Mo Xuanchen's dark eyes changed uncertainly, and the corners of his mouth were almost pursed into a straight line.

He was a little annoyed by his sudden soft-heartedness, and even more afraid of the unfamiliar emotions in his heart.

"Hmmm......"

The low voice beside him came over the sound of the rain, and the lips of the originally unconscious girl opened slightly, and the eyelashes on her pale face trembled lightly, as if she had the intention of waking up.

Mo Xuanchen subconsciously leaned back, and the whole person was lying in the mud pit as when he first fell to the bottom of the slope, but his hand was tightly holding the short crossbow that was originally clasped on his wrist.

Yun Jinchu woke up and swept around vigilantly as soon as he woke up, and when he found that the man not far away was unconscious, and there was no other danger in the heavy rain around him, the fierce color in his eyes as if the beast had faded little by little, and the sharp pain on his body was like a tide slamming towards her brain, and she couldn't help but snort out in pain.

Blood flowed from the place where her leg hit the rock, and she trembled and got up to touch it, and she breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's good that it's not broken."

She pulled off her wet clothes and tied it to the place where it was scratched by the rocks, and waited until she sat in place to breathe a sigh of relief before looking at the man on the side.

"Mo Xuanchen."

Yun Jinchu called out to him, and the man remained motionless.

She propped up and moved to that side, and when she turned the man over, she saw that he was pale with his eyes closed.

The snort was weak, his clothes were covered with mud, his handsome face was scratched in many places, and there were even blood stains on his exposed skin, and even the dark clothes that were drenched on his body were soaked in muddy water.

Yun Jinchu sat beside him with his ass: "The old lady has followed you for eight lifetimes, and she is so dignified to be a young lady, you have to be involved in this kind of unlucky thing, and you will be injured in three days and two ends, and the old lady should have gone out and killed you in the first place." ”

Mo Xuanchen's fingers tightened the short crossbow.

"Tell me about you, you're a mess, and you have to take me with you, I knew that you almost fell to death in the reincarnation of the broom star, and I should have dumped you in the forest just now."

Mo Xuanchen's heart was full of gloom.

Yun Jinchu poked his face as if venting, and secretly scolded the dog man for pulling her as a stepping stone when he rolled down just now, when she reached out and reached out towards Mo Xuanchen's neck, her eyes were also full of murderous intent, as long as this man was finished, she and the Song family would never be in trouble from now on.

Moreover, chasing and killing in the mountains, someone testified that Mo Xuanchen's death could be blamed on those killers, and no one would suspect anything if she survived "by luck".

When the hand on his neck tightened a little, Mo Xuanchen only felt that his breathing was not smooth.

His heart was like a cold pool, and he had a sense of relief that it was really so, and he couldn't help but laugh at how stupid his previous soft-heartedness was.

This is true of all people in this world, and there are no exceptions.

He still has expectations......

Mo Xuanchen tensed his arm violently and wanted to pull the crossbow to take Yun Jinchu's life, but who knew that at this moment, the hand on his neck suddenly loosened.

When her breathing regained her breath, the girl next to her was a little angry.

She can't do it?

Yun Jinchu sat beside him, looking at the handsome face with his eyes closed and a little annoyed.

She should have killed him by one or two hundred, avoiding all the troubles, but for some reason, she suddenly remembered the things she had seen about the Zhennan Palace.

remembered the death of his grandfather and father one after another, his mother went crazy, and his uncle seized power.

The ten-year-old sick and weak boy was accepted into the capital by the emperor who was full of calculations, and he was obviously the most proud person, but he could only bend his knees, bend his back, hide all his edges, and carefully survive in the cracks of the emperor's calculations.

Yun Jinchu pursed his lips tightly for a long time before gritting his teeth: "It's cheap for you!" ”

The rain in the sky became heavier and heavier, and the downpour almost connected the heavens and the earth into a curtain of rain.

Yun Jinchu glanced in the direction of the top of his head, the steep hillside was almost impossible to see the top, and it was even more difficult to see the people below under the cover of the trees above.

They don't know how long they had been unconscious since they had fallen, and it was even less clear whether those who were chasing had left or were searching for them.

The sky is about to completely darken, coupled with the heavy rain, there is mud and sand on the top of the slope, once the temperature in the mountain is too low at night, it is easy to lose temperature and kill people.

Yun Jinchu didn't dare to stay where he was and wait for someone to come to the rescue, in case he didn't wait to save people, but waited for those killers, so she and Mo Xuanchen could only stretch their necks and wait for death in this tragic situation.

She got up from the ground and limped off into the distance.

Mo Xuanchen opened his eyes and quietly looked at the direction she left.

"Heh......"

He chuckled.

is laughing at her for not killing him, but also laughing at her leaving.

The heavy rain fell on the flesh and skin on his face, but Mo Xuanchen only lay on his back on the ground motionless.

The darkness around them was enveloped by a curtain of rain, as if it was about to swallow everyone clean.

He remembered his mother's hysteria as a child, and he locked him in the cellar.

At that time he cried frantically, banging on the door of the cellar and calling out to his mother, but she left without looking back, and he was thrown there for three whole days.

It was also raining heavily outside, and the rain was running down the cracks in the door.

He pressed against the wall and opened his mouth wide and the rain swallowed into his stomach, the cold and bitter bone, with a disgusting smell of mud and sand running down his throat, but it was the only thing he could get.

When he was found five days later, he was dying of hunger and fainting.

The sober mother hugged him and cried, and it was the first time he was so close to the Yellow Spring, so close that it seemed that if he took another step, he would fall into hell and never return.

"Whew-"

It was as if the sound of something dragging made Mo Xuanchen, who was caught in his memory, suddenly sober up.

Through the rain curtain, Yun Jinchu, who had originally left, limped over with a hug of branches.

Mo Xuanchen hurriedly closed his eyes, and heard the girl who was supposed to leave drag something to him with some difficulty, and threw it on the ground with a "bang", and there was a gasp in his throat: "What kind of bullshit place is this, find a wood and go so far." ”

Breathing heavily, she sniffed,

"Mo Xuanchen, I'll save you once, don't hurt me again, otherwise I'll have to poke myself in the eyes."

She muttered and hugged the treetops and tied them up.

The main trunk was wrapped several times with vines, and only after the two thicker branches were fixed were fixed that the rest was inserted in the middle, and the two ends were connected to tie the thick pile of branches into a simple stretcher.

Yun Jinchu pushed Mo Xuanchen on the ground hard to move the person to the wooden shelf, complaining that he was "dead", and dragged Mo Xuanchen forward.

The wooden frame was already heavy, and when he dragged the person, he almost bent Yun Jinchu's body down.

When Mo Xuanchen turned her head and opened her eyes, she could see that she used the vines wrapped in her clothes to wrap around her shoulders and waist, and the hand holding the front end of the wood was white because of the force.

The muscles around his neck were tensed up because of the exertion, and blood was dripping down the side of his legs along the bound place.

The rain poured down, drenching her long green hair, and he could only see her back, looking at the embarrassment of her clothes mixed with blood and rain sticking to her body.

But Mo Xuanchen's heart suddenly beat wildly.

It was as if the dawn of the morning had broken through all his gloom through the rain curtain.

Yun Jin Chu ......

Mo Xuanchen turned his head to look at her, whispering her name.

Cloud.

Brocade.

Beginning.

……

Ah Kam ......

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