Dongfang Jing tore off his black robe, put it on the edge of the fire to dry, and then put it on him. Immediately, she walked away from a distance, folded her arms and half leaned on a big rock deep in the cave, closed her eyes and meditated.
Zongzheng Fusu could clearly feel that girl's hostility towards him, even though...he didn't know where this hostility came from. Could it be because he abused her in Chishui, Hancheng? No, impossible. She should know that it was a bitter trick. With her heart, she wouldn't care about what happened back then.
Forget it, he already has someone in his heart, and this girl is not Ah Jing, so why should he pursue her origin and all the mysteries about her? Even if he is full of curiosity about her, he is on the verge of death, there is no possibility between them!
It's past Chen's hour, but because of the heavy rain, the entire Mang Mountain is still shrouded in a gray layer of twilight, and it's extremely dark everywhere.
About two hours later, Zongzheng Fusu started to have a fever, his forehead was astonishingly hot, but his limbs were as cold as a corpse.
Dongfang Jing stood up and looked anxiously at the man on the ground, anxious and angry.
"Look, Bengong said, I won't make it through tonight." Zongzheng Fusu tore off his sleeves, revealing a purple blood vein in the palm of his hand, "When this line spreads to the fingertips, Bengong It's time for the palace to meet King Hades."
Dongfang Jing didn't like his tone of waiting for death.
She was so angry that she kicked a small stone on the ground, which happened to hit Zongzheng Fusu's arm.
"You can't die!" Her eyes were red, and she stared at him angrily, "You're dead, how can I get out?! You know the necromancer, you have to die in the hands of the necromancer, she will give up ! Otherwise, as the last person to get close to you, I will most likely become her next target!"
Zongzheng Fusu's expression froze, "Yes, it's my negligence."
"Then you are not allowed to die!" Dongfang Jing approached suddenly, knelt down beside him, and grabbed his right arm, "Even if it is to repay my life-saving grace, I beg you...don't die!"
Zongzheng Fusu stared at her blankly, a little surprised.
When she faced the undead just now, she had no fear, but now... is she afraid of death
"Don't worry, I will keep you safe." Zongzheng Fusu twitched the corners of his mouth, a gleam of light flashed in his black eyes, "I have seen your medicine bag, I have selected some poisons and made them into bones Pour Huagu powder on the head, there will be no bones left, and the dead will naturally not be feared."
Hearing what he said, he no longer had the confidence to live.
Dongfang Jing's heart was empty, and she was extremely scared.
Although she hated him for using her, she couldn't just watch him die.
"I will protect you from death, but you have to do one thing for me." Zongzheng Fusu was silent for a long time, and finally spoke.
Dongfang Jing's brows were frowned, it was already a matter of life and death, what else could make him worry
Zongzheng Fusu took out an envelope from his lapel and handed it to Dongfang Jing.
The word "Suspense Letter" on the envelope was particularly glaring, and it immediately caught Dongfang Jing's sight. Dongfang Jing held the letter, her fingers trembling slightly.
"This... what is this?" She already had the answer in her heart, but she still wanted to ask.
"If Ben Gong is really dead, and if you are still alive to escape Mangshan Mountain, help Ben Gong deliver this letter to the capital—room 72 of Tianyu Tea House."