After successfully walking out of the Eight Diagrams of Medicine Village, the commotion of the crowd came from far behind, but Song Ye had no time to take care of it at this time.
Now she just wanted to take a bath and soak in the pool to cool down the heat in her body, but there were so many people in the medicine village, and there might be people from the Leng family ambushing her, so Song Ye had to go to the back mountain, but Shengteng Desire makes people impatient and makes it more difficult to control themselves during rapid movements.
After Qin Zhan slowly admired her embarrassment from behind, Shi Shiran stepped forward and said in a cold voice, "Follow me."
Song Ye tugged at his collar to dissipate heat, raised his eyebrows coldly, cursed a bastard in his mind, and then quickened his pace to catch up.
You can't see your fingers in the mountains and forests, and the dark trees, accompanied by the roaring wind, look particularly sad and penetrating.
In the meantime, there were two figures running back and forth at extremely fast speeds, maintaining a distance one behind the other, always as if they were walking on flat ground.
Until Qin Zhan stopped and looked at Song Ye, who was two or three steps behind, and nodded secretly with satisfaction. In addition to his own soldiers, there are only a handful of people in most of the troops who can keep up with him. Song Ye has excellent motor nerves at such a young age, and in time, he will become a great talent.
"We're here." He pointed forward, showing no intention of passing.
Song Ye had heard the rumbling sound of water just now. Now through the moonlight, he could see clearly that there was a large waterfall a hundred meters ahead. In the moonlight, the water splashed down and splashed countless mist. As it rises, there is a faint layer of white light. With just a glance, you can tell that the pool below is quite large.
"Come with me and come over there." Not caring about being pretentious at the moment, Song Ye took Qin Zhan's arm and stumbled to the edge of the pool with his eyes blurred all the way.
The water surface that was originally clear during the day was deep and bottomless in the dark night. The roaring water curtain rushed down, and the turbulent water surface made people's hearts beat.
"Are you scared?" Qin Zhan said quietly beside him.
Before Song Ye could clearly hear the emotion in his words, the next second he was grabbed by the back collar of a big hand, and his whole body was thrown directly towards the water.
If he were conscious, Qin Zhan's sneak attack would not be so easy. What's worse is that Song Ye was drugged, and his brain and body functions were much slower.
The moment his feet were about to touch the water, the man stopped his movements and lifted Song Ye straight up with his strong and strong arms, as lightly as he was carrying a chicken.
At that time, Song Ye was restricted by his height and the bottomless puddle at his feet, and was too stiff to resist. He could only stare at the opponent with a cold and murderous gaze, "Mr. Qin, do you want to be my enemy? "
In this situation, Song Ye didn't look embarrassed at all. She could even call him Mr. Qin, which meant that she was still willing to negotiate.
Otherwise, as long as she escapes from here, Qin Zhan will die.
The man looked at the murderous kid in front of him, just like the wolf cub he saw in the wolf den. The corners of his mouth only curled up in a cold arc, and he uttered a few words coldly, "Call me brother."
What
Song Ye was stunned and didn't realize what Qin Zhan meant.
Seeing that the kid's face was flushed and he still had a silly look on his face, the curve of the man's mouth softened a lot, and he explained for the first time, "From now on, it's not Mr. Qin, but the elder brother."
Song Ye understood this time, but he felt that this man was crazy. How could anyone want to admit brother Zi and threaten him with his collar
However, under the eaves, Song Ye was not a stubborn person. He spoke up and down, "Brother." The two words were shouted out very smoothly and skillfully, "Are you satisfied?"
Qin Zhan nodded, with no good or bad expression on his expressionless face. Just when Song Ye thought he was leaving the water, he heard another strange request, "Also, no puppy love."
No puppy love allowed
What kind of bullshit request is this? Song Ye, who was in the irritability stage of traditional Chinese medicine, cursed without thinking, "I'm sick."
As soon as he finished speaking, the man in front of him raised his eyebrows and relaxed his fingertips.
With a pop, water suddenly splashed in the pool, and Song Ye's figure sank directly without even making a cry.
The icy cold water reached his head, and all his limbs seemed to be roaring with heartbreaking pain. Song Ye knew that this was just a traumatic memory from his previous life, but he still couldn't control himself.
The memory of pain only lasted a few seconds, and then he was picked up again by a big hand.
"Ahem..." As soon as he came out of the water, Song Ye coughed violently, breathing air with his mouth open.
In the blur of water mist, Qin Zhan squatted in front of her, frowned, and made a judgment, "You are afraid of water because of post-traumatic stress disorder." The last time he rescued her under the pool, Qin Zhan could understand that the water was too icy. , cramps caused by drowning for too long.
But this time, he witnessed the process from beginning to end, and he could see at a glance that Song Ye was not unable to swim, but because of trauma.
Compared with simply not being able to swim and being afraid of water, there are too many factors to overcome and it is too difficult.
Song Ye spit out a mouthful of water and looked calm without answering his question.
This is her secret, a secret that can make her enemies kill her a thousand times or ten thousand times.
And Qin Zhan obviously had no intention of letting her go. In his eyes, "A warrior cannot have weaknesses. If you can't overcome them, you will always be the fastest to die on the battlefield."
Song Ye raised his cold eyes and looked straight back at the past. Under him was the deep and cold pool of water, and the firm eyes of the man in front of him seemed to be another version of himself that was struggling hard deep in his heart.
Feeling the man let go, Song Ye didn't show a shocked expression this time. She closed her eyes tightly and worked hard to relax her body and adjust her breathing.
She knew that Qin Zhan was right, this weakness was fatal and must be overcome.
When her nose touched the water again and the sound of gurgling water came from her ears, Song Ye felt the familiar pain coming back again. The muscles of her limbs began to twitch involuntarily, causing her to curl up tightly into a ball.
The waterfall above rumbled, and the sound was like the sound of bubbles rolling up during an explosion at the bottom of the sea. The turbulent water slapped her body, and the feeling of being torn apart and blown to pieces was mind-numbing. She even smelled blood in her trance.
All these scenes are very similar to the scenes before death in the previous life.
She convinced herself over and over again, with two voices in her head pulling at her at the same time, until she gradually became able to feel the intuition of her hands and feet.
She is not dead, her limbs are still on her body, her head was not blown off, everything is over...
With a crash, the big hand lifted the person up again, and before it exceeded Song Ye's ability to bear, Qin Zhan fished her up.