Chapter 333: Survival

Wei Luo slowly opened his eyes.

The place where she lay was a hut, which was old, and there were three or four big holes in the grass wall. But it's summer, and the south wind is blowing in, which makes it cool inside.

She only glanced at it, then closed her eyes tiredly.

Suddenly, Wei Luo remembered something.

She reached out and tried to cover her lower abdomen.

As soon as this hand moved, a sharp pain hit her whole body, and she couldn't help but snort softly.

At this moment, there was a creak, and the small door of the hut was opened, and a tall young man bowed in.

He walked with the light on his back and walked straight in front of Wei Luo, and Wei Luo saw his face clearly.

This is a young man in his twenties, with a simple face and very dark skin. As soon as he looked at Wei Luo's eyes, as if he was frightened, he hurriedly took a step back, lowered his head, and asked sneeringly, "You, woke up?" ”

Wei Luo stared at the robe on his body, which was embroidered with Yuntai Pavilion.

After staring, she closed her eyes and opened her mouth in a low voice, only to find that her voice was hoarse and dry, "What's wrong with me?" ”

Hearing her speak, the young man hurriedly stepped forward, rubbed his hands, lowered his head, and replied carefully: "You, you are very seriously injured and have shed a lot of blood. And, besides, the doctor said, your child is gone. ”

The child is gone!

A sharp pain hit Wei Luo's chest.

She closed her eyes tightly and let two lines of tears welling up in the corners of her eyes.

The young man comforted him with a sneer: "You, you are in a panic. You, you are seriously injured, and you can take care of it with peace of mind. ”

Wei Luo slowly opened his eyes.

She looked up at the top of her head and muttered, "Why didn't I die?" ”

As soon as he said this, the young man seemed to have gained strength. As soon as his voice was raised, he gushed endlessly: "It's very strange that there is an extremely gentle and endless inner breath in your body. I, I found out that you have all the pulses! ”

When he said 'all the pulses are connected', the young man's voice was raised high, full of surprise and excitement, as if he had seen the treasures of the world.

Wei Luo's thoughts were all on her lost child, and she muttered to herself and said bitterly, "Why didn't I die? ”

The young man's voice was lowered, as if he had calmed down a bit, and he continued, "You are very badly wounded, and you are bleeding too much. When I rescued you, your heart beat weakly. ”

Speaking of this, there was a little surprise in his voice, "If it weren't for the fact that after all the veins are connected, those vitality hidden in the Wonder Sutra overflows, protecting your heart, and you are still in the state of internal circulation." You have been drowned in the river. ”

Wei Luo couldn't hear it.

All she knew was that she wasn't dead, and her child, was gone.

She raised the corners of her mouth, lowered her head, and said to herself again, "Why didn't I die?" ”

This sentence, the voice is very soft and very low.

The young man sensed that her expression was wrong, and after looking at Wei Luo for a while, he sat down on the edge of her collapse, and looked at her with his head raised like this.

Wei Luo, who was extremely tired and weak, closed his eyes again.

After a while, she opened her eyes again.

As soon as she opened her eyes, she looked at the young man who was anxiously avoiding her, a little shy and uneasy.

Such a look is not unfamiliar to Wei Luo.

She looked at his robe embroidered with pavilions on his body, and asked in a low voice, "Are you from Chu?" ”

"Yes."

The young man was very happy to see her open her mouth again, and he hurriedly raised his head and said, "I am from Chu." Yes, yes, I don't want to hurt you, I didn't hurt you。。。。。。 ”

After repeating a few words incoherently, he reached out and patted his forehead, and after a moment's pause, said, "I know that they want to kill you." I searched down the river for a long time before I found you. When I rescued you, you were immersed in the river for two quarters. If you are an ordinary person, you will definitely die, I really didn't expect that you have all the pulses. ”

As soon as he said "all the pulses are connected", his voice was mentioned again, and he became excited again.

Wei Luo's dry lips moved. Seeing this, the young man hurriedly stood up, took a glass of water from the stone platform next to him, and carefully brought the water to Wei Luo's lips, and said in a very soft voice, "Take a sip of water to moisten it." ”

He was so skillful at this move that he seemed to have done it many times.

Wei Luo responded to the glass of water and took a sip slowly. The smell of the water was strange, a little sour and bitter, not like water, but like a potion that was not thickly fried.

She couldn't lift her head, she couldn't move her body, and when she moved, the pain was unbearable. Therefore, in order not to pull the wound, even though her lips were chapped, she only took a small sip.

The young man returned the glass of water to its place, sat down in front of her collapse, and continued: "You, your wounds are very serious, and you are bleeding too much, and when I get you up, even if your internal circulation has been completed, your life is in danger. I got some ginseng and fed it to you every day. ”

When he said this, he said not without heartache: "I asked the doctor to see it." You have that sword on your back, stuck between two ribs. The tip of the sword pierced the lungs. You, if you don't have an internal circulation, even the divine doctor will be powerless. Thankfully, fortunately. ”

This, without him saying it, Wei Luo also felt a blockage in his chest. There is a tearing illusion that I want to cough my heart and lungs out. Because of this, she has been holding her breath. After being reminded repeatedly by this young man, Wei Luo suddenly found that he had been holding his breath for so long? How could she hold her breath like this all the time without anything?

Is the inner loop complete? Does this mean that she can breathe without her mouth and nose?

After Wei Luo asked this, he thought for a while, and then felt tired.

She closed her eyes again and fell into a deep sleep.

When Wei Luo woke up again, it was the afternoon of the next day.

As soon as she opened her eyes, she heard a middle-aged woman cry out happily, "Shuya, are you awake?" The voice was crisp and urgent, and it was a standard Chu sound.

The middle-aged woman greeted her and poured water for her. After she fed Wei Luo and swallowed the medicinal water in her mouth, she said, "Wu has gone up the mountain, he wants to get you ginseng." Sister these days, if it weren't for the fact that she was hanging for her life, it would be inappropriate. ”

Wu, is that honest young man?

Wei Luo looked at this middle-aged woman with a very capable face, and asked hoarsely, "Where is this?" ”

"This is a place to go."

After she explained, she glanced at Wei Luo and sighed: "Shuya, if the baby is gone, it will be gone, and regeneration will be." ”

Speaking of this, she paused slightly, and asked curiously: "Shuya, your baby is not a martial artist, right?" Wu this Lang, swordsmanship is good and sincere, you don't lose anything if you follow him. ”

This is really boring.

Wei Luo closed his eyes and ignored them again.

She tried to move, but this movement was followed by another sharp pain.

At this time, the middle-aged woman was already anxiously shouting: "Rest, rest!" The flesh on your back is rotten, and you just put herbs on it, and it bleeds when you move. ”

She said quickly and quickly, Wei Luo listened, thought about it, and realized that the wound on his back would not only crack if he moved, but also rot.

Rot?

Wei Luo thought: It seems that if it weren't for my excellent physique, I'm afraid that I would have a fever now.

She knows that people who have all the pulses and have completed their internal circulation are much stronger than ordinary people, and their resistance is much greater.

It can be said that she is now nourished by the endless vitality in her body. Therefore, if she hurts her lungs, she can hold her breath without coughing or breathing, and she can rest and let her lungs heal slowly. The wound is rotten, and she can also not have a fever and not get worse.

No wonder that Wu said that she would have died long ago if it weren't for the fact that the internal circulation had been completed and all the veins were connected.

Amid the woman's nagging, Wei Luo lay motionless on the bed.

She was in a trance, her heart ached for a while, she thought of Jingling for a while, remembered the scene of diving, and couldn't help but think of the martial arts who saved her.

Thinking about it, she fell asleep again in a trance.

This time, Wei Luo slept very unsteadily, and frequently woke up from his dreams. Several times, in her dreams, she saw her chubby child, who was crawling towards her with his little chubby hand.

Whenever this time, she is in tears in her dreams. At this time, a hand carefully wiped away her tears.

When Wei Luo was fully awake again, it was already night, and a candle was burning in the hut, and in the dim light of the candle, Wu was kneeling on the collapse with his back to her, carefully wiping a long sword.

The sword, the yellow light is clear, the light can be seen, and you can know that it is a good sword at a glance.

Wei Luo looked at him and whispered, "Thank you for saving me." ”

With a whoosh, Wu quickly turned around. He looked at Wei Luo in surprise, his dark face flushing when he met her eyes that had regained their brightness.

Wu grinned, rubbed his big hands, and said sneeringly: "Hugh Xie, Hugh Xie." ”

Wei Luo looked at him and asked, "Have you known me for a long time?" ”

Wu Hao nodded cheekily, and said sneeringly: "Last year, you were surrounded by my Chu people, and when you escaped from the city with the Marquis of Jin, I saw it. ”

Speaking of this, he grinned and smirked for a while, and said embarrassedly: "You are as beautiful as a goddess, and my companions have scolded you and praised you." However, I feel that you really can't help it. The first king killed himself, and the blame lies with the Chu people, and he shouldn't hold a grudge against you as a woman. I, I heard that they were going to kill you this time, and I quietly followed. I wanted to call you away, but I couldn't. When I saw you jumping into the river, I hurriedly dived into the water from downstream. But it was almost too late. ”

This martial artist looks honest, but whether it is the sword he holds, the way he speaks, or his understanding of internal forces, it shows that this person is not ordinary.

Of course, with Wei Luo's eyesight, he had already discovered that Wu Shi was a master at the level of a great swordsman.

He is only in his twenties, and he has this achievement, which is also good among the world. Of course, Wu is not an immortal genius like her and Yin Yun and Jian Ji.

From Wu's mouth, Wei Luo felt his infatuation.

However, these are what Wei Luo Wanwan does not want to be contaminated.

She closed her eyes again.

Feeling that her face was not good-looking, Wu hurriedly called: "But the wound is cracked and hurts again?" I'll call the slang woman to change your dressing. ”

Wei Luo shook her head, and at the mention of the wound, she immediately remembered. At that moment, she cleared her throat and said calmly, "I have carrion on my back, and I need to cut it off before I can produce new flesh." ”

Wu looked at her worriedly, and after a while, he gritted his teeth and said, "Yes, I will call the slang woman in." ”