"Leng Xiao, stop making trouble." Qiu Mo pushed him away angrily. Why was he still in the mood to do this at such a time of life and death? Did he know that his current situation was still very dangerous?
Leng Xiao smiled lightly, grabbed the rock in front of him and climbed up. The unsuccessful shark lingered around the body of his companion for a while, and finally swam to the deep sea unwillingly.
"You're injured." Qiu Mo couldn't help but feel distressed when she looked at the bloody wound on his arm. She quickly tore off a piece of fabric from her skirt and bandaged it for him. Although it couldn't heal the wound, at least it could stop the bleeding first.
He watched her doing all this skillfully without saying a word. Wasn't it true that her body was scarred everywhere like him? How much suffering she had suffered, he felt heartbreaking pain when he imagined it for a moment.
"Momo." Leng Xiao pulled her into his arms, "I'm here to pick you up, are you willing to go back with me?"
Did he come to pick him up? Did he come specifically to pick him up?
Qiu Mo's heart was shocked, and the deep emotion instantly warmed her cold body like charcoal fire. She had always hoped that there would be someone who could take her to escape from this hell on earth. She longed to be treasured and cared for without seeking wealth and glory.
, I just want no suffering and no running around. This wish has been deeply rooted in my heart since I was a child. So when I met him that day, he was like a redeeming god in the dark night. Just like today, he held a samurai sword in his hand.
It seems that it can shield her from all wind and rain and split all thorns.
She thought that he was the man of her life who could take her far and wide, but she didn't expect that in the end, he still left without saying goodbye.
And now, with her still behind bars, he said similar things.
She was scared in her heart. After being hurt like that, she was like a thorn, likes to shrink into a ball. Even if her heart was as hot as fire, she still refused to reveal her heart to others.
She stretched out her hand to push Leng Xiao away, lowered her head and said, "You should leave quickly. If Ye Hen finds out, you won't be able to escape."
"You won't come with me?" Leng Xiao grabbed her shoulders with some excitement. Her shoulders were so thin and weak that they seemed to break if he held them. He suddenly couldn't bear it and slowly relaxed his grip on her shoulders.
"You are not where I belong." Qiu Mo got rid of his grasp and struggled to stand up from the ground.
Yes, he is not his destination. Even she doesn't know where her destination is.
"Let's go quickly. Ye Hen will find her soon. Go eastward along this coastline. There is a boat there..." Before Qiu Mo finished speaking, Leng Xiao suddenly picked her up and held her in his arms.
In her scream, she said coldly: "You are my wife, even if I tie her up, I will tie her back for you."
"Leng Xiao, you are unreasonable." Qiu Mo was about to punch his chest with her pink fist, but found that his front was also injured. Her fist stopped in mid-air, and she finally put it down helplessly.
"If you keep making noise, you will really attract Ye Hen." He warned in a low voice.
"You are a scoundrel." She was so angry that she couldn't find the right words to scold him, and her little face turned red with anger, which was cute and funny.
He couldn't help but want to block her mouth with his lips, but he heard a sudden cry from above: "Leng Xiao, you are so fucking unjust, you left your brother here to live and die alone, while you stole love and jade there."
Leng Xiao frowned helplessly.
They set out from that shabby house early this morning. When they were leaving, he accidentally put the samurai sword on his back. For some reason, his intuition seemed to be that the sword was sleeping here, just waiting for his arrival. The sword has spirituality.
He always believed.
They originally smuggled over from Ye Hen's boat. When they got off the boat, they killed two guards on the boat, snatched their weapons, and changed their clothes.
Wearing the same clothes as the guards on the island, they easily sneaked into Ye Hen's territory.
Just when they were trying to find a way to investigate Qiu Mo's whereabouts, two guards who seemed to have just finished their shift passed by them. After casual greetings, one of them said to the other: "Emperor Ling really wants to execute that woman.
Ah? What a pity, she is a great beauty, it is said that Emperor Ling loves her so much that he almost goes to heaven."
The other said disdainfully: "Haven't you heard the saying, beauty brings disaster? Such beautiful women usually don't end well."
"Shark punishment, Ling Emperor is really cruel."
Shark torture.
Leng Xiao was shocked. He grew up in Iceland and knew this kind of cruel punishment best. He couldn't imagine what it would be like if Qiu Mo was the person being tortured.
He said to Yan Tianluo: "Let's go to the cliff of the back mountain."
After arriving, there was only Pingzhi on the cliff. Yantianluo helped him hold Pingzhi. Seeing that it was too late to run down the side of the mountain, he simply stood on the cliff and jumped off. This is what Qiu Mo heard.
That 'plop' sound.
Pingzhi was not Yan Tianruo's opponent, but he was very smart and did not choose to fight to the death. Instead, he ran back to call for help, so Yan Tianluo was shouting from above.
Leng Xiao pointed to the east with his free hand. He immediately understood and ran down the edge of the cliff.
"You said there is a ship to the east?" Leng Xiao asked the little woman who was still angry in his arms.
Qiu Mo buried her head on his chest. She didn't mean not to talk to him. She just felt pain all over her body and wanted to just sleep like this. His chest was so warm that her sleepiness became more and more obvious.
Leng Xiao carried her and walked along the beach until Yan Tianluo caught up from behind. He was still holding two shoes in his hand and said as he ran: "Are they her shoes?"
Leng Xiao stopped when he saw it, then squatted down, put Qiu Mo on his lap, took the shoes in Yan Tianluo's hand with one hand and her scarred feet with the other, and opened them up enough to fit into Yan Tianluo's hands.
Under the beak of an ostrich egg, he carefully put on her shoes.
Qiu Mo blushed in embarrassment and hurriedly turned her face to his chest. She was not helpless, so why did she want him to be so attentive.
Yan Tianluo rubbed his eyes vigorously, still with a tone of disbelief: "In broad daylight, are my eyes dim? The dignified young master Leng actually put shoes on a woman..." He patted his forehead and looked up to the sky with a sigh.
: "What kind of world is this?"
Leng Xiao ignored his nerves and Qiu Mo's objections, and still insisted on holding her.
"Leng Xiao, I can walk by myself." Qiu Mo glared at him. In fact, she felt sorry for the injury in his arm. Although the blood was not flowing much now, it still hurt. No matter how light she was, she would be tired from holding him.
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Her sullen and slightly angry look fell into the eyes of Yan Tianluo on the side, and his chin dropped directly to his chest. He sighed endlessly in his heart: This woman is too beautiful, no wonder Leng Xiao can put on her shoes,
If it were me, I would be happy to wash her feet.
Of course Qiu Mo didn't know the dirty thoughts in Yan Tianluo's heart, so she raised her head and looked at him, then at Leng Xiao.
Leng Xiao said: "Yan Tianluo." He pressed a kiss on Qiu Mo's lips, "My wife, Qiu Mo."