Chapter 323: .Vicious stepmother ex-girlfriend (28)

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Every time Yan Zhaolie turned over a dead body, his expression was disappointed and bloodless.
In the end, he used his instinct to dig up bones, his nails were bent, and he was covered with dark blood mud. It was hardly a pair of hands, a series of blood bubbles, crawling with milky white maggots, like scary ghost claws.
He could n’t even hear the outside world. In the middle of the night, the wet cold rain entered the bone. Li Jinxue could n’t bear to see it, and wanted to drag him back to the horse immediately,
Your injury ca n’t be dragged anymore, and you did n’t eat another day Go back first, I'll ask someone to come over and look for it. "
In fact, Li Jinxue did not hold any hope. Yan Zhaolie basically turned this mountain. He now has two possible guesses, one is that the man was divided and eaten by the vulture, and the other is that the body was thrown into the river and soaked into a mud.
Yan Zhaolie was soaked in blood all over his body. He did not react to Li Jinxue's words and knelt in the heap of corpses, rummaging through one after another. His physical strength had long been exhausted, and to the point where the lamp was dry, and a ghostly rain was breaking down, his forehead quickly rolled up, and he was so dizzy that he slept several times.
At this time, he often picked up the knife and cut a blood on his shoulder to stimulate him to wake up.
"Zhaolie--"
Seeing that the spirited young man became no one, no ghost, no ghost, Li Jinxue restrained the restlessness and called again. Why did he say that there are thousands of women in the world? He did n’t need to die or live for a dead person. Point, life can always live.
Be more open.
This time, when the Beidi Grand Prix waited until the midday to offer prisoners, he could not escape the title of a duke, and it was not a joy to pick a few beautiful flowers and jade to accompany under the beautiful beam.
"Snapped!"
The other party couldn't help but throw two things over. After Li Jinxue saw it, he almost fell out.
One is a tiger charm that commands the three armies, and the other is a jade engraved with the Yan Family's emblem.
"Just snow, do the last thing for me. Before dawn, if I didn't go back, you would bring me a letter saying that Yan Zhaolie was buried in a python belly, and his death was tragic, and he could not be identified. If you recognize me this Brother, just set up a clothes mound, the next year is Qingming, an altar of liquor, a spring willow offering me, is enough. "
Speaking of this, he was not like the previous crazy demon, but calm, gentle, and sober. Li Jinxue couldn't even say what he refused.
Then he saw people climbing down the steep slope, and in the wet and slippery mist, half of his body was submerged in the river water, covered with dead branches, like a heavy ghost.
"Boom--"
Yan Zhaolie identified the corpse in the river and was unable to support his body. He had to go ashore temporarily. After going back and forth several times, his skin was soaked in white and swollen. Drenched in water, he climbed up to the shore with his last energy, breathing heavily, his throat burning, and pain.
There was a bleeding on his abdomen, and he pressed it slightly, feeling that his intestines were about to flow out. His consciousness began to loosen, and he shook his head hard again.
There were still corpses on the shore, Yan Zhaolie rested for a moment, and then went to find.
At first, he could stand, and then walk with a knife support, and finally he could only crawl slowly like a snake.
He was not afraid of death, but he was not reconciled, and he was not allowed to be buried with her even after death.
When he was about to coma, Yan Zhaolie touched a soft thing on his forehead. It was a woman's hand, smeared with blood and mud. The rainstorm washed down, revealing the familiar face of the other party.
Yan Zhaolie immediately wanted to get up, but unfortunately his physical exertion was huge, and he was planted in the dead man's pit halfway. He gritted his teeth and dragged his body together.
After seeing that eyebrow, he immediately had a fateful arrangement. Fortunately, if he could not live together, he would die together. He stretched out his hand and brushed the woman's face, and after brushing the tip of his nose, he was stunned for a moment, and a rush of ecstasy came to his heart.
There is still breathing!
Yan Zhaolie was so happy that he almost didn't cry. He remembered what Li Jinxue said. Lin Lang was bitten by a poisonous snake and moved to her feet. After a look, there were two blood holes. He cut open the mouth with a knife to bleed, and it was not too dirty. He sucked it directly out of her mouth and dyed her lips purple.
I do n’t know if Lin Lang ’s survival stimulated his nerves. Yan Zhaolie regained his desire to survive, and spent the middle of the night transferring her from the shore to the nearby cave, and smashed his teeth with his ankle Red herb.
There was a bonfire in the cave, Yan Zhaolie took off their coats and roasted on the fire. He put the man in his arms, but he didn't have a half-hearted thought.
He didn't dare to sleep, his eyes tightly locked Lin Lang's eyebrows, until her eyelashes twitched, and the faint woke up. When she saw someone, she lifted her hands as if in a dream, and her pale two lips opened slightly, "I ... am I dreaming? Lier?"
Hearing her call, Yan Zhaolie forbeared tears for a long time, and he grabbed her hand and put it on her cheek, "It's me, I'm here, your fierce son. You are not dreaming, nor Die. With me, I will not let you die, never. "
The other person's fingertips were cold, tracing his handsome eyebrows, and fell on the blood stain of the brow bone, "Does it hurt?"
"It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt at all. When you touch it, nothing hurts."
Yan Zhaolie gazed at the person greedily, obviously very embarrassed, how could he look more beautiful?
"Poor mouth-cough cough cough!" She coughed suddenly and bent down, as if to cough up her heart and lungs. Yan Zhaolie's face changed greatly, and she asked her what happened?
"I can't live." She was angry with her hair. "Don't care about me, wait until dawn, and hurry away. Promise me, you can't die here, and you can never die here."
The young man caressed her back for a while before saying, "I can't go."
Lin Lang raised his head with difficulty, but ran into a deep, scorching emotion. I saw that he raised his hand and pulled away the blood-stained blouse, knife wound, sword wound, gunshot wound, arrow wound, the old wound was not healed, and new wounds were added. Thank you.
"Even if you drove me away, I wouldn't be able to leave. To be born together, to die together."
What he didn't say is that I realized this consciousness before I came.
Lin Lang suddenly laughed.
"Okay, then, live together, die together. I have you at Huangquan Road, I am at least not afraid." Her smile is really charming, black hair messy, against the fire, it looks like Begonia Wake up early in spring.
The other party looked distracted, unconsciously rubbed her lips and wanted to kiss.
Lin Lang wasn't surprised, just grinned at the corner of his mouth, watching him approach.
Midway through, his body paused, and he said, no, this is not in accordance with the etiquette.
Lin Lang couldn't help but glared at him, even his life was gone, what rules did he care about? I haven't seen any rules before him. She had just glared and saw him standing up against the wall and carrying Lin Lang again.
"what are you going to do?"
The two wounded soldiers helped, and wobbled to the hole.
Outside the cave, a round of mountains and moons hung in front of the ridge, and the cold glow passed through the wet ink branches after the rain, and shredded a piece to their feet. In the cold wind, Lin Lang heard the trumpet in the army vaguely.
"Can you still go?" Yan Zhaolie asked.
She nodded.
So they walked out of the cave, the rain had stopped, and in the dense bushes, occasionally there was a small puddle with clear moonlight water.
Yan Zhaolie held her halfway to the edge of a mountain cliff.
Looking around, there are countless marching tents at the bottom of the mountain. The flags are hunting and flying. At the forefront is the capital of Beidi. And when you look at the height, all these are as small as ants, which makes people feel a sense of emptiness.
"Tear--"
The sound of torn clothes sounded, and when Lin Lang looked at it, the other person was raising her hand, and a piece of blood coat was softly and tightly wrapped around her.
"This night is the day when you and I get married in the church. I use a piece of heart as a letter of appointment, a piece of moonlight as a gift book, and a piece of mountain and river as a greeting book. Although there is no medium for parents, there is a mountain and a moon and a river as evidence. marry me?"
Lin Lang has never seen such an embarrassing grandfather.
In the eyes of the world, he is the family of Xiao Lang, the handsome general of the white horse and the silver sword, the handsome general of the white horse and the silver sword, and even the emperor of the court who overturned the cloud and rain. The coat, dying, looked like a sick seedling stepping into the coffin.
But those eyes are really beautiful.
Thousands of glazed lights flashed in front of the person I liked, and a firework of the prosperous dynasty was set off.
"marry!"
Lin Lang didn't give him the time to worry, and he answered almost without hesitation.
The answer was strong and the sound was loud.
The answer was that Yan Zhaolie's heart was surging and she was dazzled.
Let him willingly fold in the palm of this man.
"You dare to marry me, why wouldn't I dare to marry?" Her eyebrows were light, like a crescent moon. What made the youth even more scorched was that her finger was covered in clothes, which was linked to his forefinger, and she looked up and smiled like a flower. "Look, my shirt is red, isn't it just like a wedding dress?" Do you say whether it should be a good time? "
"Yes! The best time!"
He raised his mouth and grinned his white teeth.
"Then let's go to church."
"it is good."
A word, as if it had been a half-life response, unconsciously, he had burst into tears. Lin Lang reached out his other hand and gently wiped his tears, "Now, our happy days, be happy."
Yan Zhaolie was greedy for the tenderness and was reluctant to move her eyes away from her.
It took a long time before he caught the thin wrist and stopped Lin Lang's movements. What surprised her was that the other party turned her head and smiled at her with a smile, "Is brewing with sword gas, is this wine strong enough to drink?"
Lin Lang's eyes were rippling, "Yang Luo, the courageous man, should dare to drink."
Yan Zhaolie laughed at the words and said well.
Now they have taken one foot into Huangquan Road. They really have no taboos. They only act in accordance with their hearts. Even if Lin Lang said that he would hold a wedding banquet in the local government, he would only spoil his face and talk with you.
Yan Ling's waist was out of the sheath, cold and sensational, but made a wedding wine.
"One lord, respect the heavens and the earth forever."
"One lord, respect the ghosts and ghosts of the four sides."
"Yijue, respect for the rest of your life is not old."
Let the flames and flames be our dragon and phoenix candles.
Jin Ge Qiang Drum, to be our ritual red badge.
And this heaven and earth, the rivers of Kyushu, are the ceremonial guests who witnessed our wedding!