The moonlight is like snow, and a waterfall falls into the top of the cliff.

The two of them sat on the top of the cliff facing each other.

The man's eyes were veiled, and the silver needles in his hands were shining.

The woman was as cold as jade, sitting in the wind, slowly closing her eyes, and gently lifting her clothes on her shoulders with her fingertips.

Not far away, Mofeng was singing in color, and the stars were dotted on her eyebrows.

Her sword eyebrows furrowed slightly, and she glanced down at the injury.

It turned out that the sword passed through the clothes, and it was more than three points into the muscles and bones, and the slightest pull of the belt was like tearing the heart.

In order to take care of Jiang Zhige's reputation, Ye Shengji and Chi Dui were just guarding from afar, so only He Xiao was close.

"How?"

He Xiao had a silver needle in his hand, guarded a cup of tea, and when he saw that there was no movement, he couldn't help but ask.

"The clothes were caught by arrows. Some can't be ripped off. ”

Jiang Zhige said a little embarrassed.

She tried several times, but to no avail.

After a moment of silence, He Xiao asked with a slightly red face, "Do you want to tear it apart?" ”

Tearing it apart means that her clothes may fall off.

In fact, the moonlight was so good and bright that the veil between his eyes shone faintly.

He was about to say, "Let's stop thinking of any other way." But I heard Jiang Zhige say firmly and helplessly: "There is no other way." Tear it up. ”

He Xiao's eyes under the veil were raised violently!

His heart, suddenly, was beating fast!

For a moment, he had a feeling of blankness, as if the blood of his whole body had rushed to his head at that moment, making him dazzle and suffocate.

After hesitating for a moment, but also stabilizing for a moment, He Xiao slowly said the word "good".

Jiang Zhige's long hair hung down behind him, raising his head in the moonlight, slowly closing his eyes, and seeing death as if he were at home.

He Xiao didn't dare to look directly into her eyes, fine beads of sweat had oozed from his forehead, and his fingertips, which had never been seen before, trembled slightly.

He looked down at the ground through the veil and fumbled his fingertips over her shoulder.

Her shoulders are not the same as she imagined.

He thought it was like him, hard, rough.

But I didn't know that my daughter's shoulders could be so soft as deep snow.

When his fingertips touched her clothes, he was startled by the cold sensation of silky clothing that reached his heart and lungs through his fingertips. Then her body temperature came through his clothes like melting snow, and it penetrated into his heart, which was as clear and sweet as a mountain stream.

On her body, there is actually a faint agarwood fragrance, which is not thick or light, just right. Mixed with the smell of blood, a strange fragrance was born, constantly stirring the nerves on the tip of his nose.

He couldn't help but hold his breath.

He took another deep breath before he froze, and his fingers moved down her shoulder to reach the arrow.

He picked open the garment with his fingertips, and unsurprisingly touched her skin, and it was extremely smooth!

He didn't dare to be nostalgic, but quickly tore a hole with his other fingertip with a "whoosh-" sound!

He didn't notice that there was a thread on the handle of the arrow, and the moment he tore it open, it cut a cut on Jiang Zhige's wound!

"Hmmm......"

Jiang Zhige couldn't help but snort, her face turned pale, and beads of sweat the size of beans were dripping down!

He Xiao realized that he might have hurt her again, so he hurriedly raised his eyes, helped her, and asked anxiously, "Are you okay?" ”

But at this moment, the hook broke, and her clothes fell smoothly down her white and tender shoulders to her waist!

She only wore a rose-red belly pocket, two shoulder straps passed lightly between her collarbones, loosely tied a bow at the back of her neck, and a bright red peony flower on her chest bloomed one after another, burning He Xiao's eyes.

The golden stamens dotted the two towering peaks, and as her breath rose and fell, the flowers slowly opened and closed slightly.

Her skin was as white as snow, her arms were as smooth as lotus roots, her collarbones were tight, and a trace of messy hair was tickled between her lips, and she gasped slightly because of the pain.

Is. Annoying.

He Xiao scolded to himself, then skimmed his eyes, restrained his blood from erupting, and didn't let himself look at her again.

"No problem. Draw the arrows. ”

Her sweat, because of the pain, trickled down her hair and dripped into the air, mixed with her original smell, and inexplicably took on an ambiguous taste.

"Let's take some anesthetic first."

He Xiao saw that she was in pain like this, and was afraid that she would not be able to stand the pain of pulling out the arrow for a while, so he said softly.

After saying that, he went to his arms to take out the medicine bottle.

But I heard Jiang Zhige say slowly: "No need. Not so squeamish. You pull it out. Later, I might not be able to hold on. ”

Jiang Zhige is obviously already holding on, but she is still stubborn and doesn't need anesthetic.

She knew that in this country, anesthesia was a very precious thing. She didn't want to waste the herbs because of her.

He Xiao listened to her resolute face, knowing that he couldn't resist her, so he fumbled and held the handle of the arrow with one hand, and held the gauze that had been coated with hemostatic medicine in the other hand to close to her wound.

"I pulled it out. It hurts a little. Can't help it, you can bite me. ”

He Xiao didn't have any extra cloth, he lowered his head, and his arm was bent to her lips.

"Okay."

Jiang Zhige said softly and resolutely.

He Xiao took a deep breath and pulled out the handle of the arrow with one hand! All he could hear was the snort of arrows pulling away from his flesh, and then her blood splattered out and splashed on his face with heat! He didn't have time to wipe the stool, and with the other hand, he skillfully applied the medicated gauze to her wound and held it tightly!

His forehead was already sweating profusely!

And she just snorted and bit her lower lip until she bit out a white mark!

Between her long hair, she was already sweating like rain.

And she was stoic in her slightly open eyes.

He Xiao had never seen such a woman.

It's obviously so painful that it can't be done, but it's still holding on, moving the lower limit of his forbearance step by step. is obviously a delicate woman, but she wants to be as strong as a man.

obviously has an arm that can be bitten, but he still insists on biting himself.

He doesn't understand. But he was shocked.

She's special.

"Are you alright?"

Jiang Zhige only felt that the medicine quickly entered her veins, and the pain made her can't help but ask softly.

"Bandage it again, and you'll be fine. Bear with me. ”

He Xiao pulled over the little remaining cloth belt and fixed the gauze on her shoulder, and her movements were a little more gentle than usual.

He was afraid of hurting her.

In the moonlight, she was as cold as the moon, and stoic as ice and fire.

It made him sigh.

In the wind, he slowly stood up, gently took off his coat, walked behind her, landed lightly on her shoulder, and said softly: "It's windy on the mountain, put on a better coat." ”

Jiang Zhige was slightly stunned before she understood his intentions, smiled slightly, and said gratefully, "Thank you." ”

"No, you don't."

He never wanted to pull out an arrow for her again.

It's too torturous.

He no longer wants her to be shot.

Too painful.

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