Chapter 1218: Prince? Woke up?

Jing Yue completely could not understand.
The Prince who was protected in Seibu, how could this appearance appear here?
Is it that Seibu was attacked?
its not right.
If Seibu is attacked, she can't be ignorant at Jingyue. It was normal to look at Seibu in the past month. Jingyue looked like this, and she frowned, so she is now Should you save people?
Still saving people?
On the edge of the river, the handkerchief wet the hand and fed it into Wei Ling's mouth a little, and cut off the robes on Wei Ling's own body to help Wei Ling simply wrap the wound.
Those who play on TV and who tear their clothes are too naive.
Is this girl's clothes so cute, can it be torn?
Therefore, Jing Yue decisively chose to cut Wei Ling’s own robes, bandaged his wounds, and saved him. It’s not bad, but also wants Jing Yue to be so good to him? Jingyue was very disdainful and grinned, knowing that they are now hostile.
If it weren’t for Wei Ling’s campaign in this game, he’s never been shot, and he’s always in a wait-and-see state. If Wei Ling has a little bit of harm to Jing Yue’s people, today’s Jing Yue sees Wei Ling’s work. It is unceremonious to make a knife on his heart.
The sky was grayed out a little bit, Jing Yue called the silver wind to stay at Wei Ling's side, and Jing Yue was driving the silver arrow in the forest to continue to look for night snow and white nine, just looking for it at all A little bit of harvest.
In desperation, Jingyue had to return to Wei Ling's side, the sky was already dark, and now Jinling is afraid that it is too late, and dragging such a seriously injured Wei Ling, there is no way to sleep in the forest.
When the bonfire ignited, Jingyue also looked forward to seeing the night snow, if he saw it, he would definitely find it, but this is obviously Jingyue thinking more.
"This woman, what the is going." Jing Yue pokes the fire while he is very unhappy.
"Oh..." Just when Jingyue was indignant, he finally heard the unconscious Wei Ling, and made a sound: "Water...water..."
"Hey, wake up." Jingyue took the wide leaves on one side, poured some water on the leaves, raised his hand to support Wei Ling’s head, and fed the water to Wei Ling’s mouth, finally seeing Wei Ling. The closed eyelids slowly opened.
The pair of dark eyes, still with a little confused color, a lot of dirty things on his face, with a little blood, Wei Ling's face is undoubtedly beautiful, but since Jing Yue has Xiao Yu After that, the inexplicable people who think that they are good-looking are not good-looking.
For example, Wei Ling now has no good-looking feeling in the eyes of Jing Yue. He only feels pleasing to the eye than the average person.
"Prince? Wake up?" Jing Yue smiled and looked at Wei Ling.
"Jing Yue?" Wei Ling's words with a little bit of surprise, slightly frowned and looked at Jing Yue.
"Well, it seems that the head is still intact, not broken, and I still recognize me." Jing Yue heard Wei Ling's call, very calmly nodded, raised his hand and touched Wei Ling's head, no fever. The signs are really fortunate.
"You..." Wei Ling looked at Jing Yue's eyes full of surprises.
"What am I?" Jingyue rolled his eyes and stood up and walked toward the campfire. He said, "I am your savior. If you wake up, you can eat something, your wounds." It’s no big deal.