A random handful of cloth wrapped in grass ash was tied to her head with rope, as if this would stop the bleeding from the wound.

A thin coat wrapped around her body, and the cold of early winter slipped into her body.

The temperature of her body slowly decreased, but then it rose suddenly, obviously with a high fever.

The head was bruised, the bleeding was not stopping, the weather was still cold, and the clothes did not keep away the cold, resulting in a high fever.

Ye Yanxun, who had just woken up, just wanted to say one thing: MMP

How could Ben Xian's body be so fragile, and which reptile would dare to treat her like this.

She tried to mobilize her spiritual power, but found that there was no movement in her body at all, let alone spiritual power, and there was not even much vitality left in this body.

When a body is lifeless, it is equivalent to a dead person, but she clearly knows that she is not dead and cannot die.

Alas, trouble!

The girl's thick and slightly curled eyelashes trembled gently like butterfly wings, and the blood marks left on her face added a terrifying meaning to her, as if she was about to wake up in the next moment, but after all, she still couldn't open her eyes.

The body was restrained with both hands, and it was forced to cling to the body of the thin and thin teenager under him.

The young man's back was very warm, but the bones of his body separated the person on his back painfully, the young man walked straight on his back quickly with a calm foot, the bumps were extremely uncomfortable, but his body was so sore that he couldn't exert a little strength.

It's really ...... Aggrieved.

When did Ben Xian suffer such a grievance, and how did those fools make her look like this.

Suddenly, the buzzing sound in my ears became louder and louder, and my confused mind was shaken.

She shook her head, feeling her head filled with heavy water, and it seemed to be flowing.

Ye Yanxun's body was hot, and a sense of irritability emerged, she subconsciously clinged to the cool body under her, only to feel that her consciousness was much clearer.

Ye Yanxun let out a satisfied sigh, his crimson cheeks rubbing his cool back.

Yes! Comfortable!

She felt the cool thing suddenly tense, and the bumps beneath her disappeared.

But before she could enjoy the coolness, her body churned, and her hot body suddenly broke away from the man, and there was a pain under her body, and the coat on her shoulders slipped to the ground, and the coat was still hot and hot.

Ye Yanxun felt a cold hand grabbing her arm, and then one was forced, and someone was rudely pushed to the ground.

The scrawny body was exposed, covered only by a thin silky garment, from the shoulders to the arms, from the knees to the ankles, through the blood-stained veil.

The cold swept over the weak body, but the body became hotter and hotter.

A sense of annoyance and violence filled the whole body in an instant.

Ye Yanxun, who has a high fever, has no self-control in the past, and now she only wants to kill.

She forced herself to open her eyes, but she could only see a blurry shadow, and her fingers lifted with difficulty, and she slowly stood up with her body swaying.

Her legs suddenly ached, staggering as if she was about to fall in the next moment, but she thrust her palms on the ground, supported her body, and finally stood up.

Jokes, even if this immortal holds on, it is impossible to make a fool of himself in front of outsiders.

The shrill buzzing in her ears seemed to have vanished as soon as she moved, leaving only an eerie silence.

The girl's dark eyes suddenly opened.

Her cheeks were an abnormal crimson, and even in late autumn, her forehead was covered with dense sweat.