I stared at Li Xiaodao: "Don't you have that formation, where are you going, can't we just swipe over there?"

Li Xiaoran didn't say a word, and still looked at me seriously.

Compared with the current Li Ruan, I think the Li Ruan who urged the rent before is not very annoying anymore.

I gritted my teeth, but only stood up resignedly. But it was okay to walk all the time before. Now I have a rest, and when I stand up again, my legs have no strength at all. I stood on a slope that was a little higher than Li Xiaoran, and when my legs softened, I jumped directly at him.

Li Ran's brows wrinkled, a golden light flashed on his hand, and the next moment I was picked up by his rope.

His ropes tied my wrists and made me hang in mid-air, swaying from side to side like a rag.

"If you can't walk, hang it."

As he said that, when he turned around, he actually wanted to hang me like this! Is it a ticket?

"But it hurts like this..." I protested, and Li Xiaoran turned a blind eye, "It really hurts." All the weight of my body was hung on one wrist. After a while, my hand became black and blue because of the blocked blood vessels. "Wait a minute, I'll go down by myself, hello!"

Li's indifference aroused my anger when my wrist was extremely uncomfortable. I was in a hurry, and the other hand that was not tied up grabbed forward, and caught Li's long blond hair that was blown by the wind.

I struggled to pull back and said angrily, "Put me down!"

I was dragged Li Xiaoran's head back. I don't know if he hurts or not, but I think he should be... unhappy.

He turned his head and stared at me, without the glasses separating his eyes, the murderous blade poked at me so directly.

"I...I'm going to hurt too!" The pain in my wrist stimulated all the courage in my body to reason with him, "I'll walk well..."

"You." He spit out a word, and I waited quietly for the next sentence, but after Li Xiaoran said this word, he suddenly fell silent. After a while, the golden rope on my wrist loosened, and I fell from the air and fell. Sit on the ground.

I rubbed my butt, and before I had time to stand up, Li Xiaoran suddenly knelt on the ground in front of him, covering his waist and abdomen, his face was as white as frost.

I didn't have time to pay attention to my swollen wrist. I didn't even stand up. I almost walked on my knees and walked two steps to Li Xiaoran's body: "What's wrong with you? It's poisonous again? Are you looking for someone? I'll help you. You go find it."

I held his arm, hoping to lend him a little strength.

Li Qiong looked down at my hand, then looked up at me again.

He was too close to me, and the moonlight was too bright, making his pupils so clear and transparent, and those eyes were like a mirror, reflecting my anxiety, anxiety, and worry clearly.

"What can you do for me?" His voice was extremely hoarse as he uttered the words.

"I don't know what I can do to help you." I calmed myself down, but there was a little bit of anger under my composure, "But maybe I can do it if you say it! If you have the strength to fight me, you might as well come to me with ease. Help!"

Hearing the word "please help", he sneered, how naturally disdain and ridicule, "Save yourself, prey."

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly lost his strength and fell to the side. I quickly stretched out my hands, crossed his armpits, held his body, pulled him into my arms, and tried my best to keep him from letting him go. fell to the ground.

"You still want me to save myself?" I hugged Li Daodao and looked left and right. In this barren mountain, there is not even a place to block the wind. It's really not as good as the cave I stayed in yesterday!

I was anxiously looking for a place to put Li Xiaoran. I originally wanted to drag him under a big tree. Anyway, there was a place to rely on. When I finally dragged him to the side of the tree, all of a sudden the willows were dark and flowers were bright, and I found that there was actually a tree under the hill in front of me. The dilapidated log cabin, with the sound of the gurgling stream behind the log cabin, although I don't know how long it has been abandoned, it is better to have a sheltered place than the sky.

I dragged Li Xiaoran, dragged and carried him again, and finally dumped him, who was completely unconscious, into the cabin.

The roof of the chalet is dilapidated, but it has everything you need, a table, chairs, a bed, and hay. I suddenly have a sense of joy that the accommodation has been upgraded.

The moonlight outside shines in through the shelf, and it can be regarded as a lamp.

I stuffed Li Qiong on the bed, picked up the tattered mattresses that were stacked beside me and looked at them. A musty stench came out of my nostrils, which made me cough. The insects in the mattress shivered all of a sudden, and they all swarmed away. When I came out, some even crawled on my hands, so I hurriedly lifted the mattress and threw it away.

The only thing I did was tore off the cloth strip on it, and take it to the stream to wash and shake by the moonlight. It seemed to be quite strong. I took the cloth strip back to the wooden house and wiped the sweat from Li Qiong's face.

His breathing was more rapid than yesterday. Looking at him like this, it turned out to be more serious than yesterday. I counted the time. Yesterday, Li Yanran seemed to be in a coma at this point.

I was thinking about these things in my heart, and my hands didn't stop. I helped Li Xiaoran to untie his shirt, because he seemed to be breathing hard. As soon as the shirt was unbuttoned, I found that his whole body was soaked with sweat.

He definitely couldn't let his clothes get wet like this in just a short while, and I don't know how long he endured it. I wiped the sweat off his chest for him, and when I was wiping down, I suddenly saw a black-green bruise on his left waist and abdomen.

I studied the width and position of the bruise for a while, then looked at my arm again, I stretched it out to make a gesture, and I found out that his bruise was the result of my arm hugging him when I slept with him yesterday. The place.

Am I... the arm is so heavy that it pushes him out of such bruises? Or is there some other reason?

I couldn't figure it out, but I suddenly understood why he didn't draw an array to go. I think it was because of his physical condition that he couldn't draw an array to go.