"Xiaoran, are you okay? There is a passage under the hot spring!"
A voice filled with joy suddenly sounded in the distance: They could go out through the passage under the hot spring.
Lin Qingran was ecstatic. She put on her clothes and walked a few steps, but stopped and looked back at the deep bamboo forest. There were petals floating in the air with the breeze, flying all over the sky.
"Xiaoran, let's go!"
Taking a deep breath, I sank into the hot spring and walked all the way to the bottom. I stepped on the gravel river bed and walked into the passage with Yun Zheng. I used the fire breakers to avoid water to light the torches in the secret passage and walked through the long secret passage.
She said, there was a warm feeling at the exit, and when she rushed into the water, there was a hot spring filled with steam. Yun Zheng took her out through the water and landed on the shore.
They finally came out!
"Yun Zheng, look..." Lin Qingran looked at the familiar surroundings with surprise. It was halfway up the mountain where they were grilling fish, and she couldn't help but feel happy.
There was a "bang", and before she could finish her words, Lin Qingran turned around and looked. The rays of the setting sun shone on the body of the lean man lying on the ground, and there was a kind of delicate smoke.
He was lying on the ground, his breathing was obviously heavy and suppressed, and his voice was very low, very deep, and very light.
Lin Qingran's heart suddenly became frightened. His eyes widened in an instant, he rushed forward with a lunge, and asked in a deep voice: "Yun Zheng, what's wrong with you?"
Yun Zheng's back felt cold, and when Lin Qingran put her hands on his back, she could even feel his body trembling slightly.
Lin Qingran gently pushed Lin Qingran's shoulder and asked softly: "Yun Zheng, tell me, what's wrong with you?"
Yun Zheng's breathing became heavier and he didn't answer her question. Lin Qingran's heart tightened, and she put her hand through his neck, trying to turn him over, but as soon as she touched his chin, she felt a warm feeling.
Sticky.
Lin Qingran was unfamiliar with this kind of touch, no matter in her past life or in this life. Her hands suddenly trembled, and her soft heart felt as if someone had inserted a sharp knife into it. Her eyes widened, and she didn't know where it came from.
With so much strength, he violently hugged Yun Zheng's body back. His face instantly turned pale, and he covered his lips in fear, forcing himself not to scream.
The man's face was green and white, his mouth was already covered with blood, and his brows were frowned. His expression showed great pain without hesitation. The ground where he was lying was covered with large amounts of blood.
The ground is overflowing,
"You...you...what's wrong?" Lin Qingran was at a loss. Her mind went blank. The scene of him vomiting blood in the mausoleum appeared before her eyes, and endless fear and worry arose in her heart.
She knelt and hugged Yun Zheng, raised his head, and tried to wipe away the blood on his face, but as soon as she stretched out her hand, another mouthful of blood spurted out.
Lin Qingran felt that her heart was empty. She hugged Yun Zheng's head and panicked: "Yun Zheng, Yun Zheng..."
As if he felt her panic, the weak man slowly opened his eyes. After a brief trance, his expression seemed to become clear, his brows gradually relaxed, and the blood at the corner of his mouth snaked across his slender neck, but it concealed it.
I couldn't help but smile brightly on my face: "I finally brought you out."
Yun Zheng's figure was hoarse and slow, and seemed very weak, but his eyes when he looked at her were still as warm as the sea.
Lin Qingran's tears suddenly fell down - at this moment, she was still the one he cared about.
It is easy to find priceless treasures, but it is rare to find a lover.