He was not as lucky as Yue Hongling when he fell into the Xuanwu Secret Realm and landed on a soft jelly bed.
But at least it wasn't too tragic, there was no magma below... After all, it was another independent space, not a volcano.
Below was the soil, charred and burned, but not hardened and fluffy.
The two men fell into the dirt, climbed up covered in dust and looked around, with a look of surprise on their faces.
Although this is also a space without sun or moon, it is not dark because there is fire. A ball of flame half a person's height is burning quietly not far ahead, passing through the entire era, passing through countless time, eternal and immortal.
Zhao Changhe felt that the coffin lids of Newton and others could no longer hold them down.
I know that this is essentially a fantasy world, but I never felt it was so mysterious before. It's too exaggerated. What is your fuel and how do you maintain the air
But at this moment he didn't have the energy to think too much, nor did he have the energy to get closer to take a look.
He was injured so badly that he couldn't move half of his body. He was sweating from the pain and was still bleeding. Not only was it painful, but he was also dizzy from the blood loss. Zhao Changhe tried to get up, but he fell back into the ground with a groan.
Ignore the injury, I don't know if Huangfu Qing has regained his sanity. If he's still so fierce, I'm really going to die...
From the fact that she was able to sense the breath of sealing the space barrier with a snap of her fingers before she fell, she must have regained her sanity, right
Just as I was thinking this, I felt someone helping me up and leaning me against a sweet and soft shoulder.
Looking up, under the light of the fire, Huangfu Qing's expression was calm and his eyes were gentle. There was no longer the weirdness and cruelty that had previously appeared in his eyes that had turned into flames.
Holding the bloody Zhao Changhe, she did not hesitate at all, letting the blood stain her beautiful mink coat red, just like the original red sacrificial robe...
Sacrifice your blood and dye my clothes red.
She took out a pill and stuffed it into Zhao Changhe's mouth, then gently tore open the clothes on Zhao Changhe's shoulders, then hesitated for a moment: "Do you have any clean bandages?"
Zhao Changhe secretly thought that Yangyang was willing to use a bellyband back then...
Forget it. I’m afraid I’ll be beaten to death if I mention this. At this time, I can’t help but be so gentle like Sister Winged Fire Snake. Don’t let her turn evil with just one word.
Anyway, before entering the mountain, all the luggage and parcels left at Yang Qianyuan Post Station were thrown into the ring, which was much more complete than when he and Yue Hongling survived on the deserted island. Zhao Changhe barely used his last bit of strength to suck out the medicine bag from the ring, and the pain from the wound was so severe that he almost fainted.
Huangfu Qing lowered his head, applied medicine to his wound, and carefully wrapped it with a bandage.
Zhao Changhe looked up at her.
It can be seen that she has never taken care of anyone. She is as clumsy as Yangyang. Her hands are used to kill people.
However, such a brutal murderer instantly turned into a big sister, and the ferocity between her eyebrows turned into gentleness, which made people feel itchy and wanted to hug her.
So he really put his arms around her waist.
Huangfu Qing's waist stiffened and his bandaged hands tightened subconsciously, causing Zhao Changhe to groan in pain.
Huangfu Qing said angrily: "Don't push your luck, or I'll strangle you to death!"
Although she said so, she did not struggle hard, for fear that any further effort would cause Zhao Changhe more pain.
So Zhao Changhe held her tightly and didn't let go.
Huangfu Qing pursed her lips, ignored him, and continued to bandage him, whispering: "If I really kill you, will you regret it?"
Zhao Changhe couldn't help laughing: "That depends on whether there is a hell in the world and whether I can become a ghost to regret it."
"Don't be so funny, you know what I'm asking."
"Someone asked me before, are you not afraid of death when facing the vulture's fangs? I told her that I hadn't thought about it. Once you think about it, no one will do it." Zhao Changhe whispered: "I didn't think about what would happen to me... I just thought that if I hide in here by myself and seal the space barrier, I will be safe, but you may fall into madness and cannot recover, or you may run into Ye Wuzong or even Yuxu Zhenren and die in Kunlun... I can't leave you alone outside in that state..."
Huangfu Qing wanted to say that even if he ran into Ye Wuzong, he would beat him up, so why would he die in Kunlun... But the words didn't come out of his mouth.
It is meaningless whether you can defeat Ye Wuzong or not. It is difficult to avoid various traps and hidden arrows in a crazy state, and the possibility of dying at the hands of villains is very high.
The meaning lies in his heart.
He was so worried about her that he didn't even care about being killed.
"Between you and me..." Huangfu Qing held back for a while, and finally said, "There is no such relationship between you and me. You don't think that just because I flirted with you and hit your waist and back on horseback, I have any feelings for you, right? I am a demon cult witch, do you understand, witch, how can you live to this day when you fight to the death just because of a few words from a witch?"
Zhao Changhe laughed: "You still want to hide it from me? When the Xuanwu Reverend interrogated you, you admitted that you liked me."
Huangfu Qing widened his eyes.
In the desert and rocky mountains, Sanniang found a ball of jelly that had not been dug away in the Xuanwu secret realm. She wrapped herself in it and slept soundly, smiling in her dreams. Hehe, you are so fierce usually, and you dare to be fierce to me!
"So how could I sit idly by and watch something happen to a woman who likes me?" Zhao Changhe tightened his arms around her waist and looked like he wanted to kiss her.
"Pa!" Huangfu Qing slapped his big mouth with his palm and said angrily: "Damn Wu... Your Excellency is talking nonsense, how could she have asked me such a topic!"
"Yes, yes, yes." Zhao Changhe would never believe such arrogant words. You don't like me, so what are we doing now? You hold me in your shoulder and I hold your waist, and you don't struggle.
Obviously Sanniang is trustworthy.
Thank you, Sanniang.
So instead of retreating, he pouted and kissed the palm of her hand.
Huangfu Qing was furious and was about to explode when he suddenly felt dizzy and his hands lost strength, as if he was pushing him gently as if he was trying to resist but also to welcome him.
After coming out of the violent state, even if he would not be completely exhausted like Zhao Changhe, there would inevitably be a brief period of weakness, and he would not be able to muster up the strength for a while.
From Zhao Changhe's perspective, isn't this obviously embarrassing but he's trying to refuse
This is even more provocative. My sister is really good at it.
Although Zhao Changhe was injured, it was an external injury, so he was not that weak. Seeing that the seductive young lady was willing to accept his proposal, how could he be polite? He tightened his arms, stretched his neck, and really kissed Huangfu Qing on the face.
He... He actually dared to flirt with me?!
Huangfu Qing's mind went blank. She wanted to struggle but was powerless. She wanted to curse but was speechless. She could hear his whispers in her ears: "I like you too... Thank you, Lord Suzaku, for sending you to me."
Who am I, who am I
Yes, in his mind this is the Winged Fire Snake, not the Vermillion Bird...
Huangfu Qing's mind was confused for a moment, and he was still sorting out his logic when he felt a warmth on his lips.
Seeing that she did not dodge and push away the kiss on the face, the man who was getting more and more demanding decisively moved from the face to the lips.
It was as if an electric current exploded, blasted into his brain, and spread through his body. Huangfu Qing completely lost his mind, and his mind went blank.
I was kissed by a man
I, Suzaku, was kissed by a man who was only at the Genkan Yae level and eight or nine years younger than me... If this gets out, how can I gain a foothold in the martial arts world, how can I lead my sect, how can I meet Chi Chi...
Do you want to kill him
But he doesn't know.
In his heart, this is a winged fire snake who likes him...
But do I like him
How could I? I was just teasing him...
How did it become like this...
It was unknown how long it took, until the man pushed further and tried to knock on the door again. Huangfu Qing finally shuddered, as if he had regained some strength, and pushed him away fiercely: "Enough!"
The two of them panted slightly. Huangfu Qing pushed his chest hard. He wanted to say something but didn't know where to start. His mind was in a mess. In the end, he could only say this: "You are seriously injured and weak, covered in blood, and you only think about this kind of thing!"
Zhao Changhe blinked his eyes: "As for the feelings, I mean Huangfu's feelings; as for the affairs, I mean the affairs. Of course I think about things..."
Huangfu Qing was so angry that he almost laughed: "You learned how to play with words from Tang Wanzhuang, right?"
"No, no, it was just a sudden inspiration."
"You want to serve Huangfu Qing?" Huangfu Qing found a good reason to refuse: "Although I am not a saint, I am also a high-ranking member of the sect. Even if I can find a man, there is no reason for me to be with an outsider. You should be a member of the Four Symbols Sect. If you have the ability, go find the Venerable to join the sect first."
Zhao Changhe blinked again, reached out for the ring, and took out another pig-face mask.
It is not the cute pig mask of the two people. This pig face is fiery red, with ferocious fangs, strange fire patterns, and an imposing aura, which looks quite evil. The material of the mask is quite special, and it seems to have some protective effect and power blessing.
Huangfu Qing's heart skipped a beat. How could he have this
Zhao Changhe smiled and shook his mask: "I am Fire Pig, a member of Sister Winged Fire Snake's family, right?"
Huangfu Qing stared at the pig-faced man in amazement, with only one sentence echoing in his mind: "Yuan Sanniang, I'm not done with you!"
The next moment, the dead pighead kissed her again. Huangfu Qing watched him approach, not knowing how to refuse.
Their lips met again, but this time it was not a sneak attack.
The eternal flame burned gently a few feet away, as if it were the warmth of a campfire.
Witness the divine bird Vermillion Bird in front of us falling into the scorched earth and into the mortal world.
(End of this chapter)