"Hmm." He whispered, leaving a faint smile, and turned to run forward, though the smile still couldn't hide his paleness.

Mu Chujin cheered up, wiped his moist eyes, leaned over and groped, and suddenly his hand fell, and the rough notches crossed the palm, uneven, and seemed to be a totem of a dragon.

Mu Chujin frowned, his fingers kept rubbing the pattern, this is probably a dragon with a dragon ball in the clouds, but, where is the switch?

She wrinkled her eyebrows, only to feel a pain in her head, as if she had stirred up a paste, and she couldn't figure it out.

Buzz Buzz –

Mixed with the terrible and sharp screams of the poison, as if scraping on the glass, again and again, the most rear, all kinds of noises were blurred.

"Huh-"

Outside the cave came the man's roar of pain, with a thick sense of anger, which seemed to be a prelude to a raging storm.

"No! I have to hurry! He's outside, he's ...... outside" Mu Chujin shook her head to herself, sweaty, her fingers touched Jiaolong, and suddenly, Jiaolong's mouth was holding a dragon ball, protruding a piece, as if it was embedded, she picked it with her fingers, and took it down easily, which made her happy, but there was no expected "boom" to open the door.

Strange, what is this for?

She continued to grope and felt a concave groove, which seemed to be the position of the dragon's eye, and suddenly, she had an idea, there is a word called "finishing touch", she quickly put the dragon ball into the groove, and waited quietly, but it was still quiet.

She took a deep breath, and all her qi and blood rushed to her mind, it seemed that they would die here today!

"Rong Xue—" she exclaimed, looking at the person who rushed in front of her, he was in a mess, with a few blood marks on his cheeks, and his white robe was also stained with blood.

He smiled slightly, didn't ask anything, didn't say anything, just clenched her hand and squeezed it tightly in the palm of his hand, as if in this way he could feel each other's warmth and perceive each other's existence.

The poison is getting closer and closer, they are shouting excitedly, one wave of death, and another wave is coming up, they seem to be fighting a wheel war, deliberately consuming the physical strength of the other party, if it continues like this, Feng Rongxue, who is a human being, will be exhausted sooner or later.

"Rong Xue, be careful-" Mu Chujian, who was leaning against the stone wall, screamed in pain, as if she had used all her strength to shout this sentence, until she was hoarse in despair, and her voice seemed to be blocked by something, so that she couldn't make a sound, only tears fell down.

Feng Rongxue staggered a step and almost fell, he supported his body with his sword, took a step back, looked at the bloodied right arm, and smiled bitterly, he looked back at her, his eyes were full of gratitude, if it wasn't for her scream just now, his arm would be gone.

On the ground, his eyes were suffocated, and a layer of blood mist appeared under his black lotus-like eyes, which made his heart ache, as if his heart had been torn apart.

In the distance, Mu Chujin spit out a mouthful of black blood and sprayed it on the stone wall, so angry that her heart was damaged, she leaned on the stone wall in pain, her little hand clenched her neckline and gasped roughly.

Boom Boom –

There was a loud bang, and the heavy stone door finally opened.

Feng Rongxue's eyes lit up, she took a breath, flew forward, picked up Mu Chujin and rushed to the cave.

In the haze, Mu Chujin only felt the wind in his ears, opened his eyes with difficulty, and saw his faint smile, gentle and charming, as if it was a good wine, sweet and mellow......

Knock –

There was another thud, and the moment the stone door closed, they finally entered, keeping the poison legion out.

"Uh-huh......"

With a low muffled snort, Mu Chujin only felt that the man holding him was shaking and leaning against the stone wall, breathing a long sigh of relief, and then the hands held on his waist suddenly and slowly drooped down, which startled her, she jumped down from the warm embrace in a panic, but saw his closed eyes and pale and bloodless cheeks.

"Rong Xue! Rong Xue! Rong Xue ......" she cried out in a panic, stroking his cheek, again and again, carefully, as if it were a fragile treasure.

His lips were blue, the corners of his lips were a little chapped and peeling, with faint tooth marks, he must have endured it for a long time. Mu Chujin caressed distressedly, trying that he could feel it, or pity her distress, and suddenly opened his eyes and looked at her lightly.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem......"

Jian frowned, and his face was a little painful, but the eyelashes that were as light as butterfly wings finally opened, and Mu Chujin finally saw the pair of black pupils that were as black as agate and bloomed with black lotus, shrewd and confusing.

She was slightly stunned, and then her eyes were flooded, and she suddenly rushed over and hugged his head, hugging him tightly, as if she was afraid of losing the most important thing in her life, "Rong Xue, you finally woke up, I'm afraid I'll never see you again!" She kept saying and repeating, like an old woman, over and over again, as if those were precious and perfect words.

"Do you know that you are very noisy......" The deep voice, revealing a hint of hoarseness, like a thick bell, but with a slight ridicule.

"If I don't call you, how are you going to ......" will wake up? Before Mu Chujin finished speaking, he heard a heavy panting sound in his ears, whirring like a small motor.

With a roll of his eyes, Mu Chujin hurriedly let go of him, lowered his head, and his cheeks were hot, like freshly picked peaches, full and tender, and in an instant, he was breathtaking.

"I'm sorry, I was a little heavy." She looked up at him embarrassedly, slightly annoyed, she was too anxious just now, and she was a little tight.

Rong Xue stared at her, a bewitching black lotus flower quietly bloomed under her eyes, with a tenderness like water, her unintentional shyness suddenly made his heart flutter and disturbed a pool of spring water.

Under his powerful gaze, Mu Chujin only felt that she was going to drown in his gentle gaze, she really felt that in his eyes, she was his only one, but how long could this kind of only last?

The water eyes drooped, slightly gloomy.

Babbling –

Feng Rongxue had already stood up tremblingly against the stone wall, the ring jade on his waist clanged, his white robe cut through several openings, vaguely revealing the middle coat inside, Mu Chujin was the first time to see him so embarrassed, but his aura of light and indifferent made him even more refined, as if he could jump out of the Six Realms at once and be alone.

Mu Chujin hurriedly stepped forward to hug him, grabbed his arm and put it on his weak shoulder, then raised his head and smiled at him: "Let's be together." ”

He was stunned for a moment, his dark eyes instantly brightened, and after a moment, he spit out a word: "Good!" ”