After discussing the "Three Envoys of Fengyun", it was decided not to mention it for the time being, but Zhu Ziliu and the two of them did not know that the "Three Envoys of Fengyun" had given up chasing them, and Zhu Ziliu thought that Li Mochou was injured and ran wildly.

In fact, Li Mochou had basically expelled the alien true qi that had invaded his body within the time when Zhu Ziliu had his great might against the "Three Envoys of Wind and Cloud", and the injury on his chest was no longer a major problem, but I don't know why when he saw Zhu Ziliu's not tall figure standing in front of him with all his might, resisting the opponent and protecting himself like a madman, Li Mochou's state of mind has never been so calm and serene for more than ten years.

When Zhu Ziliu was running wildly with Li Mochou, although Li Mochou's right arm was through the robe, he could still feel the warmth from Zhu Ziliu's palm, the corners of Li Mochou's mouth were slightly upturned, and he couldn't help but show a smile, but in the blink of an eye, she immediately restrained it, as if it had never appeared.

I don't know when there was a light rain in the sky, Zhu Ziliu and Li Mochou were still moving forward rapidly, the rain was getting heavier and heavier, and it gradually became a splashing trend, the road became muddy, and the speed of the two gradually decreased.

"It seems that they didn't catch up, and it is even more impossible for them to track our traces when the rain is so heavy......," Li Mochou said in a low voice.

"Hmm!" Zhu Ziliu responded, as if he wanted to say something, but his body suddenly stumbled, and the whole person fell to the ground with a "pop!" Li Mochou was shocked, and hurriedly stepped forward to help Zhu Ziliu sit up, and after careful inspection, he found that Zhu Ziliu had actually fainted.

"Hmph! Sure enough, it's useless, it's a scholar. If you don't have the ability, don't learn from others! I fainted before I could do anything. I have to take care of you!" Li Mochou complained in his mouth, but he was not slow at all. With both arms, he lifted Zhu Ziliu up and walked forward slowly.

The rainstorm is getting heavier and heavier, Li Mochou is a woman after all, her body is limited, and it is very difficult to travel with the unconscious Zhu Ziliu in this bad weather. Fortunately, it took about a stick of incense. Li Mochou found a wooden house at the foot of the mountain, which was used by people who went into the mountains to hunt, cut wood, and collect medicine. It took a lot of effort for Li Mochou to settle Zhu Ziliu on the wooden bed, and then lit a bonfire with firewood in the house, leaning against the fire to dry her soaked clothes. It's a little more comfortable up and down.

Just when Li Mochou was squatting by the bonfire with his hands on his shoulders for a long time, he heard Zhu Ziliu on the wooden bed involuntarily moaning in pain in a coma. Li Mochou woke up violently, came back to his senses, and hurriedly got up and came to Zhu Ziliu's bedside, only to see Zhu Ziliu's pale face. The whole body was trembling slightly, and the whole person was already curled up together.

Li Mochou was in a hurry, and reached out to try Zhu Ziliu's forehead, "Ah, why is it so hot!" Li Mochou was panicked in his heart, a little at a loss, and only calmed down after taking a few deep breaths, Zhu Ziliu's consciousness at this time was already a little blurred, and he shouted cold for a while. A moment of thirst.

Li Mochou has really not taken care of anyone else for many years, except for taking care of the young little dragon girl in the ancient tomb when he was a child, and later pulling Hong Lingbo.

looked at Zhu Ziliu's cold and unbearable appearance. After Li Mochou struggled a few times in his heart, he took off Zhu Ziliu's wet clothes with a blushing face, put them on the wooden shelf by the bonfire to bake, took off his Taoist robe and put it on Zhu Ziliu, leaving only a moon-white middle coat, and his figure looked so thin in the night breeze.

But Zhu Ziliu still kept shouting cold. Li Mochou had no choice but to help Zhu Ziliu to the edge of the bonfire, and Li Mochou hugged Zhu Ziliu in his arms. Use your own body temperature and the temperature of the campfire to help Zhu Ziliu warm and resist the cold. ...

During this period, Zhu Ziliu was awake for a moment, but he didn't wait for Li Mochou to be happy. Then he fell into a groggy coma, and I don't know when the rainstorm had stopped, and Li Mochou had already changed Zhu Ziliu into dry clothes.

However, the two of them were still snuggling up to the bonfire, and Zhu Ziliu fell into a state of stupor again, flickering tongues of fire made Zhu Ziliu's sick face have a warm red light, and it reflected Li Mochou with a complicated expression, even if she didn't want to admit it in her heart at this moment, she also felt a different feeling for Zhu Ziliu in her heart.

This feeling made Li Mochou have a trace of joy, but more of it was a complex taste of panic, chagrin and anger, and even Li Mochou took out the "Ice Spirit Silver Needle" several times to stab Zhu Ziliu's eyebrows, but when there were still a few inches away, his expression changed several times and he still put it away in a gloomy manner.

After a long time, after surviving the darkness and cold before dawn, the sky has brightened, Zhu Ziliu's body temperature has dropped, after all, he is a person who practices martial arts, his body is tough, his situation has improved greatly, he no longer moans in pain, and he no longer talks nonsense, just blindly sleeping, and the look on his face has become much more peaceful.

After Li Mochou settled Zhu Ziliu on the wooden bed again, he closed the doors and windows of the wooden house, walked out quickly, and walked towards the mountain. Li Mochou is familiar with the "Five Poisons Secret Biography", and those who are proficient in poisoning must also have a deep understanding of medicinal properties, and they are naturally not a problem for the treatment of wind and cold.

At this time, they are still near Mount Emei, which belongs to the Qionglai Mountains, which are rich in natural resources and all kinds of herbs are readily available, but after the heavy rain, the mountain road is muddy and difficult to walk, Li Mochou can't take care of it, frowning and enduring the shoes and socks are covered with mud and fallen leaves.

After a while, he collected the required concentrated Chinese herbs, and Li Mochou was afraid that Zhu Ziliu would encounter any accidents in the wooden house alone, so he hurried back non-stop.

Li Mochou suddenly remembered something halfway through, turned the corner to a village in the distance where smoke rose and chickens and dogs were faintly heard, and in one of the empty houses, he rummaged through the cabinets and found a few clothes similar to Zhu Ziliu's body inside and out, and when he turned around to leave, he lowered his head and thought for a while, took out a piece of loose silver from his arms and put it on the table, and then floated away.

When he returned to the wooden house and saw that Zhu Ziliu was still sleeping peacefully on the bed, Li Mochou breathed a sigh of relief, put away the "Ice Spirit Silver Needle" arranged at the door just in case, turned out the clay pot in the wooden house, set it on the bonfire and began to decoct the medicine, and after a while, a strong smell of Chinese herbs permeated the wooden house.

Li Mochou carefully fed Zhu Ziliu to drink the medicinal soup, and after a cup of tea, Zhu Ziliu sweated profusely, and his body temperature dropped further, but the clothes on his body were wet with sweat again; It's really raw and cooked twice, Li Mochou quickly changed Zhu Ziliu's coarse cloth peasant clothes, and took the Confucian shirt to dry. (To be continued)