After Meng Yining finished solving the chasing soldiers, he turned over and went to see the barbarian. Even though the bearded man was unconscious, he still looked pained. She groped for the man's wounds, his whole body cold, like a cold iron object.

"Whether you can live or not depends on your own creation!" She muttered to herself, although the wounds on the man's body were too small to form a fatal wound, but he was poisoned. The two were sandwiched, and they had to worry about their lives.

But Meng Yining didn't want him to be unconscious, and Beiyang's feathers hadn't been explained yet. Although she was apprehensive, she was not flustered, after all, this man was strong, and he remembered that day he flew up an arm and threw himself in the air.

She applied the ointment that Bai Xining had given her to the wound, and covered the man with her own clothes. Haygrass was piled up on the flat stones next to him, and Meng Shu lit a flame to let the man come closer.

Meng Yining leaned next to him, "Two days, I'll wait for you for two days." Otherwise, I won't be able to wait......" She took out the dry food from her backpack, the sauced beef brisket sandwiched in the sesame fire, and a lump of wild vegetables, chili and shiitake mushroom sauce. She sat on the sidelines with her mouth pouted, fiddling with the feathers she had pulled from the man's body.

It was getting dark, and there was a murmuring of water in the distance. Meng Yining took his water bottle, bulged it full, and poured a small packet of salt and sugar into his body. She walked briskly again, feeding the water to the man's mouth. The man drank obediently, his chest rising and falling. The wound on his bare back corresponded to Meng Shu's hand, densely packed like the armor of a warrior who had been through a hundred battles and was immortal. After drinking all the water, Meng Yining helped him up and sat down again. The man staggered like a wounded leopard, his muscles stiff and hanging between Meng Yining's fingers.

She knew what she was going to do, and she took a deep breath with her eyebrows twisted. He raised his eyes and looked at the man and patted his face gently, "If you come back to life, the grace of saving your life will be reciprocated!" I don't care if you hurt me last time...... I don't need to make a promise, and I don't need to be king, you can give me a few cows......" She joked to herself, happy.

The man did not move, but he vaguely heard a girl muttering like a little bird. Still a personal promise? Where did the bold woman come from? If he hadn't been able to move, he would have twisted this presumptuous man into his hands to see what a lewd and rough appearance he was. The little girl's unstoppable mouth may also be because no one talks to each other, so she can only talk to herself, so she becomes more and more presumptuous.

"But I'll take my revenge too. If you have revenge, you will not take revenge, and you are not a gentleman! It will hurt for a while......" She laughed, sending a chill through the man's heart. He wants to shout you dare! But there is weakness in the body, and it is a shame to have his life in the hands of others! He remembered the last face before he fell into a coma just now, with a puffy face and big clear eyes, it was a teenage girl doll!

The man pondered, but suddenly his whole body burst for a while.

Meng Yining was picking at his mouth and picking at his throat. "Spit it out and spit it out, your poison is not a strong poison, can you still die because of it?" The man physiologically vomited forward, and the sour and stench in his stomach came out of his mouth mixed with the light salt water he had just poured into. Meng Yining held her breath, and the sleeves of her arms had already been rolled up. Meng Yining felt that he was not saving people, but killing pigs.

He patted the man on the back, and his hands were red. She slowly leaned the man against the small dirt bag, covered her clothes seriously, and sat down by herself. The man had just woken up, but he fell asleep drowsily.

At night, the stars were all over the dark sky, Meng Yining moved his body, shrugged his shoulders and fell asleep defenselessly. The fire crackled and burned, and the man next to him was sweating from the burning flames. She was warm in her dreams, and there was a smile on her lips.

"Where's your barbecue?" The man woke up, gritted his teeth, squeezed a sentence out of his mouth, and his voice was hoarse.

Meng Yining's body trembled, woke up, and muttered, "What are you talking about?" Suddenly, his eyes lit up and he reacted, "Are you awake?" ”

The man was going to get up from the dirt, and the wounds on his body were no longer painful. He moved his fingers, bent his knees, and suddenly stumbled and fell to the ground again. His limbs were limp, and he had clearly not recovered. Meng Yining didn't look at his face, but until he must have been twitching. Meng Yining walked over, "I'll help you!" ”

"No, you don't." The man said in a low voice, categorically.

Meng Yining pursed her lips and looked like she was standing and watching a good show.

The man braced his elbows hard, but his whole body trembled. He gritted his teeth as hard as he could, but it didn't make any sense, a mouthful of dog gnawing mud. Meng Yining grinned, "Let me help you!" ”

"Get out of here!" The man said viciously.

The girl raised her eyebrows: "Come on, kill the life-saving benefactor, are you barbarians repaying it like this?" ”

"Not a barbarian." He snorted, "We are the ...... of the steppe Well...... You...... Don't move! He was halfway through his words, when suddenly the small decoration on Meng Yining's clothes implicated her wound and cracked.

"Afraid of pain? Such a big person. Meng Yining muttered.

The man finally leaned next to the girl, his eyes were full of fire, and he opened his mouth: "What's your name?" ”

"What's your name? You shouldn't report yourself first! Meng Yining hadn't spoken to anyone for several days, and now he was on the same page.

He glanced at her impatiently, "Salib." ”

"Huh? Salib? Meng Yining repeated, she had heard this name, probably a long, long time ago, when he should have been a child. Hearing that sixty-eight tribes of the steppe were fighting, his father stood out and led him invincible, galloping across the steppe to unify the tribes. I also heard that Salib became famous at a young age, archery and horseback riding, and was powerful. Unexpectedly, it turned out to be the weak man in front of him. Later, his father died of illness, and he took over the entire vast grassland. Last time, I lost to him last time, but it wasn't a difficult thing to understand.

"Meng Yining." She turned her head and asked, "Then what is your relationship with Beiyang?" ”

Salib snorted coldly, "It's okay. ”

"I finally saved your life, look at it...... Look here......" She used a small twig to pull the clothes that the man vomited on, and glared at her: "You vomited, you pay for it!" I'm a southern silk, worth a thousand gold! ”

"I don't have a daughter, I can give you a few cows if you want them."

Meng Yining's face suddenly turned red.

Was he, ...... heard?

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