MTL - The Book of Troubled Times-Chapter 274 The days of living with Hongling

  Chapter 274 The days of living together with Hongling

   "Crack~crack~crack!"

  The clashing sound of fire, knives and flint spread among the piles of rocks, sparks scattered bit by bit.

   This is a very grueling job. It is actually very difficult to ignite the fire if there is no oil velvet and only dry grass. Zhao Changhe never thought that one day he would complain about Xia Longyuan from this aspect: You have ruled the world for so many **** years, and you haven't even invented a lighter! The shame of the traversers!

   But after thinking about it, it seems that the lighter will be finished in the water, it seems that it is not as good as a fire knife and flint... I have to keep my head down and continue to knock.

   After finally lighting it up, Zhao Changhe ecstatically stuffed other dry firewood branches, and after a while, a warm bonfire took shape in the middle of the stone pile.

   There was no wind in the space, and the fire was very stable. Zhao Changhe jumped up with joy, smiling like a child.

  Yue Hongling was naked, poking her head out from behind a rock to look at him.

  Zhao Changhe waved excitedly: "Your wet clothes can be dried!"

  He shrank his head back: "Don't come over!"

   "Who cares about it?" Zhao Changhe ignored her, sat back by the campfire, and took out the new clothes in the package with a smile.

   Originally, he planned to bake a suit for himself, but then he remembered that he also bought a men's white suit for Yue Hongling, so he smiled and hung it aside to dry: "Blessed, you don't want to wear that red suit."

  Yue Hongling was furious: "Zhao Changhe!"

  Zhao Changhe looked at the sky.

  Yue Hongling hid behind the stone and stared at him for a while, then smiled suddenly: "Yeah, I'm a rotten person, don't kiss me after you have the ability."

  Zhao Changhe shrank immediately: "You are fragrant, fragrant."

   "Hmph." Finally he retracted his head.

  The atmosphere suddenly became quiet.

  No one's space, quiet coast; campfire is warm, separated by a stone.

   She was naked, he knew it.

  This cognition alone makes people unable to calm down. It seems that the heartbeats of both parties can be heard through the space, thump thump.

  Zhao Changhe lowered his head to treat his wound, and after a while he suddenly said: "This should not be a sea, but a big lake."

  Knowing that he was deliberately changing the subject, Yue Hongling let out a "hmm", then leaned against the rock and laughed at himself.

  What are you thinking? The self-reliance and self-reliance of being alone seems to have disappeared in this short period of time, as if he is not the one who has rich experience in the world, and he is like Cui Yuanyang at that time, who knows nothing.

  Actually, Yue Hongling knew why Zhao Changhe thought this was a lake. Because the water is not salty, everyone's wounds were soaked in water without the feeling of being invaded by salt water. Not only is it not salt water, but it may be extremely pure, so pure that many elements are missing.

   Drinking this kind of water may not be very beneficial, but it is not harmful. It is still no problem to replenish water, and it is no problem to clean the wound. This is what Zhao Changhe meant by saying this.

  The two of them didn't say anything more, they cleaned the wound silently, and re-applied the medicine to bandage it. The exhaustion all over their bodies slowly subsided here.

  Zhao Changhe shifted a ball of fire to the edge of the rock, without poking his head: "Your."

  Yue Hongling looked at the bonfire beside him, it was warm, just like him.

  She bowed her head again and gave an "um" without saying anything.

  Zhao Changhe returned to his bonfire, fiddled with the bonfire for a while, and unknowingly fell asleep leaning against the rock behind him.

   He is so tired.

  Yue Hongling looked at him silently for a while, then slowly closed her eyes.

  ...

  Early next morning, Yue Hongling opened his eyes.

   Actually, I don’t know if it’s early, because the sky is not visible here, and it’s still dark, so I can’t tell the time.

  The small bonfire beside me also went out at some point.

  Yue Hongling, who just got used to the darkness and recovered a lot of strength after a night's rest, his night vision ability is no longer comparable to last night. Except that she couldn't see too far, the pitch-black space was not too different from the daytime in her eyes.

I took a look at it for the first time, and I galloped to fight with my injuries. I was in a mess. Fortunately, the external injuries were not infected. After applying the medicine and resting for a night, I got better. The internal injuries were very troublesome, forty-one on the list, no Just kidding, this saber energy invaded the body, causing a mess, the meridians were severely damaged, almost destroying the dantian.

  Took medicine last night, but it didn't seem to be working. After finally resting overnight, he gathered some true energy, but almost all of it was dispersed and could not be formed.

  Yue Hongling sighed, stopped looking inside, and stood up.

  Looking down at my body, I realized that I was still naked... There is no wind here, and it is not cold, so I don't feel it...

  Yue Hongling rubbed her head in shame. She really didn't feel any flustered shame after spending the night with a man like this. She slept soundly...was she too tired? But why did he act like a normal person when he woke up, and he didn't think of it the first time...

  She poked her head out again carefully, looking at the bonfire over there.

  The bonfire has also become very small, and a small flame is crumbling. Zhao Changhe still didn't wake up, leaned against the rock and fell into a deep sleep. You can see that he was still frowning in his sleep, curled up slightly, and looked very uncomfortable.

  In the second half of yesterday, he was the only one holding on, and his overdraft far surpassed his own. It is estimated that he was not only injured and overdrafted, but also that **** backlash was about to start again... The man who stood upright shrank like a child.

  Yue Hongling carefully moved out the back of the stone, quietly stretched out her jade hand to grab the white men's clothes that were hanging aside, and shrank back.

   After a while, Yue Hongling, who was dressed in men's attire, turned out of the stone and looked angrily at Zhao Changhe who was sleeping soundly, her face was more ashamed and angry than when she was naked.

  What kind of **** clothes did you buy here? From the right shoulder to the right hand, there is no cloth at all, half naked! Even the outer right hemisphere can be seen clearly outlined.

   You just want to see me wear this?

  Yue Hongling clenched his fist, as if about to punch him. The fist reached his cheek, but he finally stopped it with a "hum".

   Turning his head to look, the flames were really about to go out. Yue Hongling jumped up, and hastily gathered the nearby branches to add to the bonfire. Seeing the crumbling flame rekindle, Yue Hongling couldn't help smiling.

   No wonder he smiled like a child yesterday, happiness is sometimes very simple.

   Checked the package. There was still dry food in the package, which was well wrapped in oiled paper. Although it seemed to have been soaked in a little water, it was generally fine.

  So I took out the dry food and ate it slowly with water, and I felt happier.

After eating, I went to the lake to wash up. After thinking about it, I just jumped in and washed it viciously...Yue Hongling didn't know why she had to wash, she said that she was not stained with dirt and was not dirty at all...In order to let He believed that he was not dirty after washing? Why let him believe, what are you going to do?

  Yue Hongling didn't know, but she washed it naturally anyway, then put on the off-the-shoulder dress again, and walked back to the campfire along her hair.

  I knew the woman spent a long time washing and tossing, but after going back like this, Zhao Changhe still didn't wake up, but curled up even more seriously, his brows were tightly furrowed, and he even let out a slight moan.

  Yue Hongling's heart skipped a beat, and she stretched out her hand to try it on his forehead.

  Fever, more than that, the raging knife energy in his body is cutting his internal organs into a mess, and the evil spirit hidden in the blood seems to be pulling, echoing, roaring, surging like a tide.

  —He wasn't sleeping, he was simply in a coma.

  Yue Hongling hurriedly found a wound medicine in the package and stuffed it into his mouth, but couldn't swallow it at all, and dropped it again.

   Although Yue Hongling has rich experience in the world, he has always been alone. He has never experienced "taking care of patients", so he really didn't know how to make him swallow it, and he encountered difficulties for a while.

  After thinking for a long time, he simply helped him up, leaned against his shoulder, then chewed the pills himself, and lowered his head to feed him mouth to mouth.

  It’s just like crossing breath yesterday, it’s normal.

   Yo, you dare to spit it out!

  Put your tongue in!

  Zhao Changhe, who was in a coma, finally received the nourishment of the medicine, and the feeling of the saber qi raging was a little better.

  Before opening his eyes, he felt the softness in his mouth, and his lips and tongue were entangled.

  She put her arms around her neck, feeling even more strange... How can she feel the touch on her neck, her hands are still bare, and she hasn't worn them yet?

  Yue Hongling could actually feel his waking up, subconsciously held him tighter with his hands, and murmured indistinctly: "Don't move, sister will help you."

  The zhenqi accumulated overnight was sent into his body again without reservation: "Lungong, don't think too much."

  Zhao Changhe didn't speak, and leaned in her arms silently, using his kung fu to absorb the true energy and sort out the meridians.

  The actual picture is that in the dark, the bonfire is warm, the man is huddled in his sister's arms, kissing gently, panting and whispering.

  (end of this chapter)