Chapter 803: Escape to Dragon King Temple

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The wind was getting stronger, and the violent wind hit the face with a heavy rain, and the unspeakable pain.
Murong Jie held her in her arms and let her bury her face in her chest. He insisted on running the horse rein.
The chasing soldiers were still catching up. Murong Jie asked Zi An to stay on the horse's back. He flew out with a scar in his hand, and he didn't know how long the battle was. Scars.
They continued to escape, and finally, the chasing soldiers gradually went away, and no longer heard the sound of horseshoes. Perhaps, this heavy rain obsessed their eyes, making the chasing soldiers unable to distinguish the direction.
After all, Murong Jie was crumbling, crumbling, tightening the reins, making the horse slow down, and he couldn't keep falling down from the horse himself.
Zi An fell down with him, but she was pressed against Murong Jie.
She quickly got up, gently patted Murong Jie's face, and said anxiously: "Lao Qi, Lao Qi, how are you?"
The sky was dark, she couldn't see Lao Qi's injury, and could not hear his answer, she reached out tremblingly to touch his nose.
Breathing is still there, but feeling the pulse is slow and weak.
Zi An felt stagnant and wiped her face, not knowing whether it was tears or rain. She was desperate.
Today the only light is by lightning, but after the rain, there is no more lightning.
She leaned over and kissed Murong's cold lips, trembling: "I won't let you die, you never want to leave us."
She reached out the needle pack and began to touch his injury.
She can choose acupuncture points very accurately. She can choose acupuncture points based on her feel without the need for light.
Her arm was injured, her abdomen was injured, and her foot was injured. After applying a needle to stop bleeding, she began to tear open the outer skirt of her body to wrap up the wound for him.
There is no medicine to eat, and such heavy rain, without any cover, he was so seriously injured, and he will probably have high fever tonight.
She took off the outer skirt and tried to lift it up to protect him from the rain, but to deal with such heavy rain, what is the use of an outer skirt top?
Moreover, Murong Jie lay in a relatively low position. The rainwater flowed down from the mountain, and the water went down slowly. Under his body, there was a backlog of rainwater. He slept in the water.
Zi An couldn't hide all the wind and rain for him, just as he was fighting in the inn, he placed her by the window and blocked all the swords for her.
However, she could do nothing.
She sat on the ground, hugged him with all her strength, put his head on his thigh, and then bent over to hug him, blocking the rain and the wind.
In the middle of the night, the rain stopped, but the wind was still very strong. Murong trembling all over, Zi An shivered coldly himself. Although the sky did not know the direction, Zi An knew that he could not continue to wait here to die.
Fortunately, Murong Jie regained some consciousness, and Zi An whispered in his ear: "Seven, I am not strong enough to hold you on horseback, I will support you, and then you push yourself up, okay?"
Murong Jie responded in a vague voice. When Zi An helped him to get up, he also exerted his strength and tried a few times, but failed to get on the horse's back. Instead, he caused him to fall several times and made his injury worse.
Murong Jie was awake a lot. He opened his eyes slightly and said weakly to Zi: "You go quickly. When the child is around, Qin Zhou will arrive here. You will hide. When Qin Zhou comes, find Qin Zhou ..."
"Let's go together, I won't leave you alone." Zi An said firmly.
"No, it's just a burden to take me with you, and go away." Murong Jie opened her hand.
Zi An's eyes were red, "I can walk away, but you are dead, do you think I can live?"
Murong Jie reluctantly stood still. Although he could not see her face clearly, he could hear the choked voice in her tone. He reached out and wiped her face, and said softly, "Obey, our children are the most important, Children can have no father, but they must have a mother. "
Zi An felt that the abdominal pain was unbearable now, and it was even more sad. "This child, I am afraid, may not be able to keep it. Seventh, we are a couple.
I used to watch TV series and saw such a bridge, I always felt very false.
However, when you really have a person you love deeply, and that person happens to love you this way, you will feel that in fact it is not false at all. On the contrary, you really think and do this.
When Murong Jie heard that the child might not be able to keep it, he felt uncomfortable for a while, thinking about the suffering that Zi An had suffered, thinking that the child might be folded into the hands of King Nanhuai. .
He said dumbly: "Okay, as you said, we are going to be born together and die, no, we will never die."
With such tenacity in his heart, he pulled Zian's wrist up and pulled her up.
The horse began to walk slowly. Because there was no rain and only a strong wind, the horse walked a lot more securely, at least it was not a rush.
As I walked, I saw a house in front of me, and a lantern was lit at the door.
"Look, there is someone in front of us, we used to spend the night!" Zi An pointed to the place where the light in front of him was utterly surprised.
Because the sky and sky were dark, it was impossible to tell where the light was in front, but the wind was getting stronger and stronger, and it seemed that there was another heavy rain coming. It was necessary to find a place to avoid the rain.
The two walked over and found that it was not a family, but a Dragon King Temple.
A blue stone brick exterior wall, a red and gold flying dragon on the left and right are attached to the scarlet door. There are two small stone lions at the door, not many, but they are particularly powerful, especially two eyes Under the light of the horse lantern, it seemed to glow red.
Zian slipped off the horse first, and then Murong Jun slowly came down. Both of them were injured, and they walked in.
The door was false, and Zi An opened it with a push.
"Anyone?" Zi An yelled, and answered her, only the sound of the wind.
"anyone there?"
The two went in and asked all the way, but did not see anyone.
The Dragon King Temple is small, with eight lanterns hanging on the wall, which shines in the temple.
There is a dragon king statue in the center of the main hall, but this dragon king statue is a bit strange. The general dragon king statues are all human portraits, but this dragon king statue is indeed a flying dragon.
Murong Jie looked at the statue of the dragon king, and always felt a sense of familiarity, as if he had seen the statue of the dragon king.
"No one is here, but there are so many tributes!" Zi An pointed to the table.
Murong Jie glanced at it, there were chicken, fruit, tea, and buns.
"I'm afraid, it's because of the storm, so the fishermen come to worship the dragon king and pray that the storm will retreat." Murong said. In the coastal areas along the river, anyway, people who eat by water all believe in the Dragon King and Mazu. Therefore, when the storm comes, offering tributes and offering sacrifices is justified.