At this moment, Zhu Feng suddenly reached out his hand.
The world seemed to stand still at this moment.
He saw that lightning-like wooden stake was caught in his palm all of a sudden.
The wooden thorn also pierced his palm, and blood immediately flowed out from between his fingers. Zhu Feng's eyes turned red from the pain.
Ye Zheng was so frightened that his soul almost went out of his body.
"emperor!"
Zhu Feng said in a deep voice, "Quick!"
"..."
"Take off the reins!"
Although he yelled like this, the people around him were already injured and lay down on the ground, and some people were scared to the ground by the coming huge waves, and no one could rush up.
At this moment, a figure rushed up.
Taking a closer look, it turned out to be Nanyan.
Zhu Feng's eyes widened all of a sudden, but he saw the little girl stumbling and crawling on the deck to the place where the reins were tied, one hand was holding the rein which was thicker than her arm, and the other hand was holding onto the rein. He took something out of his pocket.
A cold light flashed.
It was a short sword.
It was the dagger I gave her when I was in Peking.
What Zhu Feng didn't know was that she was carrying it all the time.
Nan Yan pulled out the dagger and cut the reins vigorously, but the ship shook, causing her to make mistakes several times, and cut deep bloodstains on her fingers and palms.
The piercing pain brought tears to her eyes.
Mixed with the river water dripping down on the head, the vision is almost blurred.
Nan Yan could only grit her teeth, relying on her intuition to cut one knife at a time, feeling that the rein was being cut bit by bit, and there was still a thin section left.
But at this moment, the huge wave had already hit them heavily.
"Nanyan!"
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pain.
it hurts!
It's as if all the bones in my body have been crushed and reassembled.
Nan Yan had fainted originally, but faintly regained her sanity, and it turned out that she was pulled out of the boundless chaos and darkness by the pain.
She frowned subconsciously.
"pain… "
Immediately after the sound came out from his dry lips, he felt a burst of fire.
So sad.
At this time, the body in severe pain seemed to be supported by a strong arm. Although it was painful, one could vaguely feel that this hand was trying its best to be gentle.
Then, something, soft, stuck to his lips.
The lips opened subconsciously, and a burst of coolness poured into the mouth.
It's water!
Nanyan was already suffering from thirst, but at this moment, it was like the nectar of life-saving. She kept swallowing it, and even felt a little unfinished. When that thing was about to leave her, she got entangled with it.
At this time, there was a coughing sound in my ear.
Nan Yan frowned, and finally opened her eyes slowly.
As soon as they opened their eyes, they met a pair of eyes.
Deep and dark.
It looks like a bottomless pool, but at this moment, there is a bit of warmth.
Inside, a pale figure was reflected.
His cheeks were thin, and there was a hint of tiredness faintly.
That's—myself
"..."
Nan Yan stared blankly at the image of herself reflected in those eyes, and couldn't recover for a while.
At this time, a familiar voice sounded in my ear——
"Ma'am."
Nan Yan was a little dazed, still staring at those eyes, and after a while, she slowly turned her head away again.
She saw Ran Xiaoyu standing aside, separated from herself by a layer of veil.
Nan Yan was stunned, and turned around again.
Finally, I saw clearly that I was lying on the ground with some cushions under my body, and a small wooden frame was propped up with some dead wood around it, and a veil was hung on it.
And Zhu Feng was hugging himself.
Just now, is it him
Nan Yan couldn't recover, and said softly, "Your Majesty..."
She subconsciously looked at Zhu Feng's lips, which were slightly flushed and moist, as if he had just drank water, but as soon as she was staring at him, his face suddenly became a little embarrassed.
The hands that encircled him gently put him down.
Then he got up and walked away, holding a water glass in his hand.
Just now, was he feeding himself water
However, why his face is so strange.
Ran Xiaoyu walked in immediately, took out a handkerchief and gently wiped the corners of Nan Yan's lips, her face was also a little red, and she looked like she was about to smile, which made Nan Yan puzzled.
What's the matter
However, now is not the time to worry about that.
Her whole body was in pain, and after being put down by Zhu Feng, she struggled to sit up again, and Ran Xiaoyu hurriedly said, "Your Majesty, don't move around."
"..."
"You were hit on the cabin by the waves before, and you hit your head."
"..."
"There are also some injuries on the body."
"Yeah?"
Nan Yan frowned, thought for a while, and then recalled that before they passed out, they encountered Guanyin storm. During the storm, the sails could not be retracted, and the entire ship was almost buried.
At that time, Zhu Feng rushed up and grabbed the reins.
And herself, took out the knife he gave her, and cut off the other rein.
Later, it seemed that I only remembered a wave coming and forgot everything else.
It turned out that I was injured, no wonder my body hurts so much.
She reached out and rubbed her head, and it really hurt badly, Ran Xiaoyu hurriedly supported her to make her lie down more comfortably.
Nan Yan looked around.
They were obviously not on a boat, but on a river beach.
Surrounded by green trees, there is a thin piece of white sand under the body, which is still soft.
The top of the head is also sunny and sunny, which is completely different from the previous storm.
But in front of them, the misty waters were very calm. Their boat was parked not far ahead, but it seemed that it was damaged.
Ran Xiaoyu said softly: "The boat is broken, I have to find a way to repair it."
At this time, a figure flashed in front of him.
Zhu Feng is back again.
Still holding the cup in his hand, as if he had filled some water, he said, "Drink some more water."
For some reason, Ran Xiaoyu's face seemed to turn red again, she hastily let go of Nan Yan, and slipped out by herself.
Run backwards.
Nan Yan felt her limp body being taken over by Zhu Feng's strong arms and leaned against him, but when he brought the cup to his mouth, Nan Yan frowned.
"Your Majesty, your hand!"
His hands were wrapped with thick gauze.
Still a little pink.
Zhu Feng looked down.
That was yesterday, when he was trying to control the rein and grab the stake in the storm, the palm of his hand was stabbed.
The palm was pierced.
However, seeing the worried look of the little girl, he didn't say anything, but said lightly: "It's just a little skin trauma."
"..."
"Come on, drink some water first."
"..."
Nan Yan took his hand and drank two sips of water, her burning throat was relieved a little.
Zhu Feng said, "Is it better?"
Nan Yan nodded lightly.
He raised his head again and looked around: "Your Majesty, what is this place?"