The moment he got off the horse, Di Jiu hugged Fu Hanqing tightly and turned over, carrying it quite heavily on his back, shaking the wounds on his body, and finally couldn't help but snort lowly.

Chasing the wind anxiously stretched his neck to touch him, neighing and urging his master to hurry up and get on the horse again.

His body was already in pain everywhere, and it seemed that there were hundreds of people fighting in his head, and his chest was reborn and pressed against him, and it was difficult to even breathe, and he had to keep circling around him by the wind.

Di Jiu smiled bitterly, just collapsed on the ground like that, closed his eyes and rested, and was barely able to lift up a little energy, and comforted Chasing the wind: "Man, don't scream, I have no strength." ”

I really didn't expect that I would be reduced to the point where I didn't even have the strength to get on the horse and hurry.

Yesterday, when I found Fu Hanqing under the guidance of chasing the wind. His body was shrunk into a ball, his eyes, ears, mouth, and nose were covered with blood, and his shape was extremely miserable.

When he called him, he didn't wake up, so he took his hand and carefully transmitted the last trace of internal force into his body. But I only felt that there were countless mighty and exciting forces in front of me that were biting each other and devouring each other frantically. In just that moment, Di Jiu was so uncomfortable that he almost wanted to vomit blood. Fortunately, his own internal force was also faint at this time, so he was not caught up in it and injured again. It's just that I can't help but be shocked, and I can't suppress the slightest worry. What will happen to this body that is suffering from the crazy impact of such countless forces?

However, with his current ability, all he can do is grit his teeth and strengthen his true qi, point at a few key points on Fu Hanqing's chest, and barely protect him at all.

Holding a man and getting back on the horse. Taking the path and taking the barren path, carefully sweeping away all traces, avoiding being tracked by the Shura Sect to find out his whereabouts, this is a great burden for his tired and weak body at the moment.

After doing this all night, both physically and mentally exhausted. Seeing the sun slowly coming out in the distance, I saw that there was a whole flush in my eyes. For a while, the world was spinning, and finally he slipped off the horse's back.

Fu Hanqing was dazed and unconscious, and Di Jiu himself was also confused.

If he hadn't hard-wired someone like Fu Hanqing who couldn't move, he wouldn't have been so tired. It's just why take this waste man, what benefits can it be with him, and what use value will it have in the future. He couldn't actually think of it at all.

If you can't think of it, you won't think about it. Gritted his teeth and sat up, then stood up with Fu Hanqing in his arms, and staggered to a sheltered corner under the nearby cliff. The last few steps were already stumbling over, and when he sat down, he could no longer hold the person in his hand, and let him fall.

Di Jiu didn't have the strength to help him anymore, but he leaned back to the mountain rock tiredly, raised his eyes to look at the lonely four wildernesses, and was still a little happy in his heart. At least, such an embarrassing and ridiculous look. In the end, I didn't call the second person to look at it.

Lowered his head and looked at Fu Hanqing again. But I saw that this man's body was curled up again.

Di Jiu actually laughed lightly. This guy turned out to be dizzy, and he was as afraid of the cold as when he was sleeping?

Sit forward slightly, leaning over and reaching out, trying again to take the unconscious body into his arms.

fingertips, whether it is the hands, forehead, face. It's all cold.

Di Jiu frowned and hesitated slightly. Finally, I dispelled the idea of starting a fire. For his current body, picking up some firewood everywhere to make a fire is too difficult work, not to mention, the fireworks are very likely to attract some people he least wants to see at this time.

Sighing, Di Jiu had no choice but to let Fu Hanqing lean on top of him, stretch out his hands, starting from his palms, slowly, little by little.

In this way, slowly rubbing the back of his hand to the top of his arm, looking at his hands little by little, using warmth to dispel the cold on his body with difficulty and slowly, lowering his head, looking at his face lying quietly on his chest with his eyes closed, a very strange feeling suddenly rose in his heart.

The long years that the two have walked together are all in front of them in a trance.

This stupid guy is still not afraid of pain. is miserable like this, and his face looks still quiet.

I'm still afraid of the cold. fainted, and knew that the body was going to curl up together. I remember when we were together before, this guy always liked to rely on him for warmth, and he couldn't get rid of him. For his liking, he hugged himself and didn't let go, how many times did he worry and curse how many times. After exhausting all means, he can't change his bad habit.

Looking at him in such a daze, gradually, Di Jiu was a little distracted. Whether it is true or false, so many years have passed hand in hand, but it is only now that he suddenly became curious about it.

Slowly, slowly lowered his head, and finally, his lips came to Fu Hanqing's ear.

"Han, why are you always afraid of the cold?"

In this case, he even had to use the Heavenly Demon Soul Sound, Di Jiu felt that he must be crazy. But knowing that it was extremely ridiculous to act like this, he clearly said every word softly, and his chest hurt like a knife, but he still asked this sentence word by word, word by word.

It's because his will is very weak when he is unconscious, and the skills of the person who asks the question are scattered, but Fu Hanqing replied weakly: "I wasn't afraid of the cold before." ”

Di Jiu laughed secretly. Ha, this kid not only learned to lie, but even learned to be hard-mouthed.

"You're not afraid of the cold, why don't you hold Di Jiu every time and don't let go?"

The person who fell softly on his chest trembled slightly, and his mind was immersed in the dark world, but he did not answer.

Di Jiu took a deep breath, endured the colic pain in his chest, forcibly increased his strength by three points, extremely softly, and asked softly: "Don't be afraid, say it, I promise not to tell others." ”

The man replied, as light as a mosquito.

"He's going to be cold. I can't warm him. No matter how long I hugged him, as soon as I separated, he would immediately get cold. I don't want him to be cold......"

The true qi that had just been mentioned slammed into his heart, and Di Jiu Shengsheng spurted out a large mouthful of blood, all of which was sprinkled on Fu Hanqing's body and face. As if he was holding a snake and scorpion beast in his hand, he suddenly lifted Fu Hanqing's whole person up and threw him away desperately!

But at this time, all his strength only made Fu Hanqing fall to the ground with a bang, rolled twice, and then stopped.

The heart was pounding like a drum, almost bursting out of the chest. Di Jiu clutched his chest, his face pale.

Is it shocking? Is it fear? Or hate?

He clenched his fists, his eyes were cracked, and he stared at the hot blood in his heart that he sprayed on Fu Hanqing's face, mixed with the blood that overflowed his seven orifices, and it was flowing red.

Is it too tired, too badly injured, or is it too weak and dizzy due to the consumption of true qi? The blood seemed to spread out, and it was about to disperse into an endless sea of blood that surrounded him and him.

Di Jiu closed his eyes.

It's actually ...... Afraid I'm cold?

Hehe......

Is it cold? No matter how cold it feels, if you get used to it, you don't know it, and you don't care!

But he knows, he cares, and he idiotically thinks he can warm me?

Di Jiu thought he was laughing, but from his throat came a low hiss like a wounded beast.

He put his hands on the mountain wall, trying to stand up. The instinct of survival told him to run away quickly, to escape from this person,

Everything, otherwise, something irreparable, will happen.

However, his fingers had rubbed blood on the rocks, but he was still unable to stand up, unable to move an inch further away from him.

Fell to the ground.

Smile.

Open your eyes again and look back. Two steps away, look at his face, the blood he spurted.

It's retribution. So many years. So much time. He didn't have the heart to ask. So now, he wants to pay him back, this blood of his heart.

He couldn't stand up, he didn't even have the strength to sit up.

So, he reached forward, grabbed deep into the dirt, dragged his whole body forward with his strength, and then reached forward again......

Climb slowly, little by little. I have been looking at him all the time, and I have never missed my eyes for a moment.

Crawl to his side.

Leaning close to his body, his head resting on his head, he looked fixedly, dead at Fu Hanqing's sleeping eyebrows and eyes in a bloody bright red.

Irretrievable. I don't want to look back.

But I still tremble with pain inexplicably, and I still want to look at his life for the last time, seriously, carefully, in this time when no one is around, in no man's land, so inexplicably beautiful.

Finally, there was a suppressed, dying low roar, and there was a fishy smell between the lips and tongue, and the throat was like fire.

He struggled, making small movements. Finally he will be able to attach himself to his ear again.

Half-closed eyes, he completely ignored the crazy pain after draining away the only trace of self-preservation strength in the dantian, and he only asked in the most gentle and peaceful voice, like the deepest whisper in the human heart: "Di Jiu treats you like that, do you hate him?" ”

Fu Hanqing never replied again.

Di Jiu also had no strength, so he could only look at Fu Hanqing fixedly, for a long, long time.

That's it. I watched between the closed eyes, and my eyelashes slowly moistened.

In this way, he watched as the tiny, extremely soft teardrops slowly took shape in the corners of his eyes and slowly fell.

Life. That's just one drop.

The idiot who suffers and is injured and has nothing to do, the lazy pig who does not fight for fame and fortune, but only greeds for comfort. The fool who was pierced through the heart by his sword, but only remembered to tell him carefully......

It turns out that it will also hurt, it will hurt, and there will be tears.

It turns out that a god-like powerful and god-like detached being. He will also cry bitterly, his tears. It is also as clear as flesh and blood. Clear.

Di Jiu still looked at him with good eyes, raised his hand with difficulty, and slowly stretched out his fingers, at this moment, he just unconsciously wanted to catch that tear.

However, before his hand could get close to his face, the tears had already melted into the blood. It was so crystal clear that in the blink of an eye, there was only a blinding bright red. Those are beautiful and pure. It can no longer be found, and there is no way to recover.

Putting down his hand, Di Jiu smiled bitterly.

He didn't try to do anything anymore, just lay quietly and looked at Fu Hanqing with a side face.

Time passed little by little, and the sun on the horizon quietly moved to Zhongtian.

Thousands of sunshine slowly sprinkled all over their bodies.

Between heaven and earth, except for the scattered hooves chasing the wind, there is only each other's breathing and heartbeat.

Di Jiu's mood gradually calmed down, and looking at Fu Hanqing's gaze, it slowly softened and became quiet.

He and him, lying side by side in the same sunshine so calmly, I am afraid that this is the only time.

When he has strength, he should get away from him as soon as possible, far away from the danger and calamity that has been warning in his heart.

When he woke up, he wouldn't stay by his side any longer. In that faraway place, he had friends who had been waiting for him.

He didn't want to hurt him anymore, but he knew he couldn't reach out to hold him.

He never blamed him, but he wouldn't let things go back to the way things were.

Well, so be it. One is dying, the other is unconscious...... Cherish this only place to get together.

Closing his eyes, he almost wanted to sleep like a lazy pig in such a warm sun, but in the next moment, his eyes suddenly opened, and his eyes were cold and murderous.

Gritting his teeth and holding his hands on the ground, he struggled to sit up, staring intently ahead. Before you know it, your fingertips are almost deep in the ground with blood.

The earth trembled, clearly conveying the message that the large group of people was rapidly approaching.

Who is the person who came and who is it?

He was almost crazy trying to mobilize his internal breath, but his whole body was convulsed in pain, and if it weren't for his amazing perseverance and refusal to show his embarrassment in front of others, he would almost fall back to the ground in pain.

Even if he was reluctant, he had to admit that at this moment, he couldn't even beat a three-foot boy.

The feeling of weakness filled his body, and the only thing he could do was grit his teeth, straighten his waist as much as he could, keep his eyes open, and look ahead fixedly, waiting for those uninvited guests to reveal their true colors.

Who is the person who came?