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Chapter 623 Sheng Mian is a master at destroying the atmosphere

She quickly looked up and found that his arms were covered with mottled marks cut by thorns.

She didn't suffer any injuries while gliding all the way, and it was all borne by him.

She quickly climbed out and shouted again.

"Fu Yancheng?"

Fu Yancheng fainted briefly. The collision between the two people was all on him. How could he bear it?

Sheng Mian's hands were trembling a little, and she was worried that someone would catch up behind her, so she quickly grabbed his hand and ran away.

But he was too heavy and she couldn't lift him at all.

I was so anxious that tears fell down.

I heard him say in a daze: "Are you crying?"

Sheng Mian quickly looked up and saw that his face was pale and his eyebrows were wrinkled, "Why are you crying?"

He stood up slowly, and Sheng Mian noticed that his back was covered in blood, and the stone he was lying on was also covered in blood.

It was probably the final collision that caused him to hit the rock.

His eyebrows were cold and stern, like a wolf in the mountains, "Go forward."

There are two groups of people chasing them this time, and the other side has made complete preparations.

Sheng Mian quickly supported him and said cautiously, "Does it hurt?"

Of course he was in pain, almost to death.

But a man wants to save face, especially in front of a woman who is a little tempted. Even if it really hurts to death, he will grit his teeth and remain silent.

Sheng Mian helped people move forward, but at the same time, she was worried about Qi Shen because Qi Shen jumped in a different direction than them.

She helped Fu Yancheng to a flat and sheltered place. She asked him to sit down and wanted to check his back.

Fu Yancheng grabbed her hand.

"It's okay, no need to check."

"bleeding."

Now that Fu Yancheng is still awake, she feels much more at ease.

If she was the only one left in this wilderness, everyone would be scared.

Fu Yancheng stood up and held her hand, "Go a little further. The trees here are tall. Even if those people want to find us, they will have to spend time. My people and Xie Feng's people must have arrived, but our mobile phones

They are all lost, it will probably take a while to find us."

Sheng Mian nodded and followed him.

The sky suddenly started to rain, and Sheng Mian could faintly see his wound, which was very deep, as if that area had been punctured.

Is he really okay?

After walking for about two hours, until he found a simple cave where he could rest, Fu Yancheng finally lost his support and leaned against the mountain wall with sweat on his forehead.

Sheng Mian raised her hand and touched his forehead.

He has a fever.

She quickly looked inside the cave. There was some dry firewood inside. This cave was probably a temporary habitat for nearby villagers when they entered the mountains.

She helped the man go inside with difficulty, then tore off a section of her coat and took out a lighter from his body to start a fire.

The smoke here will not drift out and will not be noticed.

She heard Fu Yancheng keep saying: "Cold."

People with fever are hot inside and cold outside, not to mention that the clothes on both of them are basically soaked.

She made a simple stand out of dry firewood, took off both her and his coats, and set them aside to dry.

Then she moved Fu Yancheng to the fire.

Fu Yancheng was obviously not awake yet, but he used her legs as pillows and lay on his back.

The thin clothes on both of them were steaming, and his hair was also hot, revealing his pale face.

Sheng Mian looked down at him and combed his hair with her fingertips.

Her hair was also soaked by the rain. This was the first time she had seen Fu Yancheng so weak.

When she looked down at him, she saw that he slowly opened his eyes, but he was obviously unconscious and his eyes were filled with mist.

Sheng Mian just wanted to ask him, where does it hurt?

But she saw him slowly raise his hand, put his fingertips on her face, and said hoarsely: "It would be great if you were my wife."


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