Chapter 120: There Are Gentle Times
Yuan Yang's hand was still caressing Feng Lone's face, and Feng Lone's hand was also lying on Feng Yang's hand, neither of them seemed to react, but was a little stunned, and suddenly fell silent.
Yuan Yang suddenly touched a somewhat viscous liquid on her fingertips, and she secretly snorted, "Are you bleeding?" ”
Feng Xiao didn't answer, just let go of Yuan Yang's hand and reached out to wipe the bloodshot from the corner of his mouth. Only then did Yuan Yang react that his whole body was holding Feng Lone's body, and she blushed at the moment, and was about to turn over, but she had no strength at all, and her body didn't seem to belong to her.
In this way, Yuan Yang blushed and fell on Feng Lone's body in embarrassment.
"You should not have saved me, and then you would not have suffered this sin." Yuan Yang was a little ashamed, and poured out his thoughts without strength.
Feng was silent for a long time, still cold, and said as if he didn't care: "I didn't plan to save you, but I just can't see it." ”
Yuan Yang was a little disappointed, Feng Lone's innocuous answer made her feel a little uncomfortable, "I'm not your classmate, I'm not your subordinate, you should have ignored it and left me to fend for myself." ”
"You should rejoice that you have managed to get into the water with a kamikaze out of your wings, and not blame yourself." Feng Xiao learned the tone of Yuan Yang and said coldly.
After hearing this, Yuan Yang snorted lightly, but immediately smiled, "That's right, I should be happy, I didn't expect that your dignified kamikaze envoy would also have this day." After speaking, before he could wait for Feng Shi to respond, there was a trace of pain in his left shoulder.
Yuan Yang snorted, weakly reached out to his left shoulder, Yuan Yang moved lightly on Feng Lone's body, and Feng Lone naturally felt it clearly. Yuan Yang's right hand gently held the stone thorn inserted into his left shoulder, and wanted to pull it out, but he had no strength at the moment, so he had to give up.
However, the wound on his left shoulder was still bleeding slowly and painfully. At this time, Yuan Yang's Yun Sheng Sword emitted a faint blue light, and Yuan Yang knew that Yun Sheng Sword had been following him all along.
With the faint light of the Yunsheng Sword, Feng Jing could see the wound on Yuan Yang's left shoulder, which was bleeding black blood at the moment. Feng Lonely frowned, he struggled to sit up, he also had no strength, it took a long time from lying on the ground to sitting up straight.
Feng Lin gently hugged the weak Yuan Yang with both hands, and with the residual spiritual power, he sacrificed the Zili Sword hidden in his arm, the purple light of the Zili Sword flickered, and the light of the two swords illuminated Yuan Yang and Feng Liang and their surroundings.
Feng Jing looked at Yuan Yang's wound, and his voice was still a little cold, "You are poisoned!" ”
"What ......" Yuan Yang asked weakly, looking down at his left shoulder, and now there was the light emitted by the Yunsheng Sword and the Zili Sword, and Yuan Yang could see that the wound was already a little black and purple.
Feng Silence didn't speak, but reached over his hand, Xu was weak, his hands were a little trembling, holding the stone thorn Feng Silence, looking a little hesitant. Thinking about it, Feng Lonely was afraid that Yuan Yang would be in pain, so he just held the stone thorn at the moment, and did not pull it out.
Yuan Yang's body trembled incessantly, and his eyes were full of worry and fear. Seeing that Yuan Yang was like this, Feng Lonely said lightly: "If you don't treat your wounds, I'm afraid your hand will be abolished." Not only that, but if this poison spreads to your heart, it will kill you. ”
After hearing this, his face was already pale, and after thinking for a moment, he closed his eyes, bit his lip, and said, "You pull it out, what is the pain for a while, I don't want to lose my left hand." ”
Feng Silence was stunned for a moment, and then he didn't say anything more, and was about to pull out the stone thorn, but Beacon Silence watched the blood on the wound turn black, but his hand was a little hesitant. Seeing that Feng Xiao had not moved for a long time, Yuan Yang couldn't help but open his eyes and asked, "What's wrong?" ”
Feng Xiao lowered his eyebrows and was silent, he didn't know what he was thinking, and there was still no movement in his hand, but Yuan Yang said: "Don't worry, I'm not afraid of pain, what are you afraid of?" It's rare for a kamikaze to hesitate. After speaking, Yuan Yang chuckled weakly a few times.
"Really?" Feng Shi asked coldly, but his hand quickly pulled out the stone thorn.
"Ahh Yuan Yang was in pain, and immediately fainted in Feng Lone's arms. Seeing this, Feng Shi was also stunned, but he still ripped off a piece of the corner of his clothes, and actually wiped the black blood on the edge of the wound.
The slightest pain, like a sword scraping his heart, Yuan Yang woke up in pain, smelling the faint clear breath on Feng Lone's body, Yuan Yang was shocked, struggling to raise her head, trying to sit up straight, but now she is like a snake without bones, paralyzed and leaning in Feng Lone's arms.
"Bear with me." Seeing that Yuan Yang woke up, Feng Shi hurriedly said, this sentence was not as cold-blooded and ruthless as before, but had more concern and worry.
Yuan Yang nodded obediently and leaned on Feng Shan's shoulder, and Feng Liang looked at Yuan Yang's wound a little distracted, and Shi Cai's hand that was still wiping Yuan Yang's wound suddenly suspended in the air, as if he was thinking about something.
After a while, Feng Shi held his breath, wanting to say something, but he didn't know how to speak, so he went back and forth, and finally said unhurriedly: "Your wound is poisonous, you have to suck it out." ”
Yuan Yang didn't think about it, just hummed.
Feng Lonely's body stiffened, looked at Yuan Yang in a daze, and said, "You have to suck it out." He emphasized.
"Suck it, suck it." Yuan Yang said painlessly, but suddenly felt that something was wrong, and after thinking about it carefully, his cheeks were fiery red, and he shouted, "What? Want to suck it out? What to suck out? In fact, Yuan Yang already has the answer to this question in his heart.
Feng Shi was stunned again, he suddenly felt that the current thing was causing him a headache, and the look on his face was a little unnatural, "Then you say, what do you use to suck?" ”
Yuan Yang really wanted to find a hole to get into, and never appear in front of Feng Lone's eyes again, and now the two of them were still so close, and he was still lying in his arms. Yuan Yang's mind was in a mess, and he didn't care about anything anymore, so he immediately said: "You can suck whatever you want, what am I afraid of?" ”
Feng Silence seemed to be choked, and he was silent for a long time before he said slowly: "It seems that you are very willing." ”
When Yuan Yang heard this, he was even more ashamed, gritted his teeth and said, "Feng Lone, what do I want to look like?" Didn't you say that if I didn't treat this wound in time, my hand would be useless? ”
"That's right, you want to, I don't." Feng said slowly, as if returning to the arrogant look he had when he first saw him.
Yuan Yang really didn't want to lose a hand like this, so he let it go, and said with some indignation: "Birdman, Feng Lone, oh no, kamikaze, you will send the Buddha to the west and save people to the end." But you and I are not at odds with each other, and I shouldn't beg you like this, and you have no obligation to save me, so you might as well throw me into the wilderness and leave me to fend for myself......"
At this point, Feng Lin gently ripped off the shirt on his shoulder, revealing snow-white shoulders and shocking wounds, and Feng Lin was stunned again.
Yuan Yang was shocked and ashamed, and before he could react, he saw Feng Xiao bury his head on Yuan Yang's left shoulder, and gently sucked out the venom from the wound on Yuan Yang's left shoulder.
Yuan Yang's body shook greatly, the wound didn't seem to be painful, but there was an endless feeling of numbness, that feeling hit the nerves of the whole body, numb and itchy, like thousands of ants crawling on the back, and it seemed like a clear spring passing by, this feeling, Yuan Yang was a little resistant, and a little reluctant.
His mind was blank and buzzing, and he couldn't tell the difference between black and white, but his body trembled slightly, and his hand unconsciously grabbed the placket on Feng Li's chest, and he was reluctant to let go.
Feng Lin sucked out the venom from the wound of the Yuan, and every time he sucked it, he quietly spit the venom on the other side, until the wound of the Yuan Yang returned to bright red flesh and blood, and Feng Lin stopped, and he tore off the corner of his clothes, and the white corner of the clothes was lightly bandaged on the wound of the Yuanyang.
"Alright." Feng Silence spit out these two words with some hesitation, his face was slightly hot at the moment, and Yuan Yang was lying on his body, especially his heartbeat, Yuan Yang felt it clearly, and he was a little embarrassed to think about it, otherwise how could his heart be so fast now.
Yuan Yang didn't know what to say next, so he clutched the placket on Feng Lone's chest tightly and simply pretended to sleep.