The snow in Meishan is heavier than that in Luoyang, the cold wind is bitter, the cold wind is howling, the quiet mountain depression, the withered yellow grass, and a swaying flame, everything is full of remoteness and desolation.
There is now a small pile of firewood piled up in the cave, next to the firewood is a fire, and not far behind the fire is a comatose red bean. The white long clothes soaked in water have now been dried, but it is obvious that the temperature here is still a bit cold.
Hongdou closed her eyes and shivered uncontrollably. At the same time, her brows and eyes were furrowed together. It was obvious that she was in pain.
Ye Que was sitting by the fire, holding a wooden stick with a snow chicken stuck on it.
The chicken feathers have been plucked, and the internal organs have been emptied, leaving only the tender and delicate chicken. Glancing at the red beans, Ye Que ignited the fire even more, the flames rose a few inches with a crackling sound, and the temperature in the cave increased slightly.
The white snow chicken rolled back and forth on the fire, and the color of the chicken skin changed first, from snow white to light yellow, from light yellow to golden, and then began to burn slightly, the outermost layer of snow chicken skin curled slightly , seems to be a little brittle.
A drop of golden fat rolled slowly from the chicken, and then dripped onto the fire along the skin. The flame rose instantly, and then fell again, and the cave was filled with the smell of meat.
Put the wooden stick in front of your eyes, poke the skin of the snow chicken with your fingers, just right, tear off the tenderest wing meat, then pick up a small ball of snow from outside the cave, use spiritual power to melt the snow, and then Slowly feed the meat in the wings into the mouth of the red bean.
Snow chicken is cold-resistant and has high calories, which is just right for the current red beans.
The snow chicken chopped up by Ye Que with spiritual power, together with a small mouthful of snow water, slowly flowed into the red bean's stomach. Finally, he stopped shivering all the time, and his face became rosy.
Ye Que ate up the rest of the snow chicken by himself, and fed red beans three times in between.
The night is deeper.
The snow is bigger.
The whistling of the cold wind grew stronger.
The temperature in the cave became even colder, and even sitting next to the fire seemed to be of no avail. Of course, none of these are problems for Ye Que, Tian Yuan protects the body, these chills are not a cause for concern.
It's just that Hongdou is still in a coma. Even if her cultivation base is advanced, but her body has not mobilized her true energy at all, and she is even constantly consuming it. It seems that in Hongdou's spiritual sea, this girl is still fighting. Isn't it true? Subdue that immortal keel
As a cultivator, even if he didn't use his spiritual power to protect his body, he wouldn't be frozen like this by the cold wind! Shaking his head, Ye Que felt a little distressed.
After a while.
The red bean lying next to him let out a slight hum, which seemed to be in great pain.
"Why."
Ye Que turned his head, sighed, looked up at the falling snow outside the cave, then at the fire next to his hand, and finally glanced at the red beans lying on the ground.
"How should I do it?"
"Let him resist? According to Hongdou's cultivation, it shouldn't be a problem."
"Even if I want to help her, how can I help? The fire is already burning, and the water and heat have already been fed to her? What else can I do?"
"Is it possible to hold her to keep warm?"
Ye Que was a little fanciful, although he is a practitioner, he does not practice the pure 'Tao', nor does he practice 'Buddha'. In his previous life, he practiced swords, and after returning to youth, he practiced "follow one's heart". Naturally, there are no clear rules and disciplines, and he has not joined any sect, so there are no rules. The only Tianmen sect that can be regarded as a sect, he himself is the master of the sect, and he alone has the final say on how to set the rules.
But as soon as this idea came into being, Ye Que chopped it to pieces.
Ye Que felt that red beans were pleasing to the eye, it was true, but he was not a real hooligan. The little girl is in a coma now, whether she agrees or not, you just want to hug her, isn't this taking advantage of her danger!
Besides, with Hongdou's temper, if she found out, she might do something crazy! Maybe it's possible to chop yourself up alive, even if you don't chop yourself up, you can't stand chopping up the bottom.
"Why."
Sighing again, Ye Que looked at himself with some reluctance, then simply took off his shirt and put it on Hongdou's body.
"Benevolence is exhausted!"
"Look, I've taken off all my clothes for you. If it gets colder, I'll have nothing to do with it. At worst, I'll make the fire more lively for you."
Adding all the firewood beside him to the fire, the flames did burn a little more violently, but it didn't help, it should be cold or cold.
For the snow falling all over the sky and the howling cold wind, how much can a little firewood do
Ye Que covered Hong Dou's body with his clothes, and wrapped her tightly, only showing a small face. Fortunately, men's clothes should be looser, and Ye Que's figure is tall enough to wrap the red beans just right.
It was okay at the beginning, but after a while, Hongdou's mouth began to hum intermittently again, and even his teeth began to tremble up and down.
Gently put your finger on the forehead of the red bean.
Hot!
The red bean was infected with the wind and cold!
A practitioner with a high level of cultivation can still catch the wind and cold, and the temperature is so scalding.
It seemed that it was too much for Hongdou to absorb this immortal keel. This keel even completely destroyed her entire body's resistance, turning her into an ordinary person in a short period of time.
The temperature of Hongdou's body was getting higher and higher, her cheeks were burning red, and there was not a drop of sweat on her forehead.
In such a cold environment, it is indeed impossible to sweat.
Ye Que just stared at Hongdou in a daze, but he was struggling in the depths of his heart.
Hug or not? Do you want to hug or not? In this case, a hug should be understandable, right? Well, I can definitely understand.
When Hongdou cried out in pain again, Ye Que gritted his teeth, stretched out his hand and gently picked up Hongdou, and then held him in his arms. At first, Ye Que just let his body touch Hongdou's body a little bit, but before Ye Que could move, the little girl in his arms twisted subconsciously, and the whole person squeezed into Ye Que's arms, His head rubbed against Ye Que's chest stubbornly.
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It looked like a wounded kitten.
Slowly running Tianyuan to make his body as warm as possible, Ye Que raised his hand and didn't know where to put it.
After gesturing for a long time, finally, he put his left hand on Hongdou's back, and his right hand embraced Hongdou's head.
Two people, in a cave, next to a pile of swaying flames, not far away is the sky full of snow, a vast expanse of whiteness. There was silence between heaven and earth, only the heartbeats of two people and Hongdou's faint breathing remained in Ye Que's ears.
At the beginning, the heartbeats of the two people rose and fell one after another, and slowly they jumped to the same frequency.
Ye Que didn't lower his head to look at the red beans in his bosom, the mighty demon-killing Shura did not dare to bow his head at this time, as if he was a scourge in his bosom. In a daze, a scale appeared on Hongdou's side face, similar to fish scales, but more domineering and powerful than fish scales, the scales were faintly visible.
Ye Que, who was looking up at the top of the cave, naturally couldn't see it, his mind was blank now.
This night, for the first time, Ye Que didn't cultivate, he just opened his eyes to see the cave all night, listened to the snow falling all night, and his heart was still beating.
Ye Que even recorded the number of heartbeats, a total of 52,821.
(First update.)