May you fight with the world for many years, still full of freshness, may you go through hardships, and still love the years. The rest of your life is long, you have to work hard and move forward.

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The perimeter of the island is forbidden arts.

Inside the island, there is the morning breeze and sun, the falling flowers and the winter snow.

The eyes are snow-white, the body is surrounded by rippling waves, and the head is down is the floating swimming fish, everything is drowned by the beautiful scenery, and the ears are silent.

The tip of the nose of the Dragon Boat Festival at night was itchy, and when I raised my hand to touch it, it turned out to be the hair of Cha Duoyu, and the sea breeze blew the snowflakes so that the already wet short hair of Cha Duoyu condensed a layer of frost and mist.

Flying Mirror under the Moon, Yunsheng Knot Sea Tower, this island is not a place to stay for a long time, because there must be pursuers outside the forbidden art.

Night Dragon Boat Festival carried tea and fish on his back and walked to the center of the island, there is no shelter on this island, so Night Dragon Boat Festival found three big umbrellas and a blanket from the storage tools on his body.

The blanket was spread under Cha Duoyu's body, the big umbrella was propped up on the top of Cha Duoyu's head and sideways, six silver pills, two people were divided in half, three for each person, and then sat on the ground by himself during the night Dragon Boat Festival, he needed to recover his strength as soon as possible.

The big umbrella looks very ordinary, but it has some unique features.

The water-soaked clothes began to dry slowly, the sky was still drifting with snowflakes, but the umbrella was as warm as spring.

In the sky above the forbidden center, the circular hole seemed to have become a funnel between heaven and earth, and large snowflakes poured down, falling snow.

Look far away.

The night Dragon Boat Festival and tea and fish have become a scenery of the island.

A man and a woman, three big umbrellas, one lying and one sitting, just like a picture.

The sky changed slightly.

The snow has increased dramatically.

The cold wind began to pour into the umbrella in wisps, and the unconscious Cha Duoyu shivered, and a slight murmur came out of his mouth, which seemed to be very painful.

Night Dragon Boat Festival, who was stepping up to recover his strength, opened his eyes, sighed, swept the pale and desolate island, there was nothing he could do, and he reached out to measure the temperature of Cha Duoyu's forehead, which was a little hot, but it should be fine.

It was full of snow all around.

It's unrealistic to make a fire, it seems that there is no water, let alone food, and the night Dragon Boat Festival is not good at these things of life. When I walked the world before, these trivial things were all the responsibility of the team members.

"She seems to be a little cold, huh?" The big umbrella was adjusted during the Dragon Boat Festival, but the effect was average.

"The spiritual sea has been emptied, just to replenish the power of the elixir, it is indeed a little insufficient." Night Dragon Boat Festival frowned slightly.

"#......" Cha Duoyu continued to murmur in a coma, as if he had said something, but he didn't understand it during the Dragon Boat Festival anyway.

I can't understand it, but I can also feel that the tea is very uncomfortable and painful.

"Thirsty ......"

This night Dragon Boat Festival heard clearly, the tea is thirsty.

But there's no water.

At night, the Dragon Boat Festival had to pick up a small ball of snow and stuff it into Chaduoyu's mouth, but the snow did not melt, which caused Chaduoyu to cough violently and cough up blood.

There was a rush of hands.

Fighting with Rakshasa is what the Night Dragon Boat Festival is good at, taking care of people? It's the first time!

Night Dragon Boat frowned and thought for about a minute, and slowly put his wrist to the mouth of Cha Duoyu, and his fingertips melted into the air, and a wound appeared on his wrist.

Bright red with a touch of bright silver blood flowed out slowly.

When his wrist came to Cha Duoyu's mouth, he was bitten directly. The blood, from the wrist of the night Dragon Boat Festival, flowed into the mouth of Cha Duoyu, and the ghost drank the blood of the Bodhisattva.

Hot blood.

The spiritual sea of tea and fish directly began to boil, and the heavenly clouds and the struggling that were hiding in the spiritual sea began to cheer, and even the core of the spiritual sea, the lotus of ghosts and gods, began to bloom the third flower.

Three flowers!

The realm has been raised again!

Cha Duoyu drank seven mouthfuls of blood, and took his wrist back at the Dragon Boat Festival.

"Benevolence and righteousness have been exhausted."

"You see, I even gave you the blood of the Bodhisattva to drink, and it doesn't matter if it's cold again."

"You lend me the power of the ghosts and gods in your body, and I will pay back the blood of your bodhisattva, the two do not owe each other, fair and just, I don't like to owe people anything." Night Dragon Boat Festival muttered to the unconscious tea fish.

Maybe it's because I think the tea and fish are too thin.

At night during the Dragon Boat Festival, he even took off his long clothes and wrapped them around Cha Duoyu's body, but fortunately, Cha Duoyu's own clothes had been dried by a big umbrella.

The Bodhisattva's long robe wrapped the tea and fish tightly, revealing only a small face, a red little face, very cute.

Cha Duoyu's body finally stopped shivering, and stopped murmuring, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, a very touching smile, very sweet.

Let's be honest.

When the tea is not fierce, it is very attractive, and it is the type that looks better the more you look at it.

Night Dragon Boat Festival was stunned, glanced at it, turned his head, and couldn't help but look at it after a while.

Originally, Cha Duoyu's face had improved significantly after drinking the blood of the Bodhisattva, but it didn't take long for him to start trembling again, and even his teeth began to tremble, I don't know if it was the sequelae.

Night Dragon Boat Festival put his finger on Cha Duoyu's forehead, it was hot, a ghost in the psychic realm, he actually had a fever? The night Dragon Boat Festival is actually a sudden illness and rushed to the doctor, his realm is much higher than that of Cha Duoyu, and the blood of the Bodhisattva does have a healing effect, but Cha Duoyu may not be able to absorb this huge energy.

The energy of the Bodhisattva's blood can even destroy her meridians completely, turning her into an ordinary person.

The temperature of Cha Duoyu's body began to get higher and higher, his cheeks were burned red, and there was not even a drop of sweat on his forehead.

"Cold ......"

Well, Chaduoyu started muttering in his dreams again.

One word made Ye Duanwu's heart begin to struggle constantly: "The pill is fed to you, the umbrella is propped up for you, the clothes are worn for you, the blood is also eaten for you, it's still cold, is it possible for me to hold you for warmth?" ”

"Cold ......"

Cha Duoyu continued to murmur, she in the dream and her awake were completely two people, two extremes.

"It's hard for a strong man to make such a request."

"I hugged you, you will definitely turn your face with me when you wake up."

"You decide for yourself, do you need to hug or not?" At night, the Dragon Boat Festival reasoned with a comatose girl, and the girl thought of it.

“…… &a;a; ”

Look, the tea and fish are a burst of bird language, so I asked you if you understand.

"This is what you asked for, you have a fever, you are cold, you forced me, forced me."

When Cha Duoyu shouted cold for the third time, Ye Duanwu gritted his teeth, stretched out his hand and gently hugged Cha Duoyu, and then held it in his arms. At the beginning, the night Dragon Boat Festival just let his body touch the body of Cha Duoyu slightly, but before he could make any moves, the tea Duoyu in his arms subconsciously twisted his body, and the whole person squeezed into the arms of the Night Dragon Boat Festival.

Cha Duoyu's head rubbed against his chest during the Dragon Boat Festival.

That's what it looks like.

It's like a wounded kitten.

The night Dragon Boat Festival began to slowly operate the spiritual power, and while recovering, he made his body as warm as possible, but he didn't know where to put his raised hand.

After a long time of rowing, finally, his left hand was placed on the back of Cha Duoyu, and his right hand stopped Cha Duoyu's head.