbles escaped from the body and ran towards the light.

Xiao He smiled miserably, feeling herself slowly falling, the warm water wrapped around her body, kissing the instep of her feet, and the invisible force pulled her into the abyss of death.

Suddenly, a pair of big hands grabbed her shoulders and lifted her up quickly.

Little by little, the air passed into her mouth from the softer cracks that were hotter, and the rest turned into countless tiny bubbles from the corners of her lips, playfully caressing her skin, and fleeing again as if saying goodbye.

The hands grabbed her and led her swiftly to the surface. The water hits the cheeks and body, causing a slight pain.

The feeling of breaking through the water and returning to the world is like a new life.

"Ahh Xiao He gasped heavily, not expecting that he was still alive, nor did he expect Murong to come back to save him. After she was carried ashore by him, both of them collapsed on the shore exhausted.

In the summer of June, the breeze is gentle. The two of them were wet and lying on the rocky beach on the shore, Murong didn't care, Xiao He was frozen and shivered in less than a moment, and he sneezed. Murong turned his head to look at her, and then looked at the sky, the dark clouds above his head did not disperse, it was not a good omen.

"I'm afraid it's going to rain." He sighed.

Xiao He wanted to reply and curse him as a crow, but he kept trembling and couldn't open his mouth, so he didn't bother to say anything.

When the thunder roared, the raindrops fell sharply, and the big ones hit the body and it hurt a little. They were driven to a dilapidated mountain temple by the rain, and the poison from Xiao He became heavier and heavier, and his entire right leg was swollen, as if it was roasting on a fire.

Although she had just soaked in the water and drank a few sips of water, she had a high fever and was extremely dehydrated. When she was unconscious, she vaguely felt that someone was bringing water to her mouth, but because the mouth of the container was too small, it was quite difficult to suck.

I don't know how long it took, and it staggered, as if in a carriage.

During this period, Xiao He was awake once, she reached out to grab the support, and someone immediately held her hand.

"Murong?" Her voice was hoarse.

"You can rest for a while, and soon find someone to detoxify you." His voice was steady.

Hearing this, Xiao He knew that someone should have come to answer. Originally, Murong should not have fallen to the point of being chased and blocked with herself, she bent the corners of her mouth, put her heart at ease, and fell asleep again.

When she woke up, she was very thirsty and looked for water to drink.

By that time she had been placed on a bed somewhere, and it was a maid who brought water. The poison had not yet been resolved, and she still couldn't see, she heard Murong's voice outside, and seemed to be angry, "Where did you say Nanzhu went?" The other party replied cautiously in a trembling voice: "She said...... I'm going to chase the young master. ”

"Bastard!" Murong's voice seemed to be angry, and he also smashed a cup, and the sound of broken porcelain was particularly crisp and harsh.

She went back and forth between drowsy and conscious, sometimes as if she was immersed in the ice and snow, and sometimes as if she was trapped in the sword furnace and burned herself. The pain was unbearable everywhere in her body, like someone had struck her bones with a hammer and drained her marrow.

Suddenly, a stream of true qi continued to flow into her body from the back vest, like the warm February sun when the ice and snow melted, and like the summer rain extinguishing the flames to moisten all things, the uncomfortable feeling of body pain was gradually dispelled, and her frowns were gradually stretched.

Consciousness and body slowly overlapped, and she seemed to be able to see a faint light, but her eyes seemed to be extremely heavy, and she couldn't open them when she was pounded by a thousand pounds. She stretched out her hand to grope for her surroundings, which seemed to be still on the bed, the satin futon was soft and comfortable, and a little more to the side, she felt a person's arms and shoulders......

But her movements slowly hesitated, because under the palm of her hand was touching the skin of a living person, smooth and warm, and there was no trace of clothing. When this thought gradually became clear in her mind, it seemed that someone slammed into her chest, and her heart beat violently involuntarily, and even her blood boiled.

What's going on? Who is this person next to you? Are you dreaming?

She retracted her hand, touched herself, and searched up and down, but she was naked!

Who took their own clothes? Xiao He's heart was like a war drum, and the rhythm of the wild beating could almost be heard clearly. She trembled and reached next door again, touching the man's chest, Adam's apple, chin, all the way to the face, the touch was really not like in a dream, and what shocked her the most was that there was no mask on the man's face, there was nothing on the whole face!

"Are you awake?" The face under the palm of his hand moved slightly. This voice was Murong's.

Xiao He hurriedly retracted his hand and protected it on his chest, although his eyes were still closed, his eyelashes trembled with nervousness, like a wounded butterfly being held in the palm of his hand, and the trajectory of her eyes rolling under the curtains was clear.

She didn't know how to respond to him in this situation, and she wished that she was still in a coma.

"Your poison has been cured, you should, you can see things." His voice was soft, but clear.

The sound source was close at hand, reminding Xiao He that all this was not a dream. But she just didn't dare to open her eyes, she couldn't tell what she was afraid of. A quilt suddenly flew over and covered her body. With something to cover her body, she breathed a sigh of relief at the moment, and the drum in her chest slowed down a little.

"I'm sorry, I detoxified you just now, and I almost exhausted all my true qi, so I was too tired to lie in bed with you." Murong's voice was a little farther away, and he seemed to have gotten out of bed.

Xiao He slowly opened his eyes, and in the field of vision, he was wearing a smock with his back to him.

"Why are our clothes ......?" she asked, regretting a little.

But he heard Murong explain, "Just now you and I were both immersed in the medicinal soup, this is the fastest way I can think of to solve the poison of the Colorful Cloud Spider." If you're dying, you shouldn't mind if you're still wearing anything. ”

Although his explanation was very reasonable, Xiao He faintly felt that something was not right, but he didn't turn a corner for a while, and he couldn't argue.

When he turned around, he had the mask on his face.

Seeing his cold mask, Xiao He cried out in his heart that he regretted that he didn't take the opportunity to see his true face just now, and there was no chance now. He walked back to the bed a few steps under her gaze, stretched out his hand, and said, "Give me your hand." ”

Xiao He was slightly stunned, stretched out his hand from the quilt, and handed it to him.

He grabbed her wrist, took her pulse, probed her breath, and when it was indeed stable, he shoved her hand back in.

The moment he got up, Xiao He reached out and grabbed his sleeve, it must have been the first high fever that made her brain confused, so she rushed out and said to him: "Since you have already seen me, you should let me see you, it is fair." ”

Murong was obviously paused, and then actually reached out to untie his clothes.

Xiao He raised his voice, almost shouting: "Who said this!" I mean your mask! ”

Murong raised his right hand a few inches, took off the mask from his face, looked at her, and said with a smile: "Are you satisfied now?" ”

For the true face under this mask, Xiao He has imagined hundreds of things, but he never thought that it would be such a face, it is a little familiar, not young, not old, with a faint Sichuan pattern in the middle of the eyebrows, as if it was painted by someone. His facial features are handsome, without any defects, except for some traces of time, with a slight sense of vicissitudes, it can be said that he is quite handsome.

There is really no need to wear a mask to cover such a face, or is this also a fake face?

Xiao He thought that he must be crazy, and as soon as he thought of it, he couldn't help but pull his arm, pull him closer, and stretched out the hand that should have been cut off to rub his face, bent on verifying the authenticity of this face.

Murong was like a clay figure with her hands kneading and pinching her face, with a thunderous expression.

Until Xiao He heard him speak: "You don't seem to have seen me kill people, right?" ”

When he said this, he still had a faint smile on his face, but his tone was cold to the bone. Xiao He shuddered for a moment, retracted his hand obediently, watched him get up and put on his mask, put on his outer robe, and before going out, he left a sentence, "If you need anything, tell the maid at the door, if you want to go, you can go at will." I still have something to do, so I won't accompany me. ”

Xiao He lay down here for another half a day, and when he got up, it was past noon.

Her previous outfit was dirty and torn, so she asked someone to prepare a casual men's outfit for her.

After a while, someone came over with a set of clothes, from the undergarment to the outermost robe, in quadruplicate, and it was actually her size, which fit quite well. The person who sent the clothes explained, "This is the master explained early in the morning, according to the size of the adult to change a new set of ready-to-wear, the adult is still satisfied?" ”

Xiao He recalled Murong's face and asked himself with a smile, "Are you satisfied?"

"Not bad. Thank you for me, master. Xiao He curled the corners of his mouth.

When she left, she realized that it was the upper floor of a ready-to-wear shop.

After going downstairs, she passed by the shop, and she couldn't help but take a closer look at the environment of the store. This store should be in the East Market, and she has visited it before, but the store is not large, so she has not paid close attention to it.

As she tilted her head and looked around at the various clothes hanging in the store, she accidentally bumped into a customer who was picking out clothes next to her. The other party groaned, it was a girl. Xiao He hurriedly shook his head, lowered his head and said humbly: "I'm really sorry, I was distracted at the next moment, and I was surprised." ”

"A good person, do you have dog eyes? I'm such a big living person standing here, and you're hitting me? Is it because you see how beautiful Miss Ben is, you have a thief's heart, right? Do you know who Miss Ben is? If you don't ask, you just rush around, I see how many heads you have! As soon as the girl spoke, she was aggressive.

Hearing this familiar voice, Xiao He's lowered head really didn't want to raise it again.