The more anxious he was, the slower time passed, and he poked in place for about half an hour, but it seemed that the second half of his life had passed, and finally, in the distance, he saw a few vague figures coming from the side of the hill. He hurried up to meet him, and without seeing who it was, he shouted, "Green night! Blue Night—"

Du Yuanyuan's cloud dress was really verbose, and he almost didn't trip over it several times, he irritably untied his belt and threw it aside, threw away the small pillow wrapped around his waist, and ran all the way with his clothes. When he ran closer, he was able to distinguish the appearance of the person, and he was stunned for a moment, his mind as if he had been struck by electricity, and he went blank for a moment.

I saw Bai Wei and Xue Qiantu holding a person on the left and right, that person was wearing a dark cloud robe, the placket was red with a large area of blood, his head was slightly lowered, his black hair was hanging down, and his face was very pale, but even so, Du Yuanyuan would never be mistaken, who was not Mo Qingye. Relieved, he hurriedly ran forward, really a little panicked, "What's wrong with him!" Qingye, you say something, you won't die. ”

"Get out! ......" Mo Qingye's voice was weak, but his attitude was still the same, "What do you stupid people say...... If it's unlucky, do you want to curse Benjun to die! ”

Xiaomo was intermittent, looking like he was about to collapse at any time, seeing that Du Yuanyuan was anxious, staring at Xue Qiantu and said, "You should think of a way!" ”

"What do I think?" Xue Qiantu pushed him away and said, "Get out of the way, don't get in the way, hurry up and carry your husband back to the house." ”

"I'll carry him, quickly." Du squatted down remotely, "Light, I think he's going to die." ”

"What are you talking about!" Mo Qingye was so angry that a mouthful of blood spurted out, "I'm not dead yet!" Are you so anxious for me to die! ”

"I'm not in a hurry." Du couldn't explain clearly, "Hurry up." ”

"Not necessarily! Benjun himself will go. Mo Qingye gasped and coughed twice, bloodshot stained his thin lips, in front of his little friend, how could the dignified Qingwang put down his face and let his wife carry it, Xiaomo's best thing is to be strong, grit his teeth and swallow it himself, so he straightened his waist, pushed away Bai Wei and Xue Qiantu, covered his chest and took a few steps forward, but it was a distance of three or five steps, he fell to the ground, Du Yuan stomped his foot anxiously, rushed over to help him up, and hugged Mo Qingye horizontally, "You can do it, save it." ”

"Let me go!" Mo Qingye desperately resisted with the last trace of strength, saving his respect, but to no avail, his body was seriously injured, too weak, and he was carried away by Xiao Du lightly.

Bai and Xue followed closely behind, holding their arms to protect them, for fear that Du Yuan would not pay attention to Mo Qingye and drop Mo Qingye to the ground, Xiao Du's hair was grabbed by Mo Qingye fiercely, and he pulled hard, he completely ignored Xue Qiantu and said, "Why didn't you pick him up just now." ”

"Hold him? He's got to do the math. Xue Qiantu wiped the beads of sweat oozing from his forehead, "He doesn't agree, who dares to hug me, then he won't be able to eat me when he's better." ”

……

"Hugh is talking nonsense!" Mo Qingye was injured like this, and he was not forgiving on his mouth, so he reprimanded Xue Qiantu every minute and second, and then he suddenly pressed his chest and coughed violently, blood overflowed along the corners of his mouth, and Du Yuan** was a little scared, Mo Qingye wouldn't really be able to bear it.

After this period of contact, although he can't talk about how he likes it, he also breeds a touch of emotion, what kind of emotion is it, Du Yuan himself can't tell, he only knows that looking at Mo Qingye's appearance, he is very worried. "Bai Wei, you wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth."

"Come on, Qingye, although the handkerchief of this seat has not been washed for several days, it can still be used, don't move."

"Take it away! Dishcloth. Mo Qingye turned his head and dodged the handkerchief that Bai Wei pasted, "Benjun doesn't want to get sores in his mouth." ”

"It's not that serious." Bai Wei sighed and said to Du Yuanyuan: "It's not that I don't wipe it." ”

At that time, Xue Qiantu on the side said with anxious eyes, "Qingye, you must hold on, in case you have three long and two short, how is it good to call my sister, and she will be widowed at a young age." ”

"Shut up!" Mo Qingye rolled his eyes, and almost didn't come up and turn his back in one breath, "You guys one by one, are you willing to be angry with Benjun!" ”

"No, look at your temper again, didn't I tell the truth." Xue Qiantu shook his head sadly.

"Ahem." Mo Qingye coughed again, brushed aside Du Yuan's hand that was touching his hair comfortingly, and stared at Xue Qiantu fiercely, "You put a hundred hearts, even if Benjun really goes, then Qingyun Mountain is still yours!" ”

"Look at what you said, it seems that I, Xue Qiantu, am greedy for wealth and nobility, and I'm just worried about you."

"That's it!" Mo Qingye gasped several times sharply, "Shut your mouth for me, shut up!" ”

Du Yuanyuan had to secretly admire Mo Qingye, with such a group of jackals and bad friends, he can still stand and live until now, which is really a skill. "Qingye, you have a healing elixir."

"Heal what wounds." Mo Qingye said angrily, "How can this injury be cured by a few prescriptions." ”

"Ahh Du Yuanyuan's eyes widened, and he said while trotting and hugging him, "Then what should I do!" ”

"It's okay." The corners of Mo Qingye's lips kept blood gushing out, but his expression was very indifferent, "Benjun can practice in retreat for a few months." ”

"Ahh Du Yuan's heart fell to the ground, "I'm scared to death." ”