Chapter 634: where is this place?

At this moment, Zhu Feng suddenly stretched out his hand.
The world seems to be still at this moment.
He saw the lightning-like wooden stake suddenly caught in the palm of his hand.
The wooden thorn also pierced his palm, and blood immediately flowed from his fingers. Zhu Feng's eyes were red with pain.
Ye Xun was so scared that his soul was about to get out of his body.
"emperor!"
Zhu Feng said solemnly: "Quick!"
"..."
"Untie the reins!"
Although he yelled like this, the people around were already injured and lay down on the ground, and some people were scared to the ground by the coming waves, and no one could rush up.
Just here, a figure rushed up.
Taking a closer look, it was Nan Yan.
Zhu Feng's eyes widened suddenly, but saw that the little woman stumbled on the deck and ran to the place where the reins were tied. One hand was holding the rein that was thicker than her arm, and the other hand. Took out something from his arms.
The cold light flashed.
That is a short sword.
It was the dagger I gave her when I was in Peking.
What Zhu Feng didn't know was that she was carrying it all the time.
Nan Yan pulled out the dagger and cut the rein forcefully, but the ship swayed, causing her to make the wrong hand several times, cutting away deep blood marks on her fingers and palms.
The piercing pain made her tears welling up.
Mixing with the dripping river water on his head, his vision was almost blurred.
Nan Yan could only gritted his teeth, cutting with instinct one by one, feeling that the rein was being cut bit by bit, leaving a thin section.
And at this moment, the huge wave had already hit them heavily.
"Nanyan--!"


pain.
it hurts!
It seemed that the bones of the whole body had been crushed and reinstalled.
Nan Yan fainted originally, but faintly regained her sanity, and she was pulled out of the boundless chaos and darkness by the pain.
She frowned subconsciously.
"pain……"
After making this sound from her dry lips, she immediately felt a fire.
So sad.
At this moment, the painful body seemed to be supported by a strong arm. Although it was also painful, I could vaguely feel that this hand was trying its best to be gentle.
Then, something, soft, stuck to his lips.
When my lips opened subconsciously, I felt a burst of coolness poured into my mouth.
It's water!
Nan Yan was already uncomfortable with thirst. At this time, it was almost like a life-saving nectar. She swallowed constantly, even with some unfinished feelings. When the thing was about to leave her, she entangled.
At this time, a cough sounded in his ears.
Nan Yan frowned and finally opened his eyes slowly.
When I opened my eyes, I met a pair of eyes.
Deep and dark.
It was like a bottomless pool, but at this moment, there was a little warm breath.
Inside, a pale figure was reflected.
The cheeks were thin, with a faint tiredness.
Is that-myself?
"..."
Nan Yan stared blankly at the way he reflected in those eyes, for a long while, unable to recover.
At this time, a familiar voice rang in my ears
"Manny."
Nan Yan was a little confused, still staring at those eyes. After a while, he slowly turned his head back.
I saw Ran Xiaoyu standing aside, separated by a veil.
Nan Yan was stunned, then turned around again.
I finally saw it clearly. I was lying on the ground with some cushions under my body. A small wooden frame was built around with some dead wood and a veil was hung on it.
And Zhu Feng is holding himself.
Just now, was it him?
Nan Yan couldn't help himself, and said softly: "The emperor..."
She subconsciously looked at Zhu Feng's lips, which were slightly red and moist, as if they had just drunk water, but when she was watching, his face suddenly became a little embarrassed.
The Shuanghuan held his hands and gently put himself down.
Then he got up and walked away, still holding a water glass in his hand.
Just now, was he feeding himself and drinking water?
However, why his face is so strange.
Ran Xiaoyu walked in and took out a handkerchief and gently wiped the corners of Nan Yan's lips. His face was also a little red, and Nan Yan was puzzled whether he wanted to laugh or not.
What happened?
However, this is not the time to worry about this.
She was in terrible pain all over her body. After being put down by Zhu Feng, she struggled to sit up again. Ran Xiaoyu hurriedly said, "Mother, don't move."
"..."
"You were hit on the cabin by a wave before and hit your head."
"..."
"There are also some injuries on the body."
"is it?"
Nan Yan frowned, thought for a while, and then remembered that before fainting, they encountered Guanyin storm. During the storm, the sails could not be kept, and the entire ship was almost buried.
At that time, Zhu Feng rushed up and grabbed the rein.
And he took out the knife he gave her and cut another rein.
Later, it seemed that I only remembered a wave coming, and forgot everything.
It turns out that I was injured, no wonder my body hurts so much.
She stretched out her hand and rubbed her head, and it really hurt a lot. Ran Xiaoyu hurriedly supported her so that she could lie down more comfortably.
Nan Yan looked around.
They were obviously not on a boat, but on a river beach.
Surrounded by trees, there is a thin white sand, still soft.
Above the head, the wind was beautiful and sunny, completely different from the previous storm.
In front of him, the vast smokey waters were very calm, their boat stopped not far ahead, but it seemed that it was damaged.
Ran Xiaoyu said softly: "The boat is broken, we have to find a way to repair it."
At this moment, a figure flashed in front of him.
Zhu Feng is back again.
Holding the cup in his hand, as if it was filled with some water, he said, "Drink some more water."
Somehow, Ran Xiaoyu's face seemed to blush again, he hurriedly let go of Nan Yan, and slipped out by himself.
Run fast.
Nan Yan felt that his soft body was picked up by Zhu Feng's powerful arm and leaned against him, but when he brought the cup to his mouth, Nan Yan's brows wrinkled.
"The emperor, your hand!"
There is a thick gauze wrapped around his hand.
It's still pink.
Zhu Feng glanced down.
It was yesterday, and he was going to control the rein in the storm, and the palm of his stabbed hand when he grasped the stake.
The palm was pierced.
However, looking at this little woman's worry, he didn't say anything, but said lightly: "It's just a little skin trauma."
"..."
"Come on, drink some water first."
"..."
Nan Yan took his hand and drank two sips of water, which relieved his scorching throat.
Zhu Feng said: "Is it better?"
Nan Yan nodded softly.
He raised his head again and looked around: "My lord, what is this place?"