Leaving the inn secretly, she met Ling Yinglie on the way shortly after leaving the town.
It had just rained in the sky, and there was a trace of red clouds lingering on the horizon. The weak light shining on everything in the world was unclear and not dark, but slightly powerless. Nalan Fengjin was rushing towards Tiandu City, passing by
Everywhere I saw a group of people fighting fiercely in front of me. I don't know how long they had been fighting. There were countless corpses on the ground. Some people even died in extremely miserable conditions, with their appearance beyond recognition and rotting into their bones. They obviously died of poisoning.
Nalan Fengjin hid in the dark and watched, and saw forty or fifty people surrounding two masked men in black. There was another person behind the two masked men in black, who seemed to be resting and meditating. When he saw the meditating man clearly
I was secretly surprised when it was who it was. Ling Yinglie?!
Ling Yinglie's face turned pale at this time, and his lips were dark, but he was meditating without taking any action.
Nalan Fengjin finally knew in his heart that Ling Yinglie was being hunted. There were many people chasing Ling Yinglie. In addition to the dead people, there were still forty or fifty people left, and they were all masters. Ling Yinglie
He may have been seriously injured, his face was pale and he seemed a little powerless. The two masked men protecting him were also in a bad situation, and they obviously wanted to protect Ling Yinglie with all their lives.
She never thought that people like Ling Yinglie would be hunted down. When the red clouds in the sky disappeared, the two masked men protecting Ling Yinglie had been killed.
Ying Lie was surrounded by everyone.
Nalan Fengjin heard one of them say: "We have been waiting for this day when your poison will backfire every month. Ling Yinglie, you are really powerful, you have killed so many martial arts masters, but today you will die in my hands! From now on.
"The Poison Saint is no longer a myth in the world, haha." The man raised his head and laughed, "The Poison Saint is nothing more than that."
Ling Yinglie ignored him. For some unknown reason, he suddenly looked up and saw her hiding in a tree in the distance.
The moment she looked into his eyes, Nalan Fengjin was shocked. He had discovered her hiding place a long time ago. Nalan Fengjin was a little suspicious that Ling Yinglie's eyes were also poisonous, which made her feel uncomfortable all over.
Originally I didn't want to come forward, but now that he saw it, it seemed very unjust if I didn't help. Thinking of this, he gritted his teeth and took out something from his arms. Since this blinding bullet was a gift from him, he returned it.
This is his favor.
Nalan Fengjin suddenly appeared, dropped the glaring bullet and ran away with Ling Yinglie. Unexpectedly, before running very far, Ling Yinglie passed out. It turned out that he was already at the end of his crossbow, and he had just used his true energy to strengthen it.
Hold on to prevent yourself from fainting.
At this moment, Ling Yinglie's body was cold and stiff, her face was pale and her lips were purple, and she couldn't wake up no matter how much she was called. Knowing that the glaring bullets could not hinder those people for a long time, Nalan Fengjin didn't have a chance to breathe, so she kept walking unconscious all the way.
Ling Yinglie fled into the mountains and ran until late at night.
The trees in the sky blocked the moonlight, and everything was pitch black. Occasionally, there was the low cry of wild beasts. At this time, Nalan Fengjin was cold and hungry, and he was in a miserable state. His face was also scratched by the slanting branches, and the mask on his face was already gone.
It was broken, so I had to tear it off and put it away. I thought that those people would not be able to catch up for a while, but this is not a place to stay for a long time. Now I need to find a hiding place, eat something and try to revive Ling Yinglie.
, with no time to think about it, Nalan Fengjin had no choice but to carry Ling Yinglie on his back again, looking for a secret place to hide.
Ling Yinglie's body was cold, with occasional convulsions. Nalan Fengjin found an opportunity to check his body, and saw that there were no serious injuries. He only saw that his brows were furrowed as if he was suffering from unbearable pain even in a coma.
Reminds me of that sentence: Every month when the poison attacks, I feel unbearable pain.
Without time to think about it, Nalan Fengjin continued to move forward with Ling Yinglie on his back. Not long after, he found a cave where he could hide. Nalan Fengjin was so happy that he ran towards the cave with Ling Yinglie on his back.
, but before reaching the entrance of the cave, he suddenly lost his footing and fell into a huge cave. In a hurry, Nalan Fengjin lost strength under his feet and stretched out his hand to grab the entrance of the cave.
Ying Lie and Nalan Fengjin could have stopped their falling, but when they saw Ling Ying Lie falling, they turned around to grab it, but when their hands slipped, they also slipped down together.
There was a pool of deep water under the cave. Ling Yinglie fell into it first, and then Nalan Fengjin also fell into it.
In the water, Nalan Fengjin hurriedly grabbed Ling Yinglie to prevent him from sinking to the bottom. He raised his head and looked up, but could not see any light. He only felt pitch black. The four walls were moist and smooth, and he had no strength to climb. After several climbs, he could not see any light.
They all fell down to no avail. They couldn't help but become anxious and murmured: "Are we going to lose our lives here?"
The two of them sank and floated as the water in the pool was cold. As time passed, the coldness passed through the skin and reached the bone marrow. What the hell was this place? Nalan Fengjin was desperate but could do nothing. He had to hug Ling.
The shadows keep each other warm, and luck protects the two of them from the cold. At the critical moment of life and death, the children in the world no longer care about the protection of men and women.
The journey was too tiring, and the water was too cold. Nalan Fengjin was still so cold that her teeth were chattering even though she had the support of her inner strength. Although she and Du Yuze had been raising the general in the valley for several months, she only recovered from her serious injuries. The situation at this moment was already too tight for her.
Knowing that he could not hold on for long, in order to prevent himself from falling asleep, Nalan Fengjin hugged Ling Yinglie tightly, which seemed to be the only support at the moment.
While cheering up, she pulled Ling Yinglie's cheek as if to vent her anger: "When are you going to wake up? Wake up, wake up." She pulled her left and right, and Ling Yinglie was tortured by her for a long time without any response.
She sighed, let go of her fingers, and again ignored everything else. She hugged Ling Yinglie tightly, trying to keep her body warm. She rested her chin on his shoulder, and her true energy slowly entered his body through her palms to warm him and herself.
But even so, my hands and feet were still cold and unbearable, so I had to brace myself up and murmured to myself: "Are you destined to be evil? Why do you put me in a desperate situation every time I'm with you? I blocked you last time
I almost died from that palm, and this time it was like this again. I never thought about dying with you."
Thinking of this, I couldn't help laughing at myself, and continued: "You know? Many people are afraid of the poison on your body, but I am not afraid. But look at it now, I am holding you, and I can torture you at will and make you cry.
Just cry."
Nalan Fengjin pulled off his eyes and face and made him look like he was crying. "You will laugh when I ask you to laugh." Nalan Fengjin pulled his face upward again. After playing with it for a long time, he finally sighed and said:
"But what's the use of this? I could have just left you alone, but I didn't. Do you know why? Don't know? I don't know either." She talked to herself, although she was bored.
After regaining consciousness for a while, she hugged him again.
As time passed slowly, she felt more and more lack of energy. She gently leaned her head on his shoulder. She smiled softly. The laughter echoed in the cave. She tried hard to regain some consciousness.
Time gradually passed, Nalan Fengjin felt that her eyelids were getting heavier and heavier, and her body gradually stopped obeying her own control. She slightly raised the corners of her mouth and murmured to herself: "Master, I have failed in your instructions.
, I should have left everything behind earlier, so I wouldn’t have ended up in this situation today. I should have listened to you earlier. But I couldn’t do it no matter what, I put the rest in the middle."
The trick of talking to herself didn't seem to work very well. She struggled not to close her eyes, and her true energy was continuously supplied to Ling Yinglie. She leaned her head on Ling Yinglie's shoulder and said in his ear:
"I can't hold on much longer, are you really not going to wake up?" Ling Yinglie still didn't respond.??