When she returned to her place, the woman had finished her exercises, and she was holding her chin and staring at her in front of her in a daze.

Zhao Ziming walked up to her with the fish, stretched out his hand, and said, "Give." ”

The woman glanced at him, then at the fish in his hand, and did not speak, nor answered, but her two beautiful eyebrows slowly frowned.

Zhao Ziming hurriedly said: "I can't find firewood in the cave, the girl will just take it, this fish and meat ...... Not unpleasant. "The more you talk, the quieter it gets.

When the woman saw him like this, her clear eyes were slightly rippling, and she immediately lowered her head and said, "You can eat, I don't need it." ”

Before Zhao Ziming could say anything, he suddenly felt a hot breath rise in his abdomen, spreading to his limbs, he condensed for a moment, his face showed joy, and he stuffed the fish meat into the woman's arms, and said: "The girl is wronged to eat some, it is good for healing." ”

With that, he hurriedly sat down cross-legged next to him, and actually closed his eyes and went away.

The woman didn't expect him to come like this, she was stunned for a moment, looked at the fish in her arms, immediately changed her face, frowned, looked at Zhao Ziming with a disgusted face, and opened her mouth to speak.

But seeing that his expression was solemn, his palms were facing the sky, his hands were raised, and a wisp of white gas rose from the top of his head, he knew that he had reached a critical place, and he couldn't be disturbed, so he had to endure his breath and remain silent.

I wanted to throw away the fish in my arms, but I thought about it again: this is his kindness, even if he doesn't eat it, he shouldn't spoil it, keep it for him.

So he still held his chin and looked ahead, his mind returning to what he had thought before. However, not long after she sat still, she smelled a faint fragrance, which was from the fish in her arms.

Since she went up the mountain, she has rarely eaten, and when she fell off the cliff and fell here, she had nothing to eat, and it took a lot of physical strength to heal her injuries, but she was already hungry.

At this moment, I smelled the fragrance of fish, and my hunger was several times stronger, and my eyes involuntarily fell on the fish, but for a while, I couldn't overcome the psychological barrier of eating raw fish, and I was in a dilemma, and it was difficult to make a choice.

After fighting for a while, the woman finally made up her mind, glanced at Zhao Ziming, and saw that he was still exercising, so she tore off a small piece of meat from the half of the fish he left, closed her eyes, and put it in her mouth.

At first, she didn't dare to chew, she just swallowed, and after eating a few bites, she found that the fish was not only fishy, but also had a sweet taste, and after she felt a lot less resistance, she opened her eyes, tore the fish piece by piece, and ate it.

On Zhao Ziming's side, he was struggling to urge the exercises, refining the heat surging in his abdomen. It turned out that the fish and meat he had just eaten contained a majestic essence, comparable to ginseng, deer antler velvet and other great tonic medicinal materials.

This discovery naturally made Zhao Ziming ecstatic, and the fact that fish meat has such an effect will undoubtedly greatly shorten the time consumed by him to heal his injuries.

Streams of hot air run between the flesh and blood meridians with the internal force, repairing the damage to Zhao Ziming's body. After half a day's hard work, when there was no longer heat in his abdomen, he returned his internal force to the dantian.

Zhao Ziming clenched his fists, moved his body again, felt the changes in his body, and found that his injuries had improved greatly, and he was really happy in his heart.

He looked at the woman, and saw that she was also sitting cross-legged, and half of the fish in her arms was missing, a smile rose at the corner of his mouth, and he was about to get up and go fishing in the cold pool again, but the woman suddenly snorted and spit out a mouthful of blood.

Zhao Ziming saw that her face was flushed and her expression was painful, but she was still changing the seal in her hand, obviously forcibly controlling the internal force, knowing that she should have refined the fish meat, resulting in too much internal force in the body, and the meridians were not very accessible, the internal force could not be contained, and the backlash caused the qi and blood to float.

He didn't care about being rude, sat down opposite the woman, grabbed her hands, poured his internal force into her body, and shouted at the same time: "Hug Yuan Shouyi, luck works." ”

Zhao Ziming used a stupid method, injecting his internal force into the woman's body one by one, scattering it in all directions, causing the woman's internal force to resist on its own, thereby reducing the impact on her body.

The woman understood, although she was a little annoyed by Zhao Ziming's recklessness, but she also knew that the other party was helpless, so she concentrated on absorbing the internal force, and after a long time, she collected all the internal force into the dantian.

Zhao Ziming naturally withdrew his internal force, and before the woman could speak, he quickly let go of his hand and said, "I'll go fishing." Then he hurried away.

The woman looked at his somewhat embarrassed back, and somehow, the anger in her heart disappeared instantly, and she covered her mouth and chuckled, but unfortunately Zhao Ziming walked too quickly and couldn't hear it.

Walking in the cave, Zhao Ziming's heart was still pounding, and all that echoed in his mind was the woman's beautiful face, which made people not have the slightest blasphemy.

He walked slower and slower, and finally simply stopped, looked at his hands, and shook his fingers, which seemed to still have the softness and smoothness of her hands.

There are a lot of whitebait in the cold pool, Zhao Ziming hit down with one stone this time, and he hit three, after they were all peeled and cleaned, he let go of his appetite, ate two, and went back to give the rest to the woman, and he began to refine the heat again.

I don't know the change of day and night in the cave, after Zhao Ziming finished his work, he roughly estimated the time, thought about it, and dispelled the idea of continuing to fish and practice.

Although his body has recovered a lot, he is now very mentally exhausted and urgently needs to rest, otherwise it will be too late and the progress of healing will be delayed.

He let out a long breath, relaxed, leaned his back against the rock wall, put his hands on his lap, and prepared to sleep, but suddenly glanced to the side.

I saw the woman curled up, her head resting on her knees, and a pair of clear eyes were staring at him blankly, and I don't know how long she had been looking at him like this.

It wasn't until he looked over that he came back to his senses, hurriedly turned his face away, and a faint flush rose on the side of Zhao Ziming's cheek.

Zhao Ziming touched his head and smirked, he was also a little embarrassed, and he didn't know what to say, so he had to close his eyes and pretend to sleep, but his heart was beating like thunder, and he would be able to sleep for a while.

After a while, Zhao Ziming suddenly opened his eyes, listened for a moment, and asked the woman, "Girl, are you feeling unwell?"

The woman moved her body slightly and said, "No...... Yes. The cold voice trembled slightly.

Zhao Ziming frowned, got up and approached the woman, stretched out a finger to probe her forehead, found that it was very hot, and said, "You have a cold." Then he pinched her clothes again, but they were wet.

The woman raised her head, her face was covered with large beads of sweat, she looked at Zhao Ziming, her eyes were slightly annoyed, her mouth was slightly open, but she couldn't speak, her jaw trembled slightly, and she made a crisp sound of her teeth bumping against each other.

Zhao Ziming saw that she was invaded by the cold and was seriously ill, and asked, "Can the girl still exercise her skills?" He wanted to remove the cold for her through the method of internal force cultivation.

The woman looked away, biting her lower lip and remaining silent.

Seeing this, Zhao Ziming suddenly had a headache. However, he was not an indecisive person, he only hesitated for a moment, then said "offended", put one hand on the woman's shoulder, and with a little force, turned her back to him, pressed his hands on her back, and urged the internal force to be transported into her body.

The woman struggled at first, but slowly stopped moving, she was really too sick, her body was weak and weak, if she didn't grit her teeth to support her, she was afraid that she would have passed out.

Zhao Ziming is proficient in medical skills, and the internal force cultivated according to the nameless exercise method is also the power of pure yang that is extremely authentic and domineering, so it is not difficult for him to get rid of the cold qi.

Half an hour later, Zhao Ziming got up with a tired face, took off his jacket and put it next to the woman, and said, "You changed into wet clothes." ”

Then he took a piece of fish that the woman had put on the ground with a cotton cloth, and then he turned and went into the bend in front of him, sat down, ate the fish, and fell into a deep sleep.

The cold on the woman's body has been removed, her condition has improved slightly, she is not as dizzy as before, and her body is weak, she picked up the jacket left by Zhao Ziming, felt the temperature between her fingers, and the corners of her eyes suddenly flashed with crystal tears.

In the next few days, Zhao Ziming went back and forth between the waterhole and the cave, fishing, practicing, and the injuries on his body recovered at a gratifying speed.

With the help of Zhao Ziming, the woman's condition has also improved greatly, the symptoms of cold invasion have disappeared, and the internal injuries she suffered can also be treated by herself.

Maybe it's because they're not good at talking, the two don't communicate much, Zhao Ziming only knows that her name is Ning Xiaoyu, the daughter of Ning Xingyun, the general of Zhenxi, who went up the mountain to hunt the Snow Tiger and obtain tiger blood to heal his father's injuries.

"Give. As soon as Zhao Ziming finished his exercise, a hand reached over, and his jacket was placed on the palm of his hand, neatly folded.

Zhao Ziming turned his head to look at Ning Xiaoyu, "I'm not cold, you're wearing it." Ning Xiaoyu didn't speak, but just put his hand horizontally in front of him. Zhao Ziming said helplessly: "I'm really not cold." ”

The clothes that were originally wet on Ning Xiaoyu's body were taken by Zhao Ziming as early as two days ago and dried with body temperature. Now that she has recovered from her cold illness, she is unwilling to let Zhao Ziming wear a single coat every day to be cold, "I'm not cold." ”

Although they didn't get along for a long time, Zhao Ziming probably figured out Ning Xiaoyu's temper and knew that even if she didn't accept the jacket, she wouldn't wear it again, so she had to take the jacket and put it back on her body.

The two were silent for a while, and Zhao Ziming stood up, "I'm going fishing." ”

Ning Xiaoyu followed and stood up, "I'll go too." ”

So the two of them came to the side of the grotto Hantan. Zhao Ziming picked up the stone in his hand, put on a posture, and his eyes were firmly fixed on the water, after his hunting these days, the frequency of whitebait appeared much lower than before.

Seeing him like this, Ning Xiaoyu had probably guessed his fishing method, pursed his lips slightly, glanced at the waterhole, and then leaned over and pulled out a small and delicate dagger on his trouser leg.

She spread out her palms and stared at the dagger with both eyes, only to see the dagger suddenly float in the air, and she waved her hand to the waterhole, and the dagger brushed the ground, crossed an arc, and pierced into the water.