Hua Jinglan couldn't escape his eyes. She suddenly couldn't understand him. He wouldn't be this kind of person. He wouldn't be someone who would sacrifice his life for someone who had nothing to do with him. He looked like a fox when he smiled. When he is angry, he is as evil as a ghost. He only plans for his country. Why would he say such a thing
"Chun Yuyan..." She murmured his name. She wanted to ask many questions, but she didn't know where to start.
In fact, Chun Yuyan never understood himself. He just followed his own intuition. He looked at her seriously and said, "Hua Jinglan, if I die, help me win the country of Houyue!"
Hua Jinglan couldn't understand even more. After winning for him, he traveled across the country. Was he saying his last words or telling a joke
This was different from what she expected, different!
With a quick mind and faster hands, Hua Jinglan swept his hands away with one hand, took three steps back with Kuanglan Sword, looked at him coldly and said: "Chun Yuyan, do you think that if you do this, I will feel guilty?" ?”
Chun Yuyan's lips lost all color. He smiled weakly, held his wrist and took a step forward, "Lan'er, stop making trouble. If it's even closer, Kuanglan Sword will be completely..."
Hua Jinglan raised her hand and inserted the Kuanglan Sword into the crack of the stone. She tore off her clothes and strode over. She took his hand and wrapped it around his bleeding wound. Only then did she realize that her hands He was actually trembling!
Quickly wrapping up his wound, she quickly pushed it away and looked at him with a frown, "Chun Yuyan, I won't be grateful to you."
Chun Yuyan shook his head. He didn't want her gratitude, "I just want you to owe me a favor."
Hua Jinglan looked relaxed and said, "You stay here. There are hemostatic herbs on the cliff. I'll go down and collect them."
As soon as she got off the cliff, Chun Yuyan swayed and then fell over.
It took Hua Jinglan a long time to collect enough herbs to stop bleeding. When she climbed up the cliff, she saw Chun Yuyan lying on the ground with a deathly pale face. She trembled all over, suppressing some emotions that wanted to rush out. She slowly walked to him and squatted down. Check his breath.
Still alive...!
Hua Jinglan quickly chewed up the herbs and applied them to him, fed him two more pills, and then wrapped his wrists again. Hua Jinglan breathed a sigh of relief, patted his pale cheek, frowned, and gently He helped him lie on his lap and stared down at him.
Chun Yuyan, Chun Yuyan, actually, it was you who defeated me...
The two of them snuggled up to each other and fell asleep on the edge of the cliff. No one saw the Kuanglan Sword behind them, its dark red glow unabated...
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When Hua Jinglan woke up, Chun Yuyan was still asleep. She reached out and touched his forehead. Seeing that his face had recovered a little, she put him down and went to the woods to pick some wild fruits, chew them up, and feed them to him mouth to mouth. Eat.
By the time he finished feeding him, Hua Jinglan was so tired that her tongue was cramped. She originally thought it was quite simple, but she didn't expect it to be a technical job. She had to make him eat something while facing a motionless person. It's really difficult.
Reaching out to take his hand into her arms, Hua Jinglan sighed, thinking that this time the favor was a little too much. A broken sword could almost kill him, King Xiaoyao. It would be strange to chase people to the ends of the earth.
Holding his hand, she brushed away the wind-blown hair from his cheeks with complicated eyes.
She didn't know how sincere Chunyu Yan was, but when he held her wrist and insisted on feeding Kuanglan Sword blood last night, she felt as if she had lost her breath.
"You just lost one game, but I lost more..." She murmured, looking at him.
Someone suddenly held her hand. Chun Yuyan grabbed her hand tightly with a sharp gaze and said, "Hua Jinglan, I gave you my life, you have to give me your heart!"
Their eyes met, and there seemed to be impulsive and complex emotions surging in their eyes, but no one spoke. They only heard the mountain wind passing between the two of them, and Chun Yuyan's words seemed to be blown away by the wind. Same thing, I can't tell if it's true or if I'm hallucinating.
Hua Jinglan's eyes changed several times, and finally she smiled softly and said: "Chun Yuyan, your life is not worth that much money, and besides, you are not dead either."
Chun Yuyan sat up, stretched out his arms to hug her, held her tightly in his arms, and whispered: "Don't move, let me hold you for a while."
Hua Jinglan didn't know what the situation was like now. She seemed a little anxious and her scalp was numb, but she didn't want to push him away, but it was different from the feeling of holding Yuchi Yue...
Then I thought about it, he had shed so much blood in vain, so let's treat it as compensation.
When Hua Jinglan's back was numb with stiffness, Chun Yuyan was willing to let go of her, but she instantly returned to her usual frivolous appearance, lying on her shoulder and blowing into her ear, "Lan'er, my feet are weak. Can’t walk.”
"You can't leave, right? Why don't you just interrupt and leave?" Hua Jinglan said with a straight face, but secretly laughed.
Pulling up the Kuanglan sword, the sword's blade was still bright and discernible, but the difference was that the sword's blade had turned dark red. At first, she thought it was blood stained on it, but it couldn't be wiped off. Hua Jinglan finally woke up, Kuanglan Lan Jian has sucked Chun Yuyan's blood.
Chunyu Yan smiled and said, "The blood was not shed in vain after all."
Hua Jinglan swung her sword. Except for the color, she didn't see anything different from yesterday. She wrinkled her nose severely and muttered, "I hugged you for nothing!"
"What did you say?" Chun Yuyan came over and asked her.
"It's okay," Hua Jinglan dodged him sideways, put the Kuanglan sword back into its sheath, and said, "Let's go down the mountain."
"I can't walk." Chun Yuyan stood still.
He had lost so much blood and it was normal for his limbs to feel weak. She thought for a moment and walked to him, squatted down, and said, "Come up here, and I'll carry you down the mountain."
Chunyu Yan's face suddenly darkened, and she gritted her teeth and said, "I won't let you carry it even if I die!"
Hua Jinglan glanced at him with disdain, "You should be laughing if I'm willing to carry you on my back. It's okay if you don't want me to carry you on my back. Just climb down the mountain!"
After she finished speaking, she turned around and left. Chun Yuyan cursed in a low voice and quickly followed, put his arm on her shoulders, and coldly snorted: "Help me down the mountain!"
Hua Jinglan pouted, avoiding his wounds and holding him steady, while Chun Yuyan put his arms around her shoulders with a smile on his lips, and the two of them walked down the mountain step by step.