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The bonfire was burning vigorously, and there was a slight sound of crackling, and a warm light was reflected in the dark and narrow cave.
The young man was shirtless, and took off the black coat from the simple wooden hanger. He leaned over and sniffed it several times like a dog. There was a bloody smell on it. Fortunately, it was washed away by the rain, and it was not so strong that it was too strong. Nausea.
He turned around and handed it to Lin Lang, "The clothes on your body are soaked in water, take them off and change into this."
Lin Lang nodded, touched the belt of the inner jacket with her light-white fingers, and lifted the clothes in front of him, revealing a corner of the bellyband embroidered with silver and vermilion gold.
Yan Zhaolie was stunned for a moment, and with a bang in his head, the red tide immediately climbed up his entire neck. He quickly turned around and stammered, "You, you should also say something when you change your clothes."
After all, he doesn't understand human affairs, so he's actually a little shy.
Although they kissed and touched Lin Lang before, most of them were motivated by youthful desire and revenge, and they pursued unilateral physical pleasure.
Now that the mood has changed, the reaction is naturally different.
"Why, are you still shy?" Lin Lang chuckled.
How could Yan Zhaolie be underestimated by her, and immediately retorted, "Joke, you have seen the commanding officer of the mighty capital, the mighty general of the hussars—"
"Snapped!"
A wet little thing was thrown on his head indiscriminately, and it covered his eyes with great precision.
"This is… "
Yan Zhaolie tore off the thing, but the "what thing" hadn't come out yet, he looked at the Bingdi hibiscus in his palm, at that moment, his ears exploded, his face exploded, and his whole body exploded into pieces fireworks.
Half of his life was almost lost by Lin Lang.
Lin Lang saw that Shizi's back was stiff, and he walked to the wooden frame with both hands and feet. Although he was a little awkward, he still spread out her personal belongings to dry, carefully, without a single wrinkle.
As soon as he turned his head, the bad woman who was playing tricks on him threw another one over, this time it was a white undershirt, which covered the drops of water all over his face.
Yan Zhaolie took it off, and couldn't help glaring, over and over again, she was addicted to throwing clothes, right
No, Huo Gang was weak on the first day, so where would he stand in the future
Just as he was thinking so, when he raised his head, Lin Lang was hiding in his big black clothes, a soft little ball.
She tilted her head to look at him, maybe she didn't know it, one side of the clothes slipped off, half of the shoulders and collarbone were clearly seen by him.
For a moment, Yan Zhaolie's heart was flustered and his mouth was dry.
There are lonely men and widows in this barren mountains and wild mountains. The two have just become married under the witness of heaven and earth. Logically speaking, it is normal for something to happen.
When his gaze shifted to the woman's pale lips, Yan Zhaolie wanted to slap himself twice, she was still seriously injured, yet he was still thinking about these nasty things!
The male protagonist felt deeply guilty, and he had a 10,000-word self-criticism.
From Lin Lang's point of view, the other party was like a fool, frozen in place and not moving. She picked up a stone and threw it.
With a bang, it hit him right on the forehead.
"Fool, come here and keep me warm."
She was ruthless in ordering people.
Yan Zhaolie really obediently passed by, and he was still thinking about how to keep warm. Lin Lang put her calf on his thigh, adjusted her comfortable sitting position, and hung her hands around his neck like water snakes, her cheek resting on her chest , The whole person curled up in the arms of the son of the world like a cat.
This posture is quite obsessive and sticky, and Yan Zhaolie's heart beats like a deer, especially when he realizes that Lin Lang is only wearing one of his clothes.
But after a while, his fawn couldn't hit it anymore.
Below the thighs, all numb.
Yan Zhaolie could feel that the wound was like a nest of ants crawling over, the itching was unbearable, and there was faint blood oozing out. But as soon as he lowered his head, the little heartless person who used him as a cushion fell asleep.
Really heartless.
He stretched out his hand carefully, and hugged her waist, he had to hold her tighter, lest this person would not sleep well and slip down in a daze.
In the middle of the night, there was another miserable cold rain pattering outside the cave. Yan Zhaolie leaned against the stone wall, he didn't sleep, the forest was full of corpses, there might be large beasts haunting here.
The muscles and bones in the body were numb and swollen, and the whole brain was dizzy. When he couldn't hold on, he either snapped his fingers or hit his head with a stone next to him.
Or, turn your head to look at Lin Lang.
My restless heart strangely calmed down.
Yan Zhaolie bent his fingers, couldn't help it, his fingertips brushed over her face like a dragonfly on water, delicately tracing the outline, from the eyebrows to the shape of the lips.
If the king of hell is merciful and allows them to continue to live in the world, he is not a son, and she is not his stepmother, the two of them will be reborn for a new round, in another strange place, in another strange crowd, Be an ordinary couple, work at sunrise and rest at sunset.
He can hunt and fish, but he will never ask her to live and sleep with him, and suffer from bumps and bumps.
"I beg you, stay alive."
Yan Zhaolie lowered his head and kissed her forehead.
Please, survive, you don't even know how precious you are. The world has lost you, but it has lost a believer among all peoples. It doesn't care. Anyway, more believers will worship it in the future.
You said, what should I do in the future if my believer disappears from the world
Traveling thousands of miles, marching from Kyoto to Beidi, charging into the battle, fearless of death, never for the sake of the emperor's court and ranking among the top three. In this half of my life, I have enjoyed the glory and wealth, and I have also had the high spirits of a young man with a jade bridle and a red tassel, which is enough, and I will not ask for more.
Regardless of the grandeur of thousands of miles of rivers, regardless of the fact that the court is over ten thousand people, I only want my world to be safe.
Yan Zhaolie guarded Linlang for a whole night.
Compared with his strong resilience, the other party's slender body and bones were obviously not very obedient. Except for the lucidity of that night, the rest of the time fell into a coma. She shouted cold for a while, and hot for a while. She was sweating and tortured.
Seeing her twitching and crying, Yan Zhaolie's heart ached, and he wished he could bear all these sins on behalf of others.
When Lin Lang was burning the most, her cheeks were hot and red, she was in a daze, and she talked nonsense, most of which were inaudible. Her breath became weaker and weaker, and she looked weak like she was not long ago.
Yan Zhaolie's face was withered, and his hands and feet were icy cold.
In the end, her throat was hoarse, and she couldn't shout anymore, and slowly, she calmed down.
Deathly silence.
Yan Zhaolie hardly dared to look at her face, fearing that what he would see would be some kind of paleness that would break his heart. He wrapped his arms around Lin Lang's shoulders, pressed his face to his chest, and said beggingly, "Please, I must, I must survive. Open your eyes and look at me. I'm here. We just got married. You Are you willing to leave me?"
As he spoke, he couldn't help but collapsed, and fell on Lin Lang's body and cried bitterly.
It was like the mournful cry of a trapped animal in a cage, weeping blood.
Yan Zhaolie actually gave up hope, he hugged him tightly, the pungent smell of sweat mixed with blood.
He sat motionless, as if he had become a statue, staring at the campfire with two stone bead eyes, until the fire gradually died down, leaving only the red-hot stars.
Suddenly, his chest was scratched.
His expression was numb, like a walking dead, his whole soul was hollowed out. He pays no attention to anything, doesn't care about anything.
"Fool… "
The thin breath brushed the neck, "The fire, the fire is about to go out."
Yan Zhaolie lowered his head blankly.
Lin Lang's eyes opened a slit, and she was trying to squint at him.
He still looked like a goose, but the tears trickled down unknowingly, dripping, hitting Lin Lang's face with pain, and a few teardrops slipped into the corners of her mouth, very salty.
Lin Lang turned her face away in disgust. When she turned her head, the tears got into her collar, making it sticky and making her feel even more uncomfortable. She frowned angrily, "Still crying, are you finished?"
Yan Zhaolie was scolded by her, so his sobs stopped, only a pair of red rabbit eyes were left looking at her.
Lin Lang poked his forehead with her fingers, and said helplessly, "Nothing."
He pursed his lips. Seeing that the kid was wronged and seemed about to cry again, Lin Lang hurriedly diverted his thoughts, "I'm thirsty, hungry and cold now, and just now I heard Lord Yama summoned me to a banquet."
Yan Zhaolie said no, if she dared to go, he would break her legs first, and then commit suicide.
Well, seeing that she survived, this person started to play tricks again.
Although his words were unforgiving, Shizi's hands and feet were extremely nimble, and he picked up dry branches and continued to light the fire. Worried that Lin Lang would be alone in the cave, he didn't dare to go too far, so he filled a nearby pool with water, and twisted a few branches, covered with wild fruits.
He skewered the red wild fruit on a wire, roasted it softly, then wrapped it with young leaves and handed it to Lin Lang.
Lin Lang was full, and said several times that she had had enough, but he was still squatting in front of the coals, concentrating on roasting fruit for her in different ways.
This time she narrowly escaped death and scared people enough, Yan Zhaolie was very worried, he always felt that Lin Lang usually ate too little for the sake of restraint, that's why her body was so weak and she almost died. He decided that in the future, he must feed Lin Lang until she becomes fat. Even if she becomes a big meatball, it doesn't matter. Safety and health are more important than anything else.
Lin Lang really couldn't take it anymore, and the other party kept stuffing it into her mouth.
She quickly took it over and turned to feed it to Shi Ziye.
I don't know what to imagine, the other party looked very sad, and rubbed her into his arms pitifully, "Don't worry, as long as I'm here, I will never let you go hungry."
Lin Lang fell into a long silence.
How blind must his eyes be to fail to see that her belly has bulged into a small hillock
She suspected that Shizi had lost his mind.
Fortunately, Yan Zhaolie only had convulsions for a few days, and when Lin Lang's cheeks turned red again, he had no choice but to regretfully terminate the plan of artificial meat balls.
After he packed some wild fruits, he prepared to take Linlang down the mountain.
Yan Zhaolie didn't intend to go back the same way, even though he knew that with the Zhaoye Jade Lion, their journey would be smoother. But after three or four days, Li Jinxue must have sent back the news that he was buried in the belly of the python, so why not take this opportunity to confirm the fact of his death.
In order to show his sincere attitude of respecting Lin Lang's wishes, Yan Zhaolie deliberately mentioned this matter to Lin Lang. From then on, there was no heir and wife of the Duke in the world, only an ordinary couple who had to flee to the end of the world after being attacked by the war.
Lin Lang saw that he was so determined, and thoughtfully planned the future of the two of them, so she deliberately wanted to tease him, "Do you really want me to choose?"
Yan Zhaolie couldn't stand her deliberately soft tone, she was sweet and greasy, and she was very obedient. The tips of his ears were reddish, pretending to be casual, fiddled with the burden on his body, and nodded.
He felt that he was too stingy, so he added frankly, "Of course, am I a robber or a robber, can I press your head and force you?"
Linlang said "Oh", "Well, then I still can't bear to part with the royal mansion's fine clothes, fine food, and precious cavalry..."
Before she could finish speaking, her gaze was turned upside down, and she was carried away by someone directly on her shoulder.
"what do you mean?"
Lin Lang turned her back to look at it, and the other party turned her head just in time, showing a mouthful of white teeth, "Courtesy first, soldiers later, do you understand?"
So it was just a formality
This little brat is getting better and better.
She raised her eyebrows, kicked his thigh with her toes, and said dissatisfiedly, "People say hold your hand and grow old with you. If you don't leave, just carry it away! You're even more of a robber than a robber! You bastard!"
Grabbing her fidgety ankle, Yan Zhaolie said slowly, "That's fine too. If I were the bandit leader, you would be the bandit leader's wife. You must always be my Mrs. Yazhai. Get used to my rough personality sooner." Isn't it great?"
"You big bastard—"
"Oh, yes, I have to report to Mrs. Yazhai. Your bandit leader is not only thick, but also very big and long. Mr. Bao is satisfied."
Lin Lang: "... pervert."
Yan Zhaolie: "Where did you go? I'm talking about my legs."
He secretly thought, well, it's just a third leg.
Of course, this cannot be told to her.