Suddenly something grabbed her feet, and she looked down to see that Purple Shadow's clothes were fluttering with the current, wrapping her feet, and he closed his eyes slightly, unconscious.

Zhixue dragged him out of the water with all her might, the boat was long gone, and Yu Yao and Ah Qi didn't know which mountain they were on. It was dark all around, and I faintly heard the "clattering" of the leaves on a mountain not far away from the wind blowing the "la-la-la-la".

By the time Weaving Snow dragged the purple shadow to the shore, it had already lost its strength. But she still pressed on his abdomen, pinched him again, and slapped his cheek, but Ziying was still unconscious.

She burst into tears, "Childe... Purple Shadow, wake me up!"

Helplessly, Ziying's body temperature was getting colder and colder, and Zhixue gradually despaired. She slammed into Purple Shadow's chest in the palm of her hand.

The first, second, and third palms hadn't fallen yet, but I heard the purple shadow snort, spit out a mouthful of lake water, and then took a big breath, "Are you trying to kill me...

Seeing him wake up, Zhixue excitedly hugged his head in his arms.

Ziying looked up at her crying red eyes, and her heart tightened: "What are you crying about?"

Zhixue wiped away her tears in a panic and refused to admit it, turned her face away and whispered, "No! ”

This woman is really duplicitous, is she so sad for herself?

"It's so cold!" Purple Shadow was so cold that she could barely breathe, "I'm so sleepy..."

Zhixue hugged him tightly in her arms and swayed: "Don't sleep!

Purple Shadow gave her a pale smile, "How can I die so easily!"

A cold wind blew, and the weaving snow was shivering from the cold. She placed Purple Shadow on a patch of dead grass, but luckily the flint and steel in her arms were still intact, and she walked around to pick up some dead grass and wood and make a fire.

Worried that Ziying would freeze to death if she fell asleep, she stabbed him with a branch from time to time. I wanted to say something, but I seemed to be too embarrassed to speak, so I could only clasp my arms and say nothing next to the fire.

"Help me undress!" said Purple Shadow, "It's very cold at night here, and if we don't dry our clothes in time, we'll all freeze to death before tomorrow morning." ”

Zhixue looked at Ziying, obviously resisting. She thought so too, but this lonely man and widow ......

Seeing that she didn't respond, Ziying continued: "I was poisoned, my whole body was paralyzed, and I couldn't move. As my shadow guard, it's your duty. ”

Zhixue couldn't deny it, so she clumsily took off the soaked clothes on Ziying's body one by one, and there was still a close-fitting cyan undershirt, and his strong arms could be vaguely seen. Looking at the trousers he was wearing, Zhi Xue hesitated, her face turned slightly red, her movements slowed down, her hands stayed on his belt, and there was no next move.

Purple Shadow hurriedly said, "That's it, it's okay!" There was a hint of embarrassment on his face.

Oriyuki looked around and found herself on top of a low mountain. There were few plants on the mountain, only a few blackened dead trees.

There were many gray reeds growing near the water, and Weaving Snow cut many with a short sword and placed them next to the fire. Spread another layer of laundry on top that was about to dry, and turned the purple shadow over to get closer to the fire. After being busy for a long time, it took a lot of effort for Zhixue to do it, and she also did it by the fire, and the sound of breathing was extremely heavy.

Ziying looked at the soaked Weaving Snow, "You also take off your clothes and bake, if you are sick, how will you take care of me?"

Zhixue hesitated left and right, but still couldn't stand the cold wind in the night. She turned her back to the purple shadow and began to untie her clothes. First the tunics, then the robes...

Ziying looked at her wearing only a close-fitting white undershirt, and the bandeau inside was looming, Ziying swallowed her saliva, "You ......" The words came to her mouth but she didn't know what to say.

Zhixue heard his voice and stopped talking, and when she looked back, she saw that he had been looking at herself, and her face was red again, "What do you think I do?"

"You... You lean in!" Purple Shadow replied, "Don't worry, I won't think anything wrong about you, it's just that it will be warmer for two people to lean together! Purple Shadow's explanation is slightly redundant.

When Zhixue was said by him, he suddenly remembered what he said on the top of the boat that night: At your level, you still want to suffer.

She thought of the bumpy fire dance with him all day long, day and night. Suddenly a little embarrassed, embarrassed and angry, "Why are you so easy to die, it's okay to freeze for a while!"

Where can she compare to Huo Wu's graceful posture and charming curves. He attaches so much importance to that Fire Dance, why doesn't he see Fire Dance come to save you?

Purple Shadow didn't know where to anger her again, and sneezed several times in a row. "Hurry up, do you want to freeze me to death!" Purple Shadow's words carried an irresistible command.

Weaving Xue glanced at him, but he couldn't bear to see him almost bare-armed, so he had to walk over and sit next to him. Purple Shadow seemed to be satisfied with the little white sheep being so obedient and docile, and it took a lot of effort for him to lift his head up and rest on Weaver's legs. Looking at Zhixue's surprised expression, he was very proud!

Zhi Xue also couldn't do anything about him, so she adjusted a comfortable sitting posture so that Ziying would be more comfortable on her lap. The two of them didn't speak for a while, and no matter how you look at this meeting, it feels very ambiguous.

After going back and forth in the ice lake a few times, Zhixue was already physically and mentally exhausted, and she fell asleep not long after sitting down!

Purple Shadow felt her hands and feet gradually regain sensation, but she didn't move.

He quietly looked at Zhixue's face close at hand, a unique body fragrance that belonged to her lingered on the tip of her nose, and the warmth in her arms made Ziying feel reassured. Gently pinching her face curiously, Ziying only felt that he was only interested in her at first, and the longer they spent together, the more he felt that he seemed to have no resistance to her. Inexplicably, I always want to get to know her, I want to be close to her, and I want to ...... Stay with her.

Purple Shadow closed his eyes, he had never felt that poisoning was such a beautiful thing!

...

Yu Yao opened her eyes slightly in a trance, and she saw a person rubbing her arm, caressing her face from time to time, and calling out her voice with a lot of tenderness, "Yu Yao... Yu Yao..."

The voice was familiar to her, was she hallucinating? Or was she dreaming?

The face of the person in front of him was exactly the same as Yan Cang's face. Sword eyebrows and starry eyes, although his face is dirty, it can't cover his face like a crown of jade.

There were several long wounds on his left hand, as if they had been pierced by a sharp blade, and they were wrapped in black cloth strips indiscriminately, and the blood dried up and congealed on the wounds, which looked very strange. His brow furrowed, his eyes reddened, and he looked desperate when he saw that he had not responded to his call.

"Yu Yao, Yu Yao... Don't leave me!" he cried as he held her tightly in his arms, "What if you die?

Yu Yao felt numb in her hands and feet and couldn't move. "Yan Cang......" her voice was as thin as a mosquito fly.

Yan Cang saw her wake up and wept with joy. "Yu Yao, Yu Yao, you're finally awake! You're really scared of me!"

"Where's Xiaobai?"

Seeing him so sad, a warm feeling surged up in Yu Yao's heart, he was still the same as that young man. But who is the tears on his face, the wounds on his hands, and the vicissitudes of his eyes because of whom?

"Do you miss it? I don't want it every time I send you, I think you don't like it!" For a moment, thinking that Yu Yao would never wake up again, Yan Cang really wanted to go with her.

The heart is dead, what is the point of living? Fortunately, the heavens took pity on the deep affection he had buried for so many years, and Yu Yao woke up.

"How could you not like it!" Yu Yao said slowly. "Always liked..."

At this moment, Yu Yao's eyes were full of him: "Yan Cang, I must be dreaming! I have no regrets about meeting you in my dreams." ”

"Yuyao, wake up!I still have a lot to say to you!!"

Seeing that Yu Yao's lips were purple from the cold, she fell asleep again in a daze, and Yan Cang was very anxious. It's too cold here, and the two of them are soaking wet, and if they don't get warm in time, they will definitely freeze to death here.

But there was no flint on him, and there were a few dead trees standing bare on this mountain of reverse scales, not even hay. Looking around, there was a fire dancing on another mountain not far away.

"Yu Yao, you hold on a little longer!"

Yan Cang found a piece of dead wood, floated on the water, picked up Yu Yao and tied her to his back, jumped into the water, and swam in the direction of the firelight.

After about three quarters of an hour, Yan Cang finally swam to the mountain exhausted.

This mountain is indeed much better than the one just now, and there is dead grass and dead wood everywhere. He found some dry dry grass and spread it on the ground and placed Yu Yao on it.

Exploring her snort, Yan Cang's heart calmed down a lot. The fire was on the other side of the mountain, and I don't know if it was a nearby fisherman or someone else, but he cautiously leaned into the fire and looked, Yan Cang blushed a little.

There were two people sleeping on the dry grass next to him, a man lying half-naked, and a woman wearing only a gauze robe in his arms, the clothes were so thin that his skin color could be seen in Shengxue. The woman was very thin, curled up in the man's arms, and if it weren't for the long hair, I wouldn't know it was a person!

Yan Cang wanted to make a fire to keep warm, and he was afraid that he would be shocked by the good things of these two people!

The other side.

Purple Shadow didn't know when Oriyuki fell, or if it was cold and snuggled into his arms. I saw that the woman in her arms was delicate and lovely, with loose clothes and shoulders. Purple Shadow was the age of his blood, and this situation made him emotional and tense.

Reaching out to brush a few strands of hair from her face, she wanted to kiss the pale lips. But he suddenly noticed someone approaching, and when he looked back, it was Yan Cang, he hurriedly picked up the dried clothes and wrapped Zhixue's thin body into his arms, and roared angrily, "Don't look at it!"

Afraid of disturbing Zhixue's sleep, his voice was very low. The beauty was hugging, and the feeling of fire and depression in his heart made him very unhappy, and when he happened to see Yan Cang, he sprinkled all that anger on him.