When Yan Yu and Santie found King Ying and his party, they were sheltering from the rain in a cave.

Both King Ying and Mr. Yan were injured, and in such a critical position as the head, walking in the rain would only make the injuries worse.

The two children returned to the team without incident, bringing back several longbows.

The guards were shocked.

Yan Yu held the eagle and rushed directly into the cave, with a wave of his hand, Jiuxiao jumped down, like a real eagle, vigilantly observing the surroundings, and then slowly moved closer to the fire, shook off his wings, and dried his feathers with heat.

It's spiritual.

Whether it looks like it or not, a few cuties of the Yan family are indeed serious about acting.

Yan Yu's two hands were tied with strips of cloth that were inconvenient to touch, but it didn't matter, she still had a brain.

I saw that Xiao Er finished pasting Mr. Yan with his brain, and then pasted Wang Ye......

The guards opened their mouths to speak, thinking about her age, and then closed their mouths.

If you say that the rules are unruly, the child also cares, don't pay attention to it at this time, anyway, the prince is still dizzy, as long as they don't say it, no one knows.

Yan Yu looked at it carefully, the wound had been re-bandaged, and the smell of medicine was revealed, so it should have been medicated.

Most of the guards carried with them were gold sore medicines for external injuries.

Yan Yu obviously wanted to ask the uncle about the situation first, but when the words came to his lips, he changed the order: "Has the prince ever woken up?" Where's my uncle? ”

"Only that time on the road, Mr. Yan never woke up." The guard replied.

"How's the wound?" Yan Yu didn't even notice it, her posture of asking questions was like a leader.

"The bleeding has stopped, and as for whether the injury hurts the skull, we should be okay if we look at it." The guards were bold enough to touch it, but they were not medical students, so they couldn't figure it out.

The bleeding stopped, and for them, it was a blessing.

Yan Yu looked around.

This is supposed to be a bear cave, and there are marks of bear scratching on the walls of the cave, but she has hunted bears, so she can't be mistaken.

It's good that the bear isn't there at the moment.

But because it is a bear cave, the smell is very much, the ground should have been cleaned, it is raining outside, dry firewood is not easy to find, the wet firewood is thick smoke, and the cave is smoky.

The current situation is difficult, and these can be overcome.

What makes Yan Yu particularly concerned is that the uncle has not woken up yet.

When the king woke up, although the words blocked her back, she could see that her brain was good and not bad.

Uncle Ke...... I've been in a coma, which is heart-wrenching.

"Little Er, I'll give you medicine." Santie said: "The big brother of the guard outside gave it." ”

Yan Yu nodded, opened the wrapped strip of cloth, endured the pain, and did not look at the swollen wounds.

With two hands, after taking the medicine, Yan Yu saw sweat on his forehead, but he didn't say a word.

Santetsu tied her with a new strip of cloth that he had torn off.

"On the back of the prince, let's change places."

The guards in the cave looked at each other.

Yan Yu is very insecure now, and there is no place on this mountain that can make her feel at ease.

She just wanted to get out as soon as possible.

But the guards don't think so, it's raining outside, and the prince's situation is not suitable for the rain.

"Xiao Er, wait for the rain to be lighter before leaving, with such a heavy rain, the pursuers will not come over immediately, the situation of the prince and Mr. Yan is really not easy to move."

Yan Yu turned his head sharply and looked intently at the person who spoke.

"I said let's go." She said word by word.

The long knife on the ground was held in her hand again at some point, and the tip of the knife was originally randomly pointed on the ground, but it was slightly raised at this time, as if it was gaining momentum.

The two sides were at a stalemate, and the atmosphere was stagnant.

Yan Yu's uneasiness in her heart became heavier and heavier, she was a little irritable, and there was also an inexplicable urgency.

"Brother Santie, take my uncle on your back, let's go."

At this moment, Yan Yu rebelled.

Her mind was swiping.

Damn, I'm just a baby!

I've done everything I can, and with such a big heart, you're still disobedient! Ahhh Angry!

I'm so tired and don't want to explain!

I just want my uncle to be fine.

You don't want to care about it, what do you love!

Santie didn't say a word, picked up Yan Huaiwen on his back, and rushed out with Yan Yu.

The two children moved so fast that the guards didn't even have time to stop them.

If you really say go, you can go, and you won't drag the mud and water at all.

Boom......

Yan Yu suddenly stood on his feet, shocked.

She looked at her feet and looked around with some panic.

Did she feel wrong?

Why do you feel that the ground is shaking?!

And the voice, the voice!

Faintly, I can't hear it really, no, the rain is too loud, I can't hear it!

"Little Er...... It seems like...... It seems that ...... "Mitsutsu has one more person's weight on his body, and the shaking he feels is even more obvious."

Don't wait for him to finish.

There was a violent shake, and the earth shook.

Yan Yu's soul is about to fly!

screamed: "Brother Santie, get out of the cave quickly, squat, no, run!" Come on! ”

No wonder there's no bear in the cave!

Animals are the most alert, and they must be aware before they leave the cave.

Whoa!

Rumble!

Yan Yu was dizzy again, everything in his vision was shaking, and the rocks were rolling down, accompanied by the cracking and falling of large chunks of earth.

The trees are shaking.

The rain didn't stop.

It was like a huge trampoline installed in the ground beneath her feet, and she staggered.

She watched as the entrance to the cave was blocked by falling stones and dirt, accompanied by exclamations of desperation.

But nothing can be done.

Yan Yu clinged to a big stone, watching the earth and stone submerge the entrance of the cave little by little, her heart was a little cold.

The tremor is gone.

It seemed like there was only a moment, and it seemed like a long time had passed.

"Brother Santie! Brother Santie! Yan Yu ran over in a panic, and saw that Santie took off his cotton clothes at some point, tore them out of shape, and wrapped the uncle's head, he himself trembled and hugged tightly, his eyes were closed tightly, Yan Yu ran over, he didn't know.

"Brother Santie!" Yan Yu choked and muttered.

Two tears welled up in his eyes.

A muffled grunt came.

Yan Yu's tears shifted, and his eyes suddenly widened when he saw some ups and downs under the torn cotton clothes.

"Uncle! Brother-in-law! Yan Yu pulled hard, and the precarious cotton clothes were completely scrapped.

Yan Huaiwen opened his eyes weakly, the feeling of suffocation was washed away by the cold rain, and in the blurred vision, the two innocent streams of water on Xiao Er's gray and sudden little face were particularly conspicuous.

"Mo ...... Cry...... Brother-in-law...... At. Yan Huaiwen made a difficult sound, and struggled to pull out a laugh.

Yan Yu cried even more fiercely!

She is not like her father, crying loudly.

Truly sad will only burst into tears.

The two streams of water on his face washed even more violently.

I wanted to speak, but I seemed to have something blocked in my throat, and I couldn't spit out half a word.

The more I tried to talk, the more I coughed, couldn't breathe well, and wanted to vomit......

I can only keep pounding my chest.

I didn't control my strength well, and I was beating painfully, and I coughed repeatedly.

It's a vicious circle.

The distress in Yan Huaiwen's eyes was about to overflow.

The sorrow of people is extreme, and they are speechless.

He raised his hand tremblingly, and every inch he added took a great deal of effort.

The pale fingers wiped the dirt on Yan Yu's face little by little.

And the tears that burned down the fingertips to the tips of the heart.

"Little Er...... Good ......"

Oops, I was moved by writing and writing~

God, give me an uncle, I also want my uncle to say to me: small house, good!

Babble, biting fingers, wanting to want want!!!

Uh, it seems that there is still room for it, go on, and have another chapter~