In this way, Beihuang packed up his things and took a few more bottles of potion under Ye Qingcheng's pressure. Then the two of them entangled the blood-eating vine and prepared to slide down to the bottom.
Beihuang carried Fuxiqin on his back and held Ye Qingcheng in his arms.
Even though he was bruised and bruised, even if the wind was as fierce as a knife, at this moment, he actually felt that there was no one happier than him in the world.
In his arms is his whole world.
Beihuang was struggling. Ye Qingcheng hooked Beihuang's neck with one hand and grabbed the purple vine with the other hand, trying to lighten Beihuang's burden.
"Don't move, otherwise, I won't be able to control myself." Beihuang's voice was hoarse and low, full of magnetism. He stopped sliding down, leaned close to Ye Qingcheng's ear, and sprayed hot air, as if there was an electric current running through Ye Qingcheng's body.
, numb and unbearable.
Ye Qingcheng looked at Beihuang in confusion, couldn't control himself?
What does it mean?
Ye Qingcheng looked at him for a moment, as if waking up from a dream, and suddenly realized that if his cheeks had not been disfigured, they would have been blushing from shame.
She slashed her eyes fiercely at Beihuang, who smiled exaggeratedly.
Ye Qingcheng pretended to be calm and completely indifferent, but her blood was boiling hot.
Ye Qingcheng was helpless. The center of the cliff and the top of the cliff were extremely dangerous. Beihuang actually still had dirty thoughts in his mind.
Little did he know that she was the only one who was nasty to him.
Ye Qingcheng made a muffled sound, said nothing, stopped moving, and hugged Beihuang.
She was not a pushover person, and as soon as she said the words, she had her sights set on Beihuang, and as long as Beihuang did not disappoint her, she would not leave.
Of course, it is too early to say some things now.
Ye Qingcheng thought that her love for Ye Qingge, in other words, was the love between a man and a woman. What she wanted was to be by Ye Qingge's side and protect her silently. As long as she looked at Ye Qingge, she could feel something strange.
of warmth.
This feeling makes her nostalgic and dependent.
Now, Beihuang has given her another kind of dependence.
She was greedy for the aura on Beihuang's body and the gentle look in her eyes when he stared at her.
It took Beihuang a long time to take Ye Qingcheng to the bottom of the cliff. Different from the previous time, the blood-eating vines were long enough, so Beihuang did not need to use blood to stimulate the blood-eating vines to make them grow.
Beihuang is well-informed, and Ye Qingcheng has met many people, but she knows nothing about blood-eating vines. She can only infer that Beihuang used the purple vines in the cave to pick up Fuxiqin from the bottom of the cliff, but she didn't know that
Beihuang went down the cliff, what price he paid and how much blood he shed.
"This vine is so long." Ye Qingcheng asked, "Is it the original length of the vine?"
"Yes." Beihuang's eyes flashed and he said.
Ye Qingcheng looked at Beihuang and stopped talking.
At the bottom of the cliff, the two people came down from the blood-eating vines. Here, it is remote, inaccessible, and the scenery is extremely beautiful. The hills are pressing one after another. Under the clouds and mist, it is as misty as smoke, like a fairyland in heaven. The streams are crystal clear, and the mountain road beside them,
On both sides are trees that have been growing for a hundred years, as well as a few dead trees that have fallen to the ground.
A paradise on earth.
Four words came to Ye Qingcheng's mind.
Beihuang was very weak, but he still persisted with a smile on his face.
He asked Ye Qingcheng to sit on a dead tree next to the stream, while he took out a machete from the space bag that was pressed into the bottom of the box, walked forward, looked for some dead trees, picked out good wood, and whittled it with the machete.
Remove the dead parts.
After sorting out the dead trees, Beihuang used a machete to split the trees growing in the soil. He was not using an ax, so it was quite difficult to split them.
Beihuang stood, covered in sweat, with his wounds cracked and blood gushing out.
He looked back at Ye Qingcheng, who was tired and fell asleep leaning against a dead tree.
Even though Ye Qingcheng was disfigured, Beihuang still felt that this situation, this beautiful woman, was pleasing to the eye.
Beihuang took a breath and continued working until sunset. Beihuang chopped several trees and then chopped these trees into wood that could be used to build a house.
Beihuang chopped enough wood and then went to look for a place to build a house.
Beihuang walked forward along this path. After a long pause, he raised his eyes and his eyes lit up.
Ten miles into the peach grove, its flowers are scorching.
There is an endless peach forest, a deep path outside the forest, two rows of big trees, and a stream at one end, leading to this peach forest.
Beihuang smiled.
He thought he knew where to build the house.
Beihuang dragged the wood to the peach forest. It was already late at night when he had finished dragging all the wood.
Perhaps it was because of exhaustion that Ye Qingcheng was still resting, unable to move.
Beihuang smiled and took a mouthful of water from the stream to drink. It was sweet and delicious, a little different from ordinary water.
In the stream, small fish swim back and forth.
Beihuang held a wooden fork, and with quick eyes and hands, he forked several fish.
Beihuang used the remaining wood to build a shelf, washed the fish and placed it on the shelf. He took out the flint from the space bag and lit it.
Ye Qingcheng woke up and looked at Beihuang.
Beihuang was busy, his figure was like a wall or a piece of sky. As long as he was there, she could huddle in his arms, and even if it was bloody and stormy outside, she would not be hurt in the slightest.
Ye Qingcheng stepped forward, stood behind Beihuang, stretched out his hands, and hugged him.
Ye Qingcheng's side face rested on Beihuang's back.
"It smells so good. Is this our dinner?" Ye Qingcheng asked.
"Yes, remember to take the medicine before going to bed. It will speed up the healing of the wound." Beihuang said: "The house still needs some time. It should be built tomorrow and the day after tomorrow. I will wrong you tonight and use me as your bed."
Go to bed and drink some water from the stream. After drinking this water, you will feel more energetic."
Beihuang chattered endlessly.
"good."
Ye Qingcheng responded, then walked to the stream, picked up the water and took a sip. As Beihuang said, the effect was very good and she felt refreshed.
"Qingcheng, come and eat fish." Beihuang forked a fish and handed it to Ye Qingcheng.
Ye Qingcheng walked over slowly, took the wooden fork, and ate the fish.
Under the deep white moonlight, the two of them were sitting on a dead tree by the stream, eating grilled fish.
At this moment, Beihuang was enjoying himself. He and Ye Qingcheng had never been so harmonious.
"Do you like boys or girls?" Beihuang asked.
Ye Qingcheng's eyes suddenly turned cold, "I hate children."
He innocently deceives the world, but also does wrong and dirty things behind his back.
Beihuang was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said: "Okay, we won't have children in the future."
Ye Qingcheng paused while chewing the fish. She stared blankly at Beihuang. Beihuang's face was light and cloudy. When she saw Ye Qingcheng looking at him, she raised her eyebrows that were already half-festered and said, "What? I've been taken for granted."
Is your husband obsessed with you? Ye Qingcheng, let me tell you, I am the most beautiful man in Beiyue, the dream lover of many girls. Being able to marry me is a blessing you have cultivated in three lifetimes. You must cherish it.
"
Ye Qingcheng's face became paralyzed.
It is unimaginable that Beihuang, who dominates the world, can be so coquettish.
"If you get out of this cliff, and you return to Beiyue, you must manage the country well." Ye Qingcheng said.
Beihuang's eyes changed, "Why? Because Ye Qingge is the Four Kings? Is it because Beiyue is prosperous and Ye Qingge can last forever?"
Beihuang was inexplicably angry.
He admired Ye Qingge and knew even more clearly what supreme status she held in Ye Qingcheng's heart.
This point has made Beihuang worried about it for several years.
I didn't have the qualifications to speak before, but now I think I am Ye Qingcheng's future husband, so I want to ask him clearly.