"Xiao Chu, are you okay?!" Feng Luo's tone was full of care as he hugged the little man who was wet and cold from the rain.
Ximen Chu raised his face and met his eyes.
Lightning flashed across the sky.[
In the electric light, she could clearly see a pair of tiny hers reflected in his eyes.
My heart suddenly stopped beating!
At that moment, it was as if he and she were the only two people left in the world.
Click!
Thunder sounded, and Feng Luo instinctively tightened the arm holding her, "Let's go, I'll take you back!"
"But, Ma..."
Ximen Chu quickly raised his head and looked from his side.
The two horses had been frightened by the thunder just now and ran so fast that they could no longer see their shadows.
"Don't worry about the horse. Come back and I'll get something better for you!"
With a whisper, Feng Luo raised her sleeves to cover the top of her head, moved her feet slightly, and ran towards the wooden house along the same path.
In my ears, the wind howled, and occasionally there was thunder.
The raindrops are still so cold.
Ximen Chu was trapped in his arms, but he didn't feel cold or scared at all.
It seemed that as long as he was there, it would be no big deal!
Although she is not without physical strength or injured now, it is not difficult to use Qinggong, but huddled in his arms, it is really warm, and she does not want to leave.
By the time Feng Luo finally rushed into the cabin with Ximen Chu in his arms, their clothes were already completely soaked.
Feng Luo let go of the little man in his arms, touched up and down for a while, and finally took out a fire starter. With the faint light of the fire starter, he successfully found an oil lamp covered with dust on the table in the wooden house.
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The two of them were quite lucky. The oil in the lamp seemed to have not been exhausted yet, and it burned smoothly.
The light gradually brightened, casting the entire wooden house into a warm dusk.[
This house should be the place where hunters live when hunting in autumn. Although the furnishings are simple, they have everything they need.
While Ximenchu was still standing there in a daze, Feng Luo had already pulled out a blanket from the corner and brought it to her, "Go and take off your wet clothes, wrap them up in this, and I'll make a fire!"