Xia Ya hurt so much that her face, eyes, nose and mouth were crowded into a ball. She quickly pressed the wound hard, and shivered for a while before she could breathe. She didn't care about her first kiss, she glared and cursed: "You want to kill me. !!"
The poor bastard was furious, thinking that this bastard had taken advantage of him so much that he dared to scold him like this, and said angrily, "You bastard, just now..."
"Shut up!" Xia Ya's face changed dramatically, and he gritted his teeth hard: "Nothing happened just now! You'd better forget it! You, you are not allowed to say it, otherwise I will stop being a human being in the future!"
As he said that, he looked around and saw the goblin princess who was sitting in a corner, with a murderous look on her face: "And you! You are not allowed to say it!"
When the goblin princess heard the words, she quickly nodded in fear.
The poor bastard almost fainted out of breath!
It is too unreasonable to be taken advantage of by this turtle! This bastard actually seems to have suffered a big loss? !
With such an episode, both turned their heads and ignored each other.
Xiaya pulled a piece of cloth by himself, barely wrapped the wound, then sat there with his head in his head and started to worry.
Where does Uncle Xia's worry come from
Nonsense, can you not worry
He calmed down now, and found a fact with grief and indignation, that is... He, Uncle Xia, has once again become a pauper.
With this escape just now, Uncle Xia threw away the belongings he had just saved up! He didn't even have time to bring that big burden that contained all his belongings!
Heck, damn it! There are dozens of gold coins in there! !
And his battle axe, shield, all destroyed.
Not even the wolf skin of the bloodthirsty wolf was left behind! !
Now Xiaya has recovered to the time when he just left Wildfire Town, no, it is even worse than that time. At that time, at least he still had a rotten axe in his hand, but now, there is only a fire fork left.
Uh-huh? !
Fire fork! !
He picked up the fire fork that the poor bastard had thrown under his feet, held it in his hand and looked at it carefully.
This rotten fire fork is full of black charcoal ash that has been nurtured for many years. The thick layer is probably not clean if it is scratched. It is black and has no luster at all.
I have been using this thing since I can remember, and I don't know where it came from. I think it was probably thrown into the hearth by the old guy before, and Xiaya has never discovered its magic. Take it and fork a briquettes or turn over charcoal or something.
As for its sharpness... Would you be bored with your home fire fork to chop a kitchen knife to test it
After being busy for a while, Xia Ya's anger subsided a little, and after looking at the poor man, he remembered some doubts in his heart, and coughed: "Hey, that, you, I have something to ask you."
The poor worm turned around with a stern face: "What!"
Xia Ya sighed with a deep expression: "Hey... If I guessed correctly, these guys who are chasing us seem to have something to do with you! The guy who rode before asked me if I had met other humans, And... I noticed, you look like hell when you see them!"
The poor worm's expression changed, she knew she couldn't hide it, and when she fled just now, the other party had already seen her, so she would definitely not give up, she nodded with a sullen face: "Yes... they really came to me. These people should all be sent by my uncle."
"Your uncle?" Xia Ya frowned, staring at the poor man: "Are these people here to rescue you?" But then he shook his head first: "No! You seem to be afraid of being found by them."
The poor bastard pursed his lips, and finally said in a low voice: "You don't have to guess, they should have been ordered to... kill me!!"
Xia Ya's eyes were rounded, and he looked at the poor man up and down for a while. The poor man felt uneasy when he saw him, sighed secretly, and was hesitating. If this bastard asked him, would he really want to tell him the truth? Now, looking at the situation, I can only rely on his protection...
She looked a little sad: "This matter was originally a secret, a scandal in my family..."
Before she could continue, Xia Ya suddenly laughed twice, stopped her, and patted the poor man on the shoulder, almost not dislocating her shoulder: "Haha! Didn't I save you again?! Hey, poor bastard, it seems that your family is rich, and you can actually hire such a powerful killer. If you have the life to go back, you will have to pay me a large amount of protection fee. !"
The poor bastard opened his mouth and stared at Xia Ya in surprise, and finally couldn't help but whisper: "You, you don't want to ask me..."
"There's no need to ask." As soon as Xia Ya waved his hand, his face calmed down, and he said lightly, "So what if you know, will it improve our current predicament? If you have a life, let's go back and talk about other things!"
His expression was calm for less than a moment, and then he suddenly realized that his hand was still on the poor worm's shoulder, and he felt a chill in his heart, so he quickly retracted his hand and shivered all over his body.
Not daring to look at the poor bastard again, for fear of causing him to recall the "tragedy" just now, Xiaya looked around: "Let's find a way to get out of here first, those guys don't seem to give up easily, um, we..."
"At this point, do you still want to find that dragon?" The poor bastard frowned and looked worried: "Even if you find the dragon's treasure and are stared at by these people, you can't carry the treasure back. Bar."
Xia Ya sighed heavily and snorted: "No choice. Those guys are in the south, and now we can only turn our heads and go north."
Immediately, Xi Ya took the fire fork and looked at the opposite cliff. Xi Ya gestured twice with the fire fork, took a step back, and jumped forward.
His strength is also really frightening. He jumped out of this step and jumped to the cliff with a height of several meters. With a low roar, the fire fork slammed into the cliff! This fire fork cuts like a stone, actually like cutting tofu!
With the fire fork as a foothold, Xi Ya freed up one hand and threw the rope wrapped around the waistband of his body over: grab the rope, and I will pull you up.
This guy's physique is like a monster, and he still has such energy after several injuries.
After pulling the poor worm and the goblin up with a rope, he wrapped the rope around his waist and tied it tightly, freed his hand, and cut the fire fork inserted into the cliff back and forth a few times, cut a gap, and inserted his hand into it. Go and hold it tightly, then pull out the fire fork, try to push it up, and stab it into the top of the head.
After going back and forth several times in this way, he finally pulled the poor man and the goblin princess up the cliff that was dozens of meters high.
Xia Ya was so tired that she sat on the ground and panted, and the wound on her shoulder was bleeding again, staining her clothes red.
The poor worm couldn't bear to see it: "Your wound is bleeding..."
Xia Ya snorted in pain, and said angrily: "nonsense, you will bleed if you take a hit. It's just that there is no medicine here, damn... "
Speaking of the medicine, the poor worm's eyes lit up, she sat down immediately, and quickly took off her boots to expose her feet.
The wounds on her feet, and the new medicine she put on this morning, were limited at the moment, so she couldn't take care of so much, she reached out and scraped a little residual medicine from her wounds.
When Xia Ya saw it, she was angry: "Hey! You used it for your stinky feet, and you actually let me rub it on the wound?"
The poor worm was so angry that he almost burst into tears, but he bit his lip: "Do you like it or not, it doesn't need to hurt you to death!"
After all, Xia Ya was used to living in the wild, knowing that if this kind of injury is not treated, the blood can kill people. Even if his physique is strong, after all, he is in danger now, so he can't care about so much.
Next, we continued on our way, but Xia was injured and couldn't carry the poor worm. As a result... Oaks was in bad luck.
It was forced to carry a pitiful creature much taller than itself, and staggered behind Char.
The group did not dare to walk along the river, and walked all the way to the east for a long time before turning to the north in the evening.
Knowing that the chasing soldiers would find him at any time, he naturally didn't dare to camp, but hurried on the road overnight.
The three had no food, were tired and hungry, and were afraid that their position would be exposed at night, so they dared not make a fire. They walked the road in the middle of the night. Except for Xia, who could persevere, the poor worm and Oaks couldn't stand it anymore. .
Especially the poor bastard, who took a dip in the water yesterday, and it was winter again. When the cold wind blew at night, in the morning, she saw her face turning blue, leaning on Oaks' back and fighting with her teeth.
Xia Ya was also a little worried when he saw it in his eyes. When it was dawn, everyone finally sat down and rested. The goblin princess' small legs were already shaking, and she couldn't stand up again after she threw herself down.
With reluctance, Xia Ya searched around for a while. After turning over a stone, she cheered and pulled out the fire fork to dig up the soil.
After a while, Xia Ya ran back, holding a large group of thin red things that looked like fish eggs in a pair of big hands.
The poor bastard was a little confused from the cold, and he saw Xia Ya's hand stretched out in front of him, and looked down at the thing in Xia Ya's hand: "What?"
"Eat it!" Xia Ya said involuntarily, directly pinching the poor man's chin, forcing her to open her mouth and stuff a mass in it.
The entrance of the thing is thin and crisp, with a slightly sour feeling, and the dry mouth is actually good. The poor bastard ate two bites, and there was food in his stomach, and he was instantly refreshed and felt a little warmth in his belly. Looking up at the turtle, there was some gratitude in his eyes: "What is this?"
Char licked his tongue and looked at his hand - the thing was just a small ball, and the poor bastard ate it all by himself.
"The eggs of red ants." Xia Ya said lightly: "This thing is very good, you can feel full after eating it, and red ants are dry, and the eggs can go cold. You will be sweating in a while, and you will feel much more comfortable. "
The poor bastard wanted to say something, but suddenly saw Xi Ya's throat move, as if he was swallowing saliva, and when he saw the empty hands of this turtle, he immediately realized something in his heart. Originally, people are fragile when they are weak. It was because his heart softened, and the warmth brought by the red ant eggs in his stomach, he didn't know why, but his heart was actually warmed up. He stared blankly at this turtle, but he couldn't say a word.
After resting until the sun came out, the group continued on the road. After the poor man was sweating, his spirit recovered a little, but he didn't know what to do. He fell silent and stopped talking to Xia Ya, as if he was even talking to this turtle. There is no interest in bickering, but occasionally his eyes wander, but he can't help but look at this turtle.
This turtle walked in front with its head held high. In the cold morning wind, the hot air from Xia Ya's breathing was clearly visible in the air. crazy...