Gong Hui had never seen such black soil, and if it weren't for the lead-gray sky to buffer him, he would definitely think that he was blind.

The soil is very damp and soft, and there is a strong fishy smell, which is not the smell of earth, but more like ...... Blood!

Where is this?

Am I dead?

Gong Hui was a little dazed, walking forward step by step, it was very cold, the cold bones were about to break, he patted his body casually and couldn't help frowning, he never forgot to bring the tools for starting a fire, why didn't he have it?

The inky black earth-red clothes made him upset, irritable and a little nauseous, and when he looked up to buffer his vision, he found that his body was already foggy, and there was a faint sound in his ears, like the friction of leaves, and like the sighs of many people, and he clearly felt that there was something hidden in the thick fog.

Between the shadows and shadows, a pair of fist-sized yellow pupils gradually revealed through the mist, Gong Hui looked up, and a sentence suddenly appeared in his heart: Not here.

Gong Hui frowned, not understanding why he thought so, let alone what he was looking for.

Suddenly, he seemed to be staring in one direction, and although he couldn't see anything, he was sure that what he was looking for was behind the fog.

"So it's you—"

Gong Hui opened his eyes suddenly, the four words were like a hammer in his head, and his head seemed to be about to crack in pain, and when his vision began to clear, the pain gradually faded, and that ...... Dreams also turned to smoke and were replaced by voices in their ears.

"Didn't you say that the external and internal injuries have been healed, why haven't you woken up after lying down for almost half a month?"

"I don't know. ”

"Then you tell me when he will wake up, don't tell me he doesn't know!"

“......”

"......" Tang Ba was depressed to death, and he really had nothing to say when he met a doctor like Yan Shuangjiu.

When they turned over the bloody Gong Hui from the ruins, they all thought that Gong Hui would not live long, and Blind Wind was looking forward to pulling her to watch Gong Hui's changes, and by the way, he blew away all the onlookers who rushed to watch, and finally left only Nuo Yi and Yan Shuangjiu.

Tang Baqiang held himself not to faint, and he also wanted to see the effect of Yang Qingteng, but he didn't expect them to ...... I waited for a while, but nothing changed except for the blood still trickling from the wound.

The four of them looked at each other, and they all read the embarrassment in their respective eyes, and they didn't save people and secretly waited for others to die, uh......

In the end, Yan Shuangjiu made a move, and after rigorously examining Gong Hui, he came to the conclusion, "He can't die yet." ”

Tang Ba lay down directly, and before he was unconscious, he heard the cool words of the blind wind: "This guy's life is really hard." ”

It's hard enough, not to mention a poke in the chest, and it falls from such a high place, absolutely superman!

It's a pity that Superman's wounds have been repaired by Yan Shuangjiu without even leaving a scar, but the person has been in a comatose state, if it weren't for Yan Shuangjiu's "nutrition injection", I'm afraid Gong Hui would have become the first Superman to be starved to death.

Tang Ba raised his wrist and glanced at his watch, that's right, it was the watch, and the information provided by her and Yan Shuangjiu was one of the results of Nuoyi's retreat cultivation. Knowing that she was leaving, Nuo Yi deliberately brought a few well-qualified wizards with her in the retreat, and the watch in her hand was the masterpiece of one of the wizards, and the energy source was none other than the purified meteorite.

There is no clear timekeeping method in the Forgotten Land, Tang Ba took the opportunity of post-war reconstruction and Yao Chu proposed to promote the new timekeeping method, and found Yan Shuangjiu to prepare for reference, but he didn't expect that Blantua only had the timekeeping of the day and the festival, which was not perfect at all. After thinking about it, Tang Basi decided to dig out the essence of the ancestors and write the framework, and still maintained the style of only putting forward opinions and not participating in reform.

When she held the half-filled form, a familiar and unfamiliar feeling came to her face, and her mood was quite complicated.

The 427 days of a witch festival are divided into a single month of 31 and a double month of 30 for a total of 14 months; the day is changed, and the original name of the black and white day is added, and the words of morning, up, middle, bottom, and evening are added under her opinion; when the festival is changed, the 28 hours a day are still 60 minutes and 60 seconds; and the seasons and solar terms are still vacant, and these can only be slowly realized by the people from their lives.

"What is this?"

Hearing the question, Tang Ba reflexively replied: "Watch." Then he exclaimed, "Why are you up?"

Tang Ba himself also realized that he had said two words of nonsense, and quickly closed his mouth, mainly because this person had been sleeping for half a month, and suddenly jumped in front of you silently, it is strange not to be surprised!

Gong Hui smiled in his eyes and gently held Tang Ba's wrist, "Why don't I go back and lie down?"

Yan Shuangjiu looked Gong Hui up and down very calmly, "Do you need me to show you?"

"No, I don't. Gong Hui nodded slightly and said politely: "Thank you for these days." ”

Yan Shuangjiu also politely replied, "No", walked away from the house by himself, and closed the half-open door.

There was a soft sound of "bang", which affected Tang Ba's heart and trembled, I don't know if it was a psychological effect, she always felt that the atmosphere around her was a little subtle, and there seemed to be a burning sight above her head roasting her, her cheeks were unconsciously hot, and her heart was stiff.

No, you have to get out of here first.

As soon as this thought came to me, some nasal voices and slightly hoarse voices came from above, some worries and some settling, "You...... Are you worried about me?"

Tang Ba's fingertips moved, only to notice that his wrist was being held, and as soon as he wanted to withdraw it, he felt an irresistible pull, and he crashed into his broad chest in a daze, and was immediately hugged tightly.

"I like you. ”

The sudden confession and the resonance in the chest were like hitting a bell, and the "boom" squeezed Tang Ba's brain out of the shell, and it was blank.

"I don't like you because of Lan Ge, it's not because of prophecy, it's just because it's you that I like it. Gong Hui lowered his eyes and looked at the person in his arms, and the piece that had been missing from his chest was instantly filled.

When he met Tang Ba again, he did have an inquiring mind, he observed her and analyzed her, but he was unconsciously trapped in it and couldn't extricate himself, he kept persuading himself to pay attention to Tang Ba because of Lan Ge's words, but Tang Ba's every move and even every subtle expression touched his nerves.

After the Battle of Chalk Island, Tang Ba left, although it was what he hoped for, but he was not happy at all, and all he thought about in his heart was Tang Ba, until he became a bait and was chased by Eagle Lu, he decided to face his feelings.

"Three times. Tang Ba said sullenly.

"What three times?" Gong Hui was a little nervous, loosening the strength of his arm but still enclosing the person in his arms.

Tang Ba noticed that Gong Hui's gaze buried her head lower, but it did not affect her to express her dissatisfaction, "three times to make her own opinions, and one more time to ......"

Tang Ba wanted to speak and stopped, but Gong Hui smiled and chewed meaningfully: "One more time?"

Tang Ba couldn't wait to swallow her tongue directly, seeing a big hand holding her chin and lifting it up, she was shocked and leaned back again and again, but the confinement before and after did not give her a chance to escape at all, just as she was about to open her mouth to refuse, a gentle kiss fell between her eyebrows, and Gang Qingming's head instantly became a mess again.

"I won't do anything to you right now. Gong Hui chuckled softly.

Angry!

Tang Ba finally broke free from the clutches of the devil, and a gust of wind blew out of the house.