Chapter 167: How come you come

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When the black man waved his hand, six or seven strong men rushed over and did not give a chance to breathe.
The blade flashed cold and glared at the glare of Yan Yan. Yan Yan knew that they had killed the heart and immediately evaded the sword and said: "Zhuang Yin was poisoned by me, you dare to kill me, just pull him together. ""
As soon as the words were exported, Yan Yan obviously felt that the attack of the black man had slowed down, and stood there for a long while.
Yan Yan naturally will not stand here to catch them. She has long discovered that the gap between the fences in the stream is not small. A strong man may not wear it, but she can pass through it.
At this time, a sharp whistling sound in the night sky, the sound is long and short, like a certain signal.
The black men rushed down to shape, and Yan Yan took advantage of this opportunity and ran to the stream. It was only far away, the river reflected the moonlight, it looked very shallow, and now it was only when it was near that it was found that it could not see the bottom.
For the black man to take the lead in reacting, Yang said: "Someone enters the village! Do not sharpen, destroy the mouth."
With his words, Yan Yan bite his teeth and jumped into the water from a shore high.
With a bang, the water splashed, and a blood flower bloomed in the river, and it quickly recovered.
"Head?" Several people standing on the shore hesitated to go into the water to catch people.
Turning around and looking at the fire that is getting closer and closer, he decisively said: "It’s too late to withdraw."
The rest of the people got orders and quickly jumped out of the court.
Yan Yan fell into the cold water, the heart tingling, the sweet blood rushed uncontrollably, and there were several tears in the leg. The sensation of 冉 仅 , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , Arrived.
The darkness swept through the waves, and it was floating in the water. Yan Yan wanted to hold the fence to stabilize himself. Unfortunately, the strength of the whole body could not be met even with the rushing water flow, and the water could only be allowed to flow downstream.
Now Yan Yan can only stay awake, she remembers that there will be a pond not far from the front.
Yan Yan held his breath and breathed from time to time to breathe on the surface of the water. This repeated action almost became a kind of mechanical inertia. I thought that if she fainted, someone would find a female body in the pond tomorrow morning. If possible, still salvage as soon as possible, don't wait until many days later to find a black big fat...
There are also insects... the most annoying...
It is stinging, and Yan Yan uses the only remaining consciousness to fight the dizziness on the body. In the water, she has lost the concept of time, as if only after a while, and after half a day, I feel that the water is gradually slowing down.
Yan Yan slobbered and found that she might have already drunk a lot of water. She struggled to exhaust her whole body and handed it to the shore with one hand. Yan Yan does not like to take a boat, not afraid of water. On the contrary, her water is good. One of the favorite sports in the past is swimming.
I don't know how much effort I used, my fingertips touched the blades of grass, and Yan Yan quickly reached out and grabbed it.
The hay is extraordinarily fragile, and it only breaks when it is lightly grasped. The face is not discouraged, and it resists the discomfort of the body. It is black with the eyes, bite the teeth a little bit forward, and finally grabs a look. Count the firm blades of grass.
Yan Yan was relieved a little, but found that the heat in the body was lost a little, and the head was also unable to contain the dizziness. Yan Yan guessed that he might have lost too much blood.
The most sensible thing now is to stop the blood immediately after climbing to the shore, but looking at the high shore, she feels so unreachable.
In fact, it is not just a feeling of sorrow, even if it is a normal person, it is difficult to climb the straightened shore without external force, let alone only one hand can use force, or In the case of almost collapse.
Yan Yan looked up at the railing above, suddenly thought of a move, and quickly untied his belt.
The thin gauze belt was tied a few times on the body, and it was about one meter wide and about two meters from the skirt. Yan Yan quickly wrapped around a button under his own shackles, and the other one tied with a porcelain bottle, then threw the railing over and let it fall.
Yan Yan pulled the other end and raised herself up to confirm that even if she was lethargic again, her head would not be buried in the water before she tied her head to her waist.
After doing all this, Yan Yan has completely no strength.
All she can do is try to increase the possibility of living. As for whether or not she can live, it depends on whether they can come in time.
The wind passed through the wet clothes, pierced into the skin, and the pain was a little numb. After all, the face was not able to withstand the double pinch of fatigue and serious injury, and it fainted.
Between the heavens and the earth, a piece of white scorpion, Yan Yan bare feet standing in the snow, as if standing for a year, so cold, like a standing stone.
Yan Yan’s line of sight is like looking at the sky, overlooking himself, but clearly can feel the coldness of loneliness.
There was a tall man who gathered her in her arms from behind, wrapped her around in a warm moment, her feet licking each other, trying to look back at him, but the man was holding her in her arms and sitting cross-legged in the snow. In the ground, the warm big hand helped her lame.
For a moment, all the grievances of Yan Yan came to my heart and blamed him with a voice: "How come you come."
The man’s movement paused, his voice was hoarse and dry, but with a faint smile.
Yes, I’m late, I’ll take you on my belt and take it wherever I go.

"Why not in your arms?" Yan Yan frowned and asked.
The man laughed and said, "Okay, I am in my arms."
Yan Yan brows tighter, she has calmed down, so I can't help thinking, why do you ask such a strange word, the heart is difficult to be lonely for a long time, actually did such a daydream. Although she thought so, the man drilled into the warm embrace and murmured: "Who are you?"
The man’s movement paused, and the hoarse voice smiled:
Dream is still so alert.

"Yeah, I also know that I am dreaming..." Yan Yan posted his warm and strong chest, listening to a steady and powerful heartbeat, licking a few words, and actually slept.
This sleep is warm and sweet, and there is no dream.
I don't know how long it took to wake up. Yan Yan opened her eyes and saw a handsome face like a sculpture. She snorted and thought of the dream. Looking at it again, the man leaned on the bedside and held his head in one hand. The black hair was messy and smashed on the top of his head. A few strands of hair were placed on his forehead and cheeks. His face was pale and his eyes were blue.
Yan Yan looked at him for a long while, only to recognize that this person turned out to be Xiao Yu. Now he does not reproduce the simple and concise image, and the thin and messy sample can hardly distinguish the deity.
Xiao Yu seems to feel the movement, slowly open his eyes, the black eyes are as if they are born with a strong temper, and the moment of squinting on the face is much softer, the voice is hoarse, "wake up?"
"You..." Yan Yan wanted to say something. He opened his mouth but didn't know how to say it. He only asked, "How come you are back?"
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