Chapter Seventy-Seven: Gentle Man

"Huh...... It's really not worry-free, but I didn't expect that you, a stinky thing, would take the initiative to lure Ruyi to such a place. The corners of his lips rose, and a white light appeared, and then a white figure shot out from the black aura, holding the person who had passed out with both hands, and bowed his head and kissed her on the forehead.

The black aura trembled, and the ethereal figure turned to the man in front of him, as if he was thinking about something, but he didn't dare to act rashly anymore.

Twisting his neck, Nangong Wuwei just chuckled, stretched out his hand to brush Liuhai on his forehead, and said lightly: "Don't think that you are evil, I have no way to deal with you, obediently enter the Qiankun Treasure Book, and then be refined, stinky thing!"

"Brush!" With a little right hand, another void light flew out of the twelve's rings and swirled in his hand. To the naked eye, it was the refining Dan furnace that the Twelve had gotten at the beginning!

The black Dan furnace rotated, and the entire Dan furnace glowed with a golden light, and the next moment, the black shadow in front of it was directly included in it, and with a "touch", it disappeared without a trace.

"Oh, I actually learned from the Fire Qilin, and only used a part of the evil qi to test it, but it's okay, with this part of the evil qi, I can also refine you and increase my strength." The corners of his mouth hooked upward, and the man who was standing smiled lightly, holding the small figure in his arms, and walked outside step by step.

Suffocation, the feeling of suffocation, like being forced into the water, trying to struggle, but having no strength at all, the feeling of losing oxygen, like being thrown into space, no one can save her.

Uncomfortable, uncomfortable...... In her mind, the black evil aura reappeared, and the blood basin bit at her.

"No!" sat up suddenly, Twelve's forehead was covered with sweat, the evil breath, the evil breath......

"Awake?" yawning, Nangong Wuwei, who was guarding the side, threw the wood into the firewood, looked at the current twelve with heat, and stretched out his right hand to press on Twelve's forehead, "It seems that there is no fever." ”

"What do you mean, how could I be here?" She, isn't she in the cave of death, how could she suddenly come back here? Looking at Nangong Wuwei in front of her in surprise, the twelve only felt cold, and subconsciously pulled their clothes, but found that their black clothes didn't know when they were taken off, and even their close-fitting chest wraps were gone, and the underwear had been replaced with bright red, which was not the white underwear she was wearing at all, this ......

His face sank, and almost the next moment, the sharp dagger was already on Nangong Wuwei's neck, "Who changed my clothes, are you?"

"Uh...... Don't be so violent, girl, you should be calm. Nangong Wuwei snorted, looked at the twelve who was so nervous, and just yawned and said, "You have been in a coma for three days." We were going to leave for the Cave of Death the next day, but you caught a cold, and you were very sick, and we had no choice but to stay. Now Qingyun and Seamus have gone out to find food, even your little furball. ”

"I'm asking about my clothes!" Fuck the cold, she has a vindictive energy, how can she catch a cold. She is in the cave of death, but how did she get out, could she come out if she was swallowed by evil energy?

The smile on the corner of his mouth stiffened, and Nangong Wuwei frowned and said, "I helped you change it, your clothes were soaked that day, if you still wear them, you will definitely get sick." However, I changed it for you with my eyes closed, and I didn't see anything. ”

With her eyes closed, she sneered, and the dagger in her hand was even closer to Nangong Wuwei, with her eyes closed, couldn't she touch it? She had to cut off this man's hands!

"It's so cold...... Sister Ruyi, you're awake, look, I hit the rabbit, and ah, I actually found fruit in the snow, we ...... Uh, Sister Ruyi, why are you holding a dagger at Brother Wuwei? He has been guarding you for three days and three nights, and he still hasn't closed his eyes!" Looking at the twelve in front of him in surprise, the green fruit in Jiang He's hand fell to the ground, he obviously didn't react, and looked at the two people in front of him in shock.

Didn't you sleep for three days and three nights? The murderous aura in his eyes dissipated, and Twelve withdrew his dagger, "It's just a joke." ”

"Next time you're joking, don't use the dagger against Brother Wuwei, come, taste it!" Seeing that Twelve took back the dagger, Jiang He also smiled softly, and hurriedly picked up the fruit and sent it to Twelve's side.

Nangong Wuwei didn't care, the dagger just cut his skin, and it didn't bleed. Leaning against the rock, he just closed his eyes slightly, as if he was really tired and had fallen asleep.

Approaching Twelve, Jiang He whispered: "Sister Ruyi, Brother Wuwei is really meticulous to you." You don't know how nervous he was on the day you fell unconscious, looking for herbs for you in the snow, and helping you to boil into a decoction, you had a high fever at that time, you didn't know anything, and vomited all over him. ”

"We discussed taking turns guarding you, but Brother Wuwei didn't want to say anything, and he didn't close his eyes from the time you were unconscious until now. Although I don't know why you are so cold to Brother Wuwei, but, when husband and wife quarrel, isn't it a bedside fight and a bedside fight, why do you have to be angry with Brother Wuwei, aren't you husband and wife?" Jiang He lowered his head and stretched out his hand to put the fruit in Twelve's hand.

Husband and wife? Twelve was slightly stunned, the relationship between her and Nangong Wuwei was not simple, and many things could not be said to the public. She is married to Nangong Wuwei, but it is a fake marriage, and there is really nothing between them.

But......

Looking at Jiang He in front of him, Twelve just nodded reluctantly, put the green fruit in his mouth and took a bite, unexpectedly, such a fruit actually had a little sweetness, crunchy, and delicious.

"Is it delicious?" With expectant eyes, Jiang He looked at the twelve in front of him.

Nodding, Twelve quickly turned to look at Jiang He, "Let me ask you, what happened three days ago, and why am I here?"

"What?" Jiang He was stunned for a moment, reached out and touched Twelve's forehead, and after making sure that Twelve's did not have a fever, he frowned and said, "Sister Ruyi, what are you talking nonsense? Three days ago, didn't you have a high fever?"

"Have you been having a high fever?" Twelve asked affirmatively.

With a tremor in his heart, Jiang He nodded, "Yes, we just got up three days ago, and it turned out that your face was pale and it was difficult to breathe. Seamus said that you are not used to the environment here, there is a bit of alpine reflection, plus you are wearing thin clothes, so you have a cold. So we stopped, fortunately Brother Wuwei knows a little bit of medicine, and Seamus also knows a little bit of home remedies. ”

"On the day of your high fever, I went out with Brother Wuwei, and he almost fell under the cliff a few times, but fortunately I caught him. Looking for herbs in the snow is very bitter. He was about to cry when he thought of the man who was asleep, digging herbs in the ice and snow, his big hands were red from the cold, he didn't sleep for three days and three nights, and he stayed up late every four hours to feed the medicine.

A strange light flashed in the black pupils, and the twelve only felt that a certain string in their hearts was broken, and the tired man leaned against the mountain rock, his face was a little pale, and he hadn't seen him for three days, and the stubble on his face had come out, just because he had to take care of her, so he didn't have time to take care of the beard on his face?

The light in his eyes flickered, and he thought of himself using a dagger against Nangong Wuwei just now...... With a pain in his heart, Twelve pinched his clothes tightly, "Then my clothes ......"

"Of course it's Brother Wuwei who changed it, we are the only woman here, and Brother Wuwei and you are husband and wife, so it's normal to change clothes for you. But Simo joked with me, what did the little furball say when he saw Brother Wuwei close his eyes and change clothes for you, I also scolded him, you are husband and wife, how can you close your eyes, you have seen everything you should see, how can you ...... Sister Ruyi?" Looking at the absent-minded person in front of him, Jiang He subconsciously pushed Twelve, "That's right, Sister Ruyi, you have just woken up, you must be very hungry and tired, I won't say it, let's eat more things first, you haven't eaten for three days." ”

This man ...... A strange feeling rose in his heart, and Twelve leaned on Nangong Wuwei's side, turning his head to look at this vicissitudes of life, his familiar face was exactly the same as Ling Yuhan on the Xuanwu Continent.

It's just that she has never seen Ling Yuhan's sloppy side, and she has never seen him so tired. How hard it was to collect herbs for her, almost fall off a cliff, and search for herbs in the snow!

The land is covered with snow, and if you want to find herbs, you must first identify the branches and leaves of the herbs on the snow, and then dig up the snow and ice to extract the medicines. To make matters worse, the branches and leaves of the herbs are not on the snow, but are buried by the snow. Three days of decoction, how long will it take to find so many medicines!

Slowly lowered his head, and the big white hands were already covered with scars, some of which were scars caused by friction, and some of which were frostbitten by ice and snow and cracked open gaps. The big hands were swollen like sausages, and they were bruised.

"Does it hurt?" reached out and pressed it on the big hand, and Twelve's heart trembled.

At that moment, the tenderness fell into Nangong Wuwei's eyes, he was just slightly stunned, feeling the tenderness of this moment, "It doesn't hurt, it'll be fine." You're fine......"

"Stupid, you are just an ordinary person, next time, don't do such a dangerous thing, you are dead, where can I find such a big son and return it to the emperor of Yunguo. Stretching out his hand, the golden fighting spirit suddenly appeared, and his hands pressed Nangong Wuwei's big hand, and the twelve used their fighting spirit to dissolve the blood for him.

Jiang He on the side was biting the fruit by himself, raised his head sadly, and said sullenly: "I really don't know why you did this, Brother Wuwei, I said that I would treat you with fighting spirit, but you were good, and you refused directly, and your hand hurt for three days." Now that Sister Ruyi wants to treat you, why don't you resist?"

"Uh......" Nangong was surprised, just looked at Jiang He in front of him with a smile.

The corners of Twelve's mouth twitched, his fingers squeezed Nangong Wuwei's sausage hand fiercely, gritted his teeth and said, "You did it on purpose!"

"No, after three days of pain, it is my honor to be favored by the beauty and treat me personally. The corners of his mouth hooked upward, and Nangong Wuwei endured the pain and showed a shallow smile.