Her mind suddenly paused, and she felt that something was wrong.
Who saved her? Who else can save her at this time?
She opened her eyes, and suddenly found that she was still on the cliff. On the top of the cliff, there was a huge black monster. She blinked and couldn't believe it, but before she could see the thing clearly, she burst into a cry of joy, "Gong Yin!"
The thing was motionless, and she gradually saw clearly that it was really the bottom of the car, and there was only half of the car body left, but somehow, it got stuck in the crevice of the mountain, and a dwarf pine protruded from the cliff, supporting the car body , but she could see that this dwarf pine tree alone could not support the heavy body, but the car was firmly on top of her, and a silk rope hung down, binding her ankles.
She was trembling with joy, almost crying—this high-altitude bungee jumping, back and forth between life and death, is playing with the heart!
At this moment, she turned her head down, shook her head, and her head was also shaking, the pine branches rustled, making a startling creaking sound, and Gong Yin's voice came from above, "Don't bark, be careful!"
Hearing his voice, she wanted to tremble again. She was rescued from a desperate situation and was rescued from the extreme pain and regret of killing him. It was like going back and forth between heaven and hell, and the words "suddenly like a dream" were really used.
After finally controlling herself, she finally saw her situation clearly. At a glance, she saw that this place was not far from the bottom of the canyon, about four or five stories high. It can be imagined that Gong Yin's car fell at that time, and it was almost at the end of the car. Only then did he succeed in saving himself when he got stuck between the mountain walls, during which it was thrilling and also a moment of life and death.
She hated it so much, she and Gong Yin were indeed in their worst condition right now, but being forced into such a mess, I really remember it deeply.
Find that guy for her, don't skin him and give her his last name!
The scenery on all sides is beautiful, with waterfalls hanging from the sky like snow, winding green forests and light yellow mountain roads in the canyons, green cliffs, floating white clouds, and green pines from time to time, hanging haze like silk, and then being blown by the mighty wind blow out. But she has no intention of appreciating it, and is helpless in this vast world.
There was a sudden tremor at the ankle, and her body was slowly being lifted up. Jing Hengbo shouted in fear: "Don't hang up like this, I will find a way to get down by myself. This way up, one is not good, and even you will fall down." Ah dear!"
In fact, she didn't think of any way to get down the cliff at all. Although she was not far from the bottom of the canyon, she was still far away from the cliff, and even a slight movement would shake the car body.
It's just that no matter what you do, it's dangerous. It's so easy to see the car safely on top of you, and you really don't want to watch the car fall again. It's enough to experience the heart-burning feeling once in a lifetime.
Gong Yin ignored her, she still moved up slowly and steadily, Jing Hengbo didn't shout any more, he just cooperated with him if he wanted to, held his breath and remained still.
It was so easy to get close to the dwarf pine, and it took a longer time to drag her in. The closer she got to the car, the more nervous she became, fearing that the car would fall in front of her at any time, causing her muscles to shrink tightly and become stiff Like a corpse.
When she finally touched Gong Yin's hand, she breathed out a long breath, and all the muscles in her body relaxed instantly, jumping wildly, pulling the wound, causing her to grin her teeth in pain.
His hands were also trembling slightly, and his breath was short of breath, so that he didn't even have the strength to touch her again. She trembled for a long time, and put her hand on his lap soothingly.
He regained his breath, and stroked her shoulder. There was a wound on her shoulder, which was not serious at first, but because of the galloping horse and desperately pushing the cart, it was torn to **** flesh. Her head was covered with ashes, and her eyelashes were covered with frost and mist. She was trembling slightly, but she held his knee tightly with her fingers.
Whether it was the flying hook nail car or the flying cable to pull her, his hands were steady and constant, but now he was pressing her wound, but it was like touching the needle in his own body, the pain was overwhelming and penetrated to the marrow of the bone.
Because she was cold and nervous, she didn't feel any pain at the moment. She felt at ease by leaning on him. After her breathing settled down, she began to look at the situation. When she raised her head, she saw that there was only half of the carriage left, and everything in the carriage had been left behind. At the bottom of the valley, she and Gong Yin were half in the car and half on the dwarf pine. Looking further up, a rope is slanted upwards, and the iron hook at the end hooks a protruding rock. On the left and right sides, there is also a rope that hooks the protrusions on both sides of the mountain crevice. In this way, the car looks dangerous. In fact, there are supports up, down, left, and right, and the chosen position is also very ingenious, enough to support two people.
It's hard to imagine, when Gong Yin was in the carriage, the carriage fell and rolled rapidly, and his vision was blurred, how he could identify the most accurate position on the cliff in an instant, and even threw three hooks to locate himself and save himself.
This is almost a miracle, and it is not wrong to call him a great god.
Jing Hengbo vaguely saw stones flying down on the mountain wall, and there was a long trail of dragging on it, which showed that the car did not stop at once, and it was very dangerous.
Gong Yin explained on the side, "Except for the original hook, the other two hooks are self-made and not hard enough to support the slide all the way. Fortunately, they encountered a crack in the mountain and got stuck."
She could imagine the thrill at that moment, she was grateful and happy, she didn't dare to move, so she hugged his knee and leaned her face on his thigh.
After doing this posture, she realized that her shoulders were in excruciating pain. She buried her face in his lap, covering the cry of pain.
But as if he could hear her heart, he pressed her shoulders, tore off a section of the skirt, and started to unbutton her collar without saying hello to her.
Jing Hengbo was angry and funny, he bit his knee and said, "Hey, hey! Hey, hey!"
"I don't mind." He has always been the kind of you do yours and I do mine. He moves very quickly, undoes the button quickly, and pushes it down smoothly.
Jing Hengbo didn't know whether to call him a hooligan or thank him for his quickness. He was hypocritical anyway, and thought how beautiful his shoulders used to be, but now they were so ugly that he couldn't see the beauty. It's really too cheating.
Looking at the expression on her face, Gong Yin knew that she was distracted, probably worried about the ugly wound, right? This beautiful woman.
His eyes fell on the wound. Her shoulders used to have crystal clear muscles and bones, beautiful lines, tight and smooth skin, and exquisite beauty like jade, but at this moment it was full of abrasions. It makes people feel more regretful and cherished.
There was a dull pain in his heart, and he just felt that she was really unlucky, and that she didn't have a good day when she was with him.
Seeing that he didn't move or speak, she glanced sideways, and knew that this guy was secretly distressed again, and she was probably still blaming himself, so she quickly slapped him on the knee and said, "What are you looking at?" Look! Don't look down!"
This is simply slander, he pulled the clothes very well, just reaching the edge of the bulge, the key spring, you can't see it when you go down.
Although he really wanted to go down, but between the cliffs and above the dwarf pine, any big movement would be courting death. Although it is very romantic to die under the peony flowers, it is really romantic to be able to pick flowers alive.
He collected himself, pursed his lips, and quickly bandaged her. This woman looks delicate but is actually tough. He feels distressed here, and she still has to try to divert his attention, why bother her anymore.
The movement was quick, but the fingers were light, and she didn't feel much pain. The fingers of the snow-like person were like the spring breeze plucking strings, light and gentle, plucking the spring rain in her heart.
His breath brushed against her shoulders, it was slightly hot and humid, even a little itchy, her heart also seemed wet, the fatigue after the catastrophe of life and death came over, she stretched her body, didn't want to get entangled in anything, didn't want to care about anything, suddenly felt If I could leave everything behind and live in seclusion with him in a small house in the mountains, he would chop firewood and come to her to hunt, and if it was okay, let him freeze the trees all over the mountain into a world of ice and snow for her to see, that would be great.
Thinking of this, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he heard him asking, "Why are you smiling so well?"
"I didn't tell you." She snorted and replied humbly, thinking about her life in seclusion, thinking about skating in winter, soaking in springs in summer, sleeping until she woke up naturally in the morning, reaching the window sill in the morning light, You can pick a lot of flowers at your fingertips and weave a wreath to marry the god.
very nice.
After thinking about it, I said, "...hunting, singing folk songs..."
He paused with his fingers, then gathered the cloth strips and put one end into the cloth belt. The wound was bandaged neatly and simply, which was his style.
Looking down at her, there was a rare peace between her brows. There was a faint smile on the corner of his lips, as if yearning for something.
He knew what she was yearning for.
In the mountains and fields, living in seclusion, only she and him, only love him and her.
In her bones, she is a lazy woman who likes to enjoy herself. Fighting, arguing and bloodshed are all helpless struggles. In her heart, she will never like her.
Seeing her during this period of time, there is a hint of hostility between her brows, and she seems to have matured in her actions, decisive in killing and attacking, courageous and resourceful. But when she calmed down, when she was really relaxed, there was only a little lethargy between her brows and heart.
Most of the knots in his heart after the Dige Incident have been resolved recently. With her tolerant and lazy personality, who doesn't want to care too much about everything, the murderous aura and determination to leave the capital in a rage at the time when she cut the flag at the top of the city, disappeared a lot in an instant. He seemed to see her fighting spirit melting away like ice and snow.
If possible, he would also wish her to melt away her fighting spirit and die peacefully in his arms.
But the premise is that he can accompany her to grow old.
Jing Hengbo raised his eyes and glanced at Gong Yin, his brows were sunken in the dark light, still as deep as water.
She sighed slightly in her heart.
What he said just now was unintentional and a temptation, but when he was silent, she knew that some things were extravagant hopes after all.
Still have to move forward and face the killing and conspiracy. He is a distant mountain shrouded in clouds and mists. It seems that he is close at hand, but in fact she has not arrived yet.
She can't leave everything behind, she has to face everything, she doesn't know if she and he will return to their respective positions once the situation of life and death is over, and the old affairs and power disputes will come one after another, can they still embrace each other calmly at this moment, regardless of everything?
Since when did it become necessary for the two of them to let go of their knots and open their arms in a crisis?
Are she and him the kind of lovers who can share adversity but not wealth?
Gong Yin stared at her, she closed her eyes, her expression was calm, but there was a slight twitch between her brows, which showed that she had something on her mind.
After all, she has matured, she has too many words in her heart, and she has learned not to speak them out.
He didn't know whether it was pain or pity in his heart, so he couldn't help but leaned down and kissed her lightly on the lips.
She didn't open her eyes. When she opened them, maybe it was another world. She closed her eyes to respond to his kiss, and licked his lips with the tip of her tongue over and over again, licking all over his outline.
This time I want to remember you deeply, even if you modify it thousands of times, it will be obvious at a glance.
Contemptuous and affectionate, tender and tossing, they dare not make big moves at this moment, only telling each other's unspeakable thoughts in the rubbing of lips.
In each other's blood and smoke, he and she still felt the bone-piercing fragrance of the skin, which was the smell that penetrated into each other's lives.
The dwarf pine trembled slightly at some point, or was affected by the car body, and the trembling pine needles quickly returned to calm, and a long gasp came from half of the carriage.
Jing Hengbo took a deep breath of fresh air, this not warm but extremely long kiss made her feel like she had become a deflated blow-up doll.
There is a faint smell in the carriage, which makes people feel turbulent. It is the hormones secreted by each other, teasing the uncontrollable desire of the young body. She couldn't help having some turbulent associations, thinking of everything he saw day and night with him in the carriage, her throat became more and more dry, and she swallowed hard, fearing that she would turn into a wolf and fight **** battles under serious injury crisis. He had no choice but to speak first, and said, "That person just now is Sang Tianxi."
The name Sang Tianxi was unfamiliar to her at the foot of the cliff, but she soon remembered who it was.
Sang Tong had a son who was very good, and Sang Tong had a son who ran away. She knew about it, and she was very vigilant at the beginning, and someone checked it out, but Sang Tong died, and the Sang family was ruined. Sang Tong's body was buried under the order of Gong Yin, and even Sang Tong's younger sister, Sang Qiao, was locked in the prison without anyone to rescue him.
Sang Tianxi is either absolutely ruthless and forbearing, or a useless person, which one is he?
This doubt, because Sang Tianxi didn't show up for a long time, she forgot about it. She didn't expect that this person would choose such a time to show up.
There was an answer to her question, he was the former one.
As soon as the name came out, the charming atmosphere disappeared without a trace, and Gong Yin raised his brows lightly, "Huh?"
She couldn't tell whether it was surprise or confusion, and she said in a mess, "This person finally appeared."
Gong Yin was silent, a ray of light in the sky gradually reflected his eyebrows, and he said lightly: "The timing of appearance is very coincidental."
"Is it such a coincidence?" Jing Hengbo asked him back, "I didn't show up for so long before, but when I did, it was at the most critical moment. It's amazing."
He smiled and said, "That's a good question."
Jing Hengbo was silent, and said softly: "It's fine to show up. It's in our interest to go from the dark to the bright, and besides..." She smiled, "I left him with some souvenirs." She said with her fingertips With a raised eyebrow, he smiled and pointed to a certain part of Gong Yin.
Gong Yin looked down, frowned and said, "You seem to be obsessed with attacking men here."
"Oh hehehe, I'm afraid." Jing Hengbo chuckled, "So remember not to offend me in the future, otherwise you won't be able to be a man for the rest of your life."
"That's your own loss." He answered smoothly.
Jing Hengbo rolled his eyes at the narcissistic guy five times in a row.
He thinks her white eyes are also the most beautiful.
The sky was getting brighter and the daytime vision was better. Maybe they could find their way down. The two of them gradually relaxed. Jing Hengbo suddenly thought of a question and said, "I have a question I haven't solved all the time. I want to ask our great master to teach you. You said that the founding of the country The empress is such an awesome character, why didn't she pass the throne to her children? Also, why did she set up such a cheating pattern like Dahuang, this is clearly the rhythm to kill the queen."
This question has been on Jing Hengbo's mind for a long time, and she even wondered whether the founding empress who enjoyed the love of the people in the wilderness was also a time traveler. But she has been to the palace and underground hall, and she didn't see the style of a traveler.
But it's not a time traveler, where is such a peculiar idea that the throne has not been passed on?
She suddenly felt that Gong Yin's silence was a bit long, and when she looked up at him, he turned his head away the moment her gaze passed by.
This made her heart skip a beat, and she felt that she seemed to have touched a key big secret, so that a person as deep as Gong Yin was afraid that she would not be able to control herself, and she would discover the clues.
"Have you read the silk books of Huang Tu and have no experience?" After a long while, he returned the topic to her.
"I don't understand." Every time this thing was mentioned, she felt a dull pain in her heart, and couldn't help but think of the queen's aggressiveness in front of the palace that day, of Jingyun's hateful face and sister Cui's blood-stained body.
This made her tone uncontrollably cold.
Hearing this tone, he also felt blocked, and immediately couldn't bear to ignore it completely, lowered his eyelashes, and said lightly: "The legends are not all true. The emperor's silk books seem important, but they are actually just a scourge. The pattern of the wilderness It may seem stupid, but it is actually just a deliberate arrangement by someone with a heart."
"You mean that the founding queen set up such a pattern on purpose," Jing Hengbo said immediately, "She doesn't want future queens to take power, right? That's strange. I really care so much about the throne that I pass on to my children. Now, why are you so contradictory?"
Gong Yin was silent, her question went straight to the center, but he couldn't answer it.
Jing Hengbo didn't speak anymore, she felt that she was very close to the answer, and this answer must be related to many important things, related to things that Gong Yin has been unwilling to say clearly.
She suddenly asked, "Where are the descendants of the founding empress now?"
It was a really important question, but it was strange that no one mentioned it, so that she herself forgot.
"When the empress was alive, she gave birth to three children and established a prince." Gong Yin said, "but...all of them died suddenly."
Jing Hengbo gasped—could this be the reason why the queen did not inherit the throne, changed the reincarnation system, and set up a strange pattern?
She can't pass it on to her children, is she unwilling?
I always felt that it was not that simple, and I still wanted to ask more questions. Suddenly, I heard a shout from above, and the two subconsciously raised their heads.
…
At the edge of the canyon, the robes of the man in brocade fluttered, carrying that huge burden.
Ten feet behind is the emerald army, mighty and mighty, forming a dead corner.
The man in brocade clothes still had such a relaxed and indifferent expression, he could look down on thousands of troops by himself.
"Put down the prince, and spare your life!" someone shouted behind him.
The man in brocade looked at the sky with narrowed eyes, the sun was about to rise. Let's talk about the sunrise.
The sky is full of rays of light, like a colorful scroll that can be collected as soon as it is spread out. The sunrise in the vast place is so fierce that people dare not look directly at it. Everyone closes their eyes, only the man in brocade clothes, his eyes are not staggered at all.
He seems to be born with extraordinary talents, walking in the dark, but not afraid of the sun.
After a long while, he let out a long sigh, and murmured: "It looks like a sun egg in a small cake..."
Seeing that the notice was invalid, the pursuers approached with knives and guns. They were full of doubts, wondering what kind of tricks this lunatic was going to play after being cornered.
The brocade-clothed man looked down and sighed again: "It's so high."
Everyone heard the tone, not fear, but excitement?
Excited about what? Will people fall to death if they are excited?
The man in brocade clothes put down his bag, took out a ten-year-old boy from the bag, shook it in his hand, and said with a smile: "Do you want him?"
The words "nonsense!" are written all over the eyes of the pursuers - after three days and three nights of chasing, you still don't know it's him you want?
Jin Yiren's next sentence made everyone feel the urge to vomit blood again.
"But I don't want to let him go," he said, "I haven't eaten his cake yet."
"Put down the prince, everything will be easy to talk about!" The leading general saw him dangling the young man in his hand, and the young man's whole body was suspended above the canyon, and shouted hastily in shock.
"Is there any cake for him?" he asked.
"There are some!"
"Dream!" It was the young man who answered the conversation, struggling to raise his head, "I will eat it for ghosts, but I won't give it to you!"
"Your Highness!" the generals exclaimed, for fear that the young man would offend the devil.
His Highness is the only son of the king, love is like life, even if a trace of oily skin is scratched, everyone will be unable to eat and walk around.
"Oh?" The man in Jinyi smiled playfully, "Then you can make it and feed it to ghosts!"
Before the words fell, he let go of his hand.
"Whoosh." With a sound, the boy disappeared from the cliff.
The pursuers never thought that the man would let go as soon as he said he would let go, they still stared at the empty cliff edge stupidly, and it took a long time to react, and let out a heart-piercing roar.
"Your Highness!"
…
At this time, Jing Hengbo and Gong Yin were looking up and listening to the movement above, and sitting in the half-mountain carriage hugging each other to watch the sunrise. It should have been a rare and unique experience in this life, but the two of them had no intention of appreciating it at all. Because through the gap between the clouds and mist, you can see a figure swaying and swaying above, like a ghost.
"What's the matter, someone wants to jump off the cliff?" Jing Hengbo said with a heart in his arms, "Don't jump off, we're screwed if it hits us..."
Before the words were finished, there was a sound of "咻", and the shadow above was shot down like a cannonball.
"Ah, don't smash it!" Jing Hengbo's screams echoed in the middle of the mountain.
…
The Jinyi man heard the call from the middle of the mountain, and he lowered his head to look down in surprise. At this time, the clouds and mists were dispersed by the sunlight, and a small house-shaped thing could be seen protruding from the blue cliff.
This shape immediately aroused the interest of Jin Yiren.
He felt that being in that position, with the back of the mountain, facing the waterfall, watching the sunrise, and eating delicious food, was the highest state of life.
At this time, the pursuers were startled and angry, shouting, "He killed His Highness! Kill him!" roaring towards them.
The brocade-clothed man looked down and saw that the child was about to approach the object, so he raised his hand.
…
Jing Hengbo saw the pile of cannonballs falling down like a cannonball, zooming in and out in his field of vision. It was clearly a person, and it landed on this car, so he couldn't help hugging Gong Yin vigorously, and said loudly, "In the end, we're going to die together!"
However, Gong Yin was busy tying the silk rope in his hand to the tree trunk, staring closely at the falling figure—the silk rope on Jing Hengbo's ankle hadn't been taken off yet, and he still had a chance to make Jing Hengbo fall from the carriage at the moment the figure fell down. Shear wave left the carriage again.
Hanging in mid-air is also better than being crushed to death.
The figure zoomed in rapidly, bringing with it the sound of a loud wind, just before the boy's head hit the roof of the car and Gong Yin was about to push Jing Hengbo down, suddenly a golden light flashed in the air.
Jing Hengbo tightly closed his eyes and hugged Gong Yin, not knowing anything, when Gong Yin saw it, his eyes flashed.
He stops.
The next moment, the boy's body suddenly stopped, and then he pulled up, only one person's height away from the roof of the car, swinging again and again.
Jing Hengbo held his breath and waited for a while, but before the earth-shattering impact, he raised his head anxiously, saw the child hanging in mid-air, let out a long breath, patted his chest and said, "Sister, I'm scared to death, if you do it again, I'll let you go!" I'm going to have a heart attack..." He said again, "This shape is similar to mine just now." Looking carefully, he saw a steel ring embedded in the boy's boots, and the steel ring was connected with a gold wire, it was this gold wire, The child was hoisted in the air, and the gold wire was straight at the moment, apparently someone was carrying it.
"Who is so wicked to play with someone on a swing?" Jing Hengbo muttered, "Be sure to take it, don't do it again..."
Gong Yin suddenly coughed. The voice was rather helpless.
When Jing Hengbo raised his head, he was shocked again.
…
The staff in brocade clothes above lifted the child, and suddenly heard the scream again, the voice seemed to be somewhat familiar.
His eyes flashed, and his interest grew stronger.
At this moment, the pursuers were facing each other, and under extreme anger, they had no scruples and ordered loudly, "Shoot the arrows!"
The arrows shot like rain like dark clouds, rushing towards him, and there was no place to hide behind the man in brocade clothes.
He smiled lightly, stretched out his hand, and there was a golden thread in the palm of his hand. Youyou said: "The person is actually not dead, he is still hanging, but once you shoot, he is really dead."
"Stop—" The general who ordered the archery on the opposite side was heartbroken and shouted to stop, but there was no reason to save the arrow from the longbow.
"Remember it was you who killed the prince!" Jin Yi smiled contentedly and lay back.
"Hoo." With a sound, thousands of arrows passed by his face, and he fell into the high cliff in a lying position.
His long hair and clothes were swaying, and the breeze and white clouds were in his arms, as if returning to the embrace of the earth. He felt that this posture was very chic.
Thousands of troops on the cliff were turned into clay sculptures and wood carvings.
Such an inexplicable person, robbing the prince, throwing off the cliff without wanting anything, throwing off the cliff and keeping his hand but not saying anything, forcing everyone to take action, I will tell you after the action, alas, in fact, I didn’t kill you, it’s true that I did it hurt him.
The rhythm of vomiting blood every minute.
Where did the lunatic come from?
…
Jing Hengbo raised his head again, and saw a black shadow falling down again.
"Ahhh..." Jing Hengbo's screams resounded through the universe again, "You can't really do it again..."
Amidst the screams, the boy had already slammed down and landed right in front of Jing Hengbo. With a loud creak, the dwarf pine broke.
The next moment, the three of them fell over together.
Gong Yin made a lightning move to push Jing Hengbo, and Jing Hengbo turned around and hugged him like lightning, wanting to fall together and die together!
However, the two of them failed to fall, not even the boy who fell on the top of the pine tree.
Because of a sudden swish, the pine tree under the three of them stopped breaking, and then began to thicken and widen at a speed visible to the naked eye, giving birth to countless lush pine leaves, and countless branches even extended outward from the side of the main trunk, and the branches regenerated on the branches , fluffy and fluffy, supporting the figure of the young man who was about to fall.
This scene was like a myth, even Jing Hengbo looked straight at it.
The next moment she raised her head and cursed angrily, "Snake spirit! I knew it was you!"
In the next moment, a golden light flashed, and a figure gracefully flipped in mid-air, and hit the precarious roof for the third time. Half of the car was smashed repeatedly, and finally couldn't hold on, and fell rumblingly, Gong Yin flashed fast , otherwise it almost fell down.
With this pressure, the pine tree creaked again, and it was about to break again, but Jing Hengbo was no longer nervous - a trickster came, and although he made various kinds of tricks, he would not really kill people.
With a creak, the pine tree broke, and the four of them fell. When Jing Hengbo fell, he cut off the silk cord on his ankle and hugged Gong Yin.
In the process of falling, he encountered trees protruding from the cliff twice. With Jin Yiren's life recovery ability, he forced the two small trees into big trees in an instant, and caught the four people in an instant. After breaking again, the four of them were not far from the ground.
It is the first time for anyone to have such a miraculous experience of falling off a cliff. It is really exciting to listen to the branches breaking under your feet while bungee jumping without a rope at high altitude. Jing Hengbo finally lost his nervousness and became interested. In his busy schedule, he poked his head out of Gong Yin's arms to look at the surrounding scenery, and sang loudly: "I will conquer you like this..."
Gong Yin grabbed her restless head—doesn't it hurt to sing while falling!
There were several crackling sounds, and the four of them landed one after another. The bottom of the valley was soft grass, and the young man was led by a man in brocade clothes with a gold thread so that he would not be injured. Jing Hengbo and Gong Yin hugged each other and rolled across the grass in a large circle , Gululu rolled down the hillside.
On the one hand, it reduces the momentum, on the other hand, it also avoids the man in Jinyi. This guy doesn't play cards according to common sense, so it's better to stay away.
After stopping completely, Jing Hengbo couldn't get up, and the wound broke out as soon as he was relieved from the tense state.
She wanted to get up, but she felt dizzy and weak, so she could only moan and say: "I'll take a rest, take a rest..."
Gong Yin took her pulse and said to the other end: "Borrow medicine!"
The man in brocade clothes appeared on the hillside, still so elegantly dressed and elegant, looking at the dying Jing Hengbo, he wished to press him down and beat him violently.
His first words were, "Oh, you're finally dying?"
Jing Hengbo sneered back at him, "Has your hair grown?" Then he asked Gong Yin, "What can I borrow from him?" He stretched out his hand, "Bring me the medicine, bring me the food."
"Why should I give it to you?" The man in brocade clothes looked at her with great interest.
"Kill me if you have the ability," Jing Hengbo expressed his contempt for him in a nasal voice, "otherwise you will have to wait endlessly to face all kinds of asymmetry, all kinds of dirty things, all kinds of dense things, such as honeycomb Ah, an ant nest, densely packed wriggling things..."
Before the Jinyi man finished listening, he threw a tube of ointment on her body, and said to Gong Yin: "For the sake of my kindness to you, take good care of your family."
Gong Yin felt that the latter sentence sounded quite pleasant to his ear, so he didn't bother with him, but Jing Hengbo asked vigilantly: "What kind of favor is there for helping? What secret deal do you have with him? Hmm?"
"Why do the wounded care about so much business?" Gong Yin pushed her down and re-dressed her with medicine. The young man suddenly came over, looked at the wound, and said, "I have to wash the wound first, I'll get you some water." Come." After speaking, he looked at the man in brocade, and seeing that he had no objection, he got up to find water.
Jing Hengbo smiled, thinking that this was a clever child, just after getting out of danger, he could see the relationship between her and Gong Yin and Jin Yiren as both an enemy and a friend, this was to show their goodwill and seek a backer.
At this time, she didn't care about other people, she grabbed Gong Yin's sleeve and asked, "What is your deal with him?"
She had an intuition that this question was important.
Gong Yin said lightly: "When Shen Tie came to rescue you, he encountered obstacles, and he helped."
"Why did Haoduanduan help you?"
"Because he is sick." Gong Yin said, "You understand."
The man in brocade clothes smiled and listened.
"What help?"
"It's just to repel the enemy." He answered lightly.
"Crap, you don't need others to help you repel the enemy. Besides, he's crazy, he doesn't bother to do such unskilled things as repelling the enemy." Jing Hengbo's eyes were burning, "Say, are you having an affair? !"
The two men almost spit out, Gong Yin took a breath and said, "Him?"
The words are like a great insult.
The man in brocade clothes sighed, "He?" he laughed.
"He's not normal at first glance, wandering around for so long means you don't have a wife yet, don't let him turn you around..." Jing Hengbo earnestly and seductively.
Gong Yin didn't bother to pay attention to her strange words. When this woman was not a queen, she didn't know anything in her mind all day long.
"Fortunately, I like women. Fortunately, the woman I like is not like you." The man in brocade clothes patted the corner of his robe, and said calmly, "The only woman in the world is the little egg..."
He suddenly paused.
At the same time, Jing Hengbo hissed, and Gong Yin untied the wound cloth.
Then she raised her head and felt as if she heard some familiar words, "What did you just say?"