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"This stone statue looks like a warrior figurine from the Tang Dynasty, but you can't tell what it is in the pink mist.

Inhaling it into the body can actually stimulate the flow of blood in the body."

Just when I was puzzled, Yinniang's weak voice suddenly came to my ears.

I turned around and found that Yinniang was staring at me, but her face was pale, and there was still blood flowing out of her chest, and she looked miserable.

I quickly stepped forward, bent down and helped Yinniang up, and asked worriedly: "Are you okay?

When did you wake up?"

Yinniang nodded and said, "You're still alive.

In fact, when you fell, I hit the ground and woke up."

I was shocked that she had already woken up when she fell.

So she knew that I secretly kissed her later.

She was a little embarrassed and asked hesitantly: "Since you woke up so early, what happened just now?"

Don’t open your eyes”.

Yinniang's pale face also turned slightly red, she lowered her head shyly, and then pretended to be calm and said: "I just wanted to know if you would leave me and run away, but I didn't expect to underestimate you.

You are quite affectionate.

Chongyi, I didn’t save you in vain, but I didn’t expect that you would be so cowardly that you dared to kiss me secretly when I wasn’t prepared.”

After saying this, Yinniang woke up suddenly, as if she had said the wrong thing, her ears were red and she lowered her head, and the atmosphere was a bit awkward.

I quickly coughed and changed the subject: "What's wrong with your wound?

It seems like the blood can't coagulate."

Yinniang took advantage of the situation and said: "It was caused by a sneak attack by a mandrill.

The claws of this mandrill contain strong poison, which makes the blood unable to coagulate.

After a while, you can find some water and herbs and use the water to wash away the poison left in my wound." , and it will be fine if you add the herbal medicine, but now it is mainly due to weakness caused by excessive bleeding. " "But this pink mist is a bit weird.

It seems to speed up the blood flow.

You have to find some water and herbs quickly, otherwise I may really die of excessive bleeding.

As for this kind of herb, it is not difficult to find it deep in the mountains.

The leaves are oval-shaped, with six leaves connected together."

Yinniang was so weak that she couldn't even move her arms, and her speech was weak, as if she would die at any time.

I looked at her white and cracked lips, and knew that I couldn't delay any longer, so I picked up Yinniang and held her in my arms.

She walked behind her.

Yinniang wanted to resist, but she lost too much blood and couldn't muster any strength at all.

She couldn't even move her arms.

She could only blame and said: "Why are you holding it?

Isn't it faster to find water and herbs by yourself?

Isn't this difficult?"

It's time, if you still want to take advantage of me, put me down quickly."

"Stop talking, you are very weak now.

How can I leave you here alone in this barren mountain?

What if the pink mist dissipates again?"

I responded domineeringly, with no intention of letting Yin Niang go.

As if she didn't expect that my attitude would be so strong, Yinniang lay in my arms, looked at me in surprise, and then stopped talking.

Fortunately, there is no shortage of water sources in the valley.

After walking less than ten meters, before walking out of the red mist, I found a palm-sized pit not far behind the stone statue.

In the pit, spring water trickled.

It emerged, crystal clear.

What’s even more coincidental is that next to the spring, there is a half-meter-high plant.

On the branches of the plant, the leaves are oval-shaped, and six leaves are connected together.

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I gently placed Yinniang on the ground, then held up a cup of spring water with my hand and brought it to Yinniang's wound.

When I was about to clean her wound, I was embarrassed to find that the location of her injury was a little subtle, on the left side of her chest.

It seems a little inconvenient.

I was a little at a loss and said: "How about you clean it yourself?

I'll turn around now."

Yinniang nodded awkwardly and wanted to reach out to the spring, but due to excessive blood loss and weakness, she could not move her entire arm except for moving her fingertips twice.

After several failed attempts, a blush appeared on her pale face: "I can't even lift my arms, how can I clean them?"

I coughed dryly and couldn't believe it.

Yinniang's performance today was as if she was a completely different person compared to her cold and frosty appearance before.

But since Yin Niang said it so cryptically, I, a grown man, have nothing to be embarrassed about.

Out of shyness, I remained silent for a moment before speaking: "Then I will close my eyes and help you clean it."

Yinniang didn't reply, but looked straight at me.

When my hair went numb, she nodded slightly, closed her eyes, and said softly: "You know this and I know, no.

Mention it to anyone or I will chop off your hands."

This is how Yinniang should behave.

I shuddered and nodded.

It was an emergency, so I didn’t hesitate.

I stretched out my hands nervously and took away Yinniang’s right hand that was on the wound to stop the bleeding.

Then he gently pulled off her top.

The moment I took off my shirt, the whole space seemed to be still.

I could only hear the faint breathing of Yinniang and I, and the atmosphere became a little ambiguous unconsciously.

To be honest, I never thought that one day I would be so close to a woman, and she would also be Yinniang.

Even if I closed my eyes, I could still think of her hot figure in my mind, and I felt a little distracted for a moment.

I closed my eyes, closed my hands, picked up a cup of spring water, and sprinkled it on Yinniang's wound.

Then I stretched out my right hand and tremblingly poked at the soft spot, carefully scrubbing the wound.

Although I couldn't see clearly, You can feel the really soft, smooth and delicate skin running on your fingertips, like a drug, you can't let it go.

In the awkward and ambiguous atmosphere, the two people's feelings became more and more serious.

After a while, I felt that the blood from the wound had been cleaned, and I breathed a sigh of relief and said, "The wound is clean.

I can just pick off the leaves and stick them on your wound."

Yinniang's voice was so soft that it was almost inaudible: "Of course it won't work if you stick it directly.

The juice in the leaves can suppress the wound and prevent inflammation."

"Uh-huh" I understood what Yinniang meant, nodded, picked off a few leaves, put them in my mouth, chewed them, then put the residue into the wound, then pulled up her top, covered the wound, and then slowly opened her eyes.

Unexpectedly, what came into view was Yinniang's blushing face.

The two looked at each other, and the atmosphere suddenly became a little subtle.

It seemed that they had been struggling for a long time.

Yinniang was shy and said in an almost inaudible voice.

He said: "You are the first man to be so close to me."

My heart trembled, and I wanted to hold her in my arms for no reason, but I tried hard to suppress this impulse, looked at her seriously and said: "You are also the first woman I have been so close to.

Don't worry, I will treat her very well."

You are responsible for me proposing marriage to your master after we leave the valley."

A smile appeared on Yinniang's pale face, and then she shook her head: "That's not what I meant.

I just wanted to say that I still have things to accomplish and I don't want to die yet, so I just acted out of desperation.

I don't blame you. , and I don’t ask you to take responsibility, but from this moment on, you must keep this matter in your heart, there is no way we will have a result, I don’t want to hurt you.

Healing is healing, reality is reality."

"Why" As expected, a woman's heart is like a needle in the sea.

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The change in her face is more capricious than the weather in Daxinganling.

It is impossible to tell what she is thinking about writing.

I only know that the moment she rejected me, I suddenly felt that the whole world was gray.

When I fell down, I felt as if someone had stabbed me in the heart, feeling extremely lost: