Chapter 88 Nine Do something bad and still want to escape?
At night, Leng Yanqiu asked the house to give the house to Princess Huping's house, and then took a pill for her while she was asleep. It seemed that her internal injuries recovered well and had the ability to struggle for a while.
There is noisy killing outside the house, but Leng Yanqiu is not worried that Princess Huping will escape smoothly.
However, Leng Yanqiu's smile flickered, and Ximen Jingxuan and Lin Xin'er had no news. Are they already met? If there is any unexpected, they can finally stay together, either!
Such a desperate thing Leng Yanqiu would not tell people, but he couldn't help thinking about the disadvantages.
What he can do at the moment is to eliminate Clemu and ask for a fairness for the disaster in the tomb.
Lin Xin'er and Ximen Jingxuan drifted in the water, folded the branches as paddles, and stroked all the way north.
The sky gradually brightens, and the surroundings can be seen clearly.
"As long as you keep going north, you can definitely return to the land." Ximen Jingxuan paid attention to the direction of the sun's upcoming rising to determine the East.
Fortunately, the weather is good. If it is gloomy, and the mist in the water is covered, it will not be easy to recognize.
"Well, we should not be far away from Dongzhu's land." Lin Xin'er nodded, and according to the time when they drifted in the water cave, there was no reason to drift to the sea, at most it was just the edge of the entrance.
As for the fog forest, the land of the south, they did not have that energy to break through, and now they still return to Dongzhu. Find a place to let Xin'er rest and nourish the injuries. Ximen Jingxuan can also rush back to the National Teacher Temple to deal with Kerim.
Lin Xin'er was sitting on the raft with a cloak with a cloak, and his hands were hugged on his knees. Ximen Jingxuan was like a boatman, carrying a lady who went home.
If there is no experience that just happened, the risk involved, the swing raft is above the blue wave, what kind of warm and comfortable picture is the couple?
"There seems to be a small island in front."
"It seems to be." Lin Xin'er followed Ximen Jingxuan's eyes, and a gloomy place was located on the water.
The temperature at the end of winter is not enough to give birth to such green. The green is like a perennial plant of pine and cypress.
"It looks like a pine tree, but in Dongzhu, I haven't seen a pine tree." Ximen Jingxuan Road.
"Let's take a look first." Lin Xin'er said, anyway, the island is on the road of their must.
However, the two leaned on the shore, jumped off the raft, and went to the island.
"Have you eaten!"
Ximen Jingxuan saw the pine cones who fell on the ground, and no one cleaned up.
Anyway, filling in his stomach first, he knew that Lin Xin'er didn't eat much fish, his stomach was not filled, and he slowed for a while. He must be hungry.
The two stopped away from the shore. Lin Xin'er was responsible for collecting the rolled pine cones, and Ximen Jingxuan drilled the fire with the most primitive way.
After giving birth to the fire, Ximen Jingxuan caught a few fish in the water, skewed up to grill.
With pine cones, the two were just a serious and comfortable meal.
"Use your knife to me." Lin Xin'er said.
"What do you do?" Asked casually, Ximen Jingxuan threw his portable dagger to Lin Xin'er.
After taking the dagger, Lin Xin'er rose up without saying a word.
"Why--"
Suddenly scared Ximen Jingxuan, although she knew that she would not hurt herself, but it was scared to take a dagger at her own move. Of course, Ximen Jingxuan was scared.
It took a long time to stop it.
"Look!" Lin Xin'er held his hair, "What did this look like."
When I finished washing my face on the shore, Lin Xin'er also saw his honor at the water. After being burned by the hot flow of the Yellow River water, seven shorts and eight long, some hair burned with curved hair.
Jiao Tuer, formed a pimple, that is, Ximen Jingxuan did not care. If it was for others to see, it must be a beggar mother -in -law.
"Nothing, it's just fine." Ximen Jingxuan blinked in disapproval, and he ignored Lin Xin'er's messy hair.
"No, I have to cut it off." Lin Xin'er said, cutting the roots at the root of the hair, and cut the hair together.
"Follow you, everything is fine." Ximen Jingxuan didn't stop it.
However, she doesn't know, the beggar mother -in -law is also a woman, so short hair is not like a man ...
"Really? Is this good?" Lin Xin'er lost his dagger and went to Ximen Jingxuan.
"Yes, very good, my Xin'er is beautiful." Ximen Jingxuan swallowed saliva.
No matter what hair accessories have changed, this face has not changed. Coupled with intentional temptation, Ximen Jingxuan seven -foot men, not drunk, is not a real man.
He began to regret the secret smile in his heart just now. Even if Xin'er is not as good as a fake boy, he is also his unbelievable poison.
"Really ..." Lin Xin'er's lips were attached to Ximen Jingxuan's chin, raised his head, and smiled at Ximen Jingxuan.
"Xin'er, I ..." Ximen Jingxuan's throat moved, lowered his head, and looked for the red red.
Lin Xin'er was like a loach, slipped away, and retreated to the side.
"Do you want to escape if you do bad things?" Ximen Jingxuan couldn't let it, leaning forward, and the situation fluttered.
This is an empty pine forest, not a small raft.
"Oh ..."
Lin Xiner, who was stunned, frowned and snorted.
"How? Is it painful?" Ximen Jingxuan immediately was like a little white rabbit, which was honest. Even if he thought about what he thought, couldn't ...
It's really uncomfortable to see the taste that can't be touched.
Reaching out, gently stroking Lin Xin'er's forehead, the blood stains of the injured mouth are still red, and even the scabs have not been knotted, and you can exude bleeding again when you touch it.
"Of course not!" Lin Xin'er broke free from Ximen Jingxuan and ran away, watching Ximen Jingxuan with a worried look and laughed. "Do you know how big the ability I am I have?
What."
It was the meaning of comfort. Ximen Jingxuan heard that he had a heartache. The pictures of Xin'er's injuries appeared one by one in his mind ...
"Xin'er!" Ximen Jingxuan moved his throat, not from ** but speechless.
"Jing Xuan?"
Seeing Ximen Jingxuan's expression wrong, Lin Xin'er walked back at him.
"This is you who sent it to the door?" Ximen Jingxuan hugged Lin Xin'er and said proudly.
"Look at you, like a silly boy!" Lin Xin'er.
"Is it yourself? My silly boy." Ximen Jingxuan joked with a smile. Can't help but give birth to a strange problem. If Xin'er is really a man, will he be addicted to it?
"Yeah, I am this look now." Lin Xin'er raised his face, and his short hair was on his head. The demonstration seemed to face Ximen Jingxuan.
"It's okay, I accept it." Ximen Jingxuan bowed his head with the two red lips with the two petals ...