It's all pungent smell, and it's obviously not there before!

"Master, I'm so tired!"

She's too tired, so she won't ask, so let's wait until I wake up to dig deeper.

Yan Yeming nodded, looking at the little woman who turned her head and leaned her head on his shoulder, her heart softened.

Although there were no wounds, the scars and blood stains on her body could show that she had just gone through a vicious battle.

There must have been a lot of blood.

"Sleep, it's fine."

Hearing this, Nan Shuyu fell asleep with peace of mind, no, it should be said that with him, Nan Shuyu's heart was at ease.

It seems to have become a habit.

After the defeat of the enemy, the people of the Teng tribe left with their hoes, and the people of the Shadowless Gate also left.

Osaki's soldiers were dealing with the wounded and busy packing up some of the captives who had surrendered.

Nan Shuyu slept for three days, and when he opened his eyes, all he saw was the dark night sky.

Just as he was about to open his mouth to call someone, he heard a voice from the camp next to him.

"It's so serious, you still haven't rested, don't you want to die here?"

"I've told you, Nan Yatou is fine, it's you who has something to do, you are injured, if it weren't for the master, you would have died a long time ago, and now you are still on the battlefield, and you are still messing around."

"If you don't tell Nan Yatou, I'll tell her that it's okay for her to take some blood, but without her blood, you won't live for three days at most, old night, don't joke with your life."

Nan Shuyu was stunned, this was Bai Zimu's voice!

Yan Yeming was seriously injured?

And not long to live?

Hearing the news, Nan Shuyu's heart tightened, and a fear of losing him lingered in his heart.

No, she couldn't let him die.

Thinking about it, Nan Shuyu got up in a panic and wanted to go to the camp next door.

"It's okay, as long as she's fine, now that the Eastern Ming, Western Jin and Northern Wei have descended, I gave her a peaceful and prosperous world, and she will live freely in the future."

"Bai Zimu, after I die, just find me a feng shui treasure."

"That girl is sluggish, don't tell her that I have her things in mind, besides, protect her in the future, she is already uncomfortable now, and she can't take blood anymore, in this life, I have a very happy life, enough."

Hearing this, Nan Shuyu suddenly froze in place, Yan Yeming really liked her.

And now, just because he can't bear to take a little blood from himself, he would rather leave quietly.

The heart is beating fast.

What Nan Shuyu was afraid of was being hurt, but when he looked back, he had never hurt himself since he knew Yan Yeming.

If you don't like it, how can you be kind to her for ten years.

But now, he has done it, and even if he dies, he is the one who does not want to hurt himself.

Nan Shuyu closed his eyes and took a deep breath, Nan Shuyu, go with your heart.

Thinking about it, Nan Shuyu turned around and came to the camp next door, Bai Zimu had already taken good medicine and turned to leave.

Leaving Yan Yeming, who had just changed his medicine and was getting dressed, he was left alone.

Nan Shuyu entered, and at a glance saw the terrible wound on his chest, and at this time, the wound should have been rotten, Bai Zimu cleaned up the carrion outside, and it looked extremely scary.

Nan Shuyu was shocked, but more distressed, "Bai Zimu is really good, why don't you bandage it!" Master, does it hurt? ”

Yan Yeming was stunned for a moment, and instead of putting on his clothes, he deliberately exposed his wounds.

"I'm used to it, it doesn't hurt.".

Nan Shuyu stepped forward, his eyes still on the wound.