Chapter 13: The neck is cool, the tentacles are fragrant

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Mu Yunyao apparently realized that it was not right, and he was busy looking around. The stream here is warm and I think there should be a living herb. She didn't go far, she saw what she was looking for, and quickly pulled it out and cleaned it.
"Where are you hurting?" The weeds at the waterside are very high. When she reaches the shoulder of Ning Junyi, she only smells blood, but she does not know how his injury is.
Ning Junyi looked at her coldly, and it took a while to open her mouth: "Chest."
When the weeds were removed, Mu Yunya’s heart jumped. The silver shirt on his body had been dyed red. A wound went down from the left shoulder to the right rib. The wound was rolled and the bone was visible.
The road was offended. Mu Yunyao gently and quickly smashed the top of Ning Junyi and saw the wound. He couldn’t help but take a deep breath. The wound was deep and the blood was dark red and black. If it was not handled well, this article I am afraid that it will be explained.
Yu Wang’s position in the DPRK was extremely embarrassing. He was the emperor of Wei, and he should have been honored. However, the Queen of Wei was guilty of poisoning the emperor. Although he was not deposed as a queen, he was beaten into the cold palace. After giving birth to the king in the cold palace, he died of blood. From the time he was a child, he was not liked by the emperor. Before he was fourteen years old, he had been living in a cold palace. He was 14 years old and sealed the king, but the land was in the west of Guangdong, where the border was bitter.
At the end of the ceremony, the ceremony was directly sent to Yuexi, and it was eight years. The people in the DPRK understand that it is a king, but in reality it is no different from exile. In her memory, the king of the king should only come back from the border after three years. Why is it now appearing in Lushan?
Thinking in my heart, the movements in my hands are not stopped. I have used the cloth towel I carry with me, soaking the water to clean the blood, just this wound...
"That... the dagger gave me some use." Mu Yunyao said that he was hesitant. She could feel the defense of her by the king. I was afraid that it would be bad. He would have his life. "The flesh around your wound. There is some dirt, and there is still poison on it. If you don't remove these flesh, even if it is a hemostatic drug, the effect is still not good."
Ning Junyi handed the dagger to the past, and the cold sight was swept over her slender neck. The girl was thin and delicate, and the white neck could be held in one hand, trying to kill her easily.
Mu Yunyao feels a cold neck, as if being stared by a beast, can not help but accelerate the heartbeat. Take the dagger and carefully approach his chest: "If you endure it, it will hurt."
Ning Jun did not care, and his eyes swept over Mu Yunyao’s face and fell back on her neck. Her face was covered with bruises and bruises, and there were scars scratched by blunt instruments. She could hardly see the original appearance, but the neck was very beautiful, and the white hair was flawless and smooth like jade. When his eyes fell, he still The exquisite trembled, and the back of the neck raised a little blush, giving him the urge to reach out.
Ning Junyi did not scream from beginning to end. Mu Yunyao had a sweat and saw the blood flowing out of the wound turned into a bright red. He quickly chewed the herb to help him apply: "Yes, you...

After the words were not finished, I suddenly felt a cold neck and a cold hand attached to her neck.
Ning Junyi slightly narrowed his eyes. This touch was as warm and smooth as the warm jade. The thumb was lightly moved and rubbed through the redness of her side neck. .
Mu Yunyao’s heart is jumping wildly, and the body is stiff like a stone:
I have a life-saving grace, you will not be envious, kill me?

In the eyes, a glimmer of flickering, Ning Jun’s men tightened slightly, and she saw her slightly wide-eyed eyes. In the eyes of Qingling Ling, there was water in the eyes, which was clearer than the stream in the mountains, just like when he was young. The cats that have been raised are equally vulnerable and vulnerable.
He took back his hand and saw a red rope on her neck, and directly smashed the rope and held it in her hand: "One person, you can ask for it."
Mu Yunyao sighed with relief, and his killings disappeared: "Then I am gone." After that, seeing the king did not respond, she carefully retreated, then picked up her back and quickly ran away, still holding in her hand. A dagger that helps him deal with the wound.
The snake was not found, and the dagger would replace the snake to help her.
I ran for two quarters of an hour and went back to the foot of the mountain to see the people in the village. Mu Yunyao stopped to breathe and gasped, collected the dagger, wiped off the sweat on his forehead, and walked into the village if nothing happened.
Now she is very eager to die, because she has a mother to protect, there is no big hatred, there is a wish, she wants to live well, better than anyone.