At this critical moment, He Dingxi gritted his teeth and propped up his upper body. He put one hand around Ning Jue's waist and the other hand on the back of his head, involuntarily protecting Ning Jue's head on his shoulders. Immediately afterwards, He Dingxi used all his strength to lead Ning Jue to the side.

The mad Ma Kankan galloped past the two of them, and He Dingxi's throat let out a short grunt, and then he hugged Ning Jue tightly.

I thought that had escaped the disaster, but unexpectedly, the field changed suddenly. Before Ning Jue could catch her breath, the two of them were dragged by the horse and continued to run forward.

It turned out that the armor on the horse hooked He Dingxi's body.

The terrain on the Gobi Desert is changeable and the surface is rugged. Seeing that the horse and the two came to the edge of the dirt slope, there was a dark ditch not far away. If it goes on like this, either he will be caught under the horse's hoof again, or he will fall down the dirt slope with the horse and man.

He Dingxi shouted to Ning Jue, "Ning Jue, let go!"

Ning Jue turned a deaf ear, but pulled He Dingxi's clothes even harder.

"I'll call one, two, three..." Ning Jue choked a mouthful of sand in his throat, he coughed lightly, and continued, "Let's pull it out together."

"Are you ready, a..."

"two…"

"three!"

With the sound of cracking silk, the two entangled battle armors were completely broken. The horse continued to spread its hooves and ran into the darkness, but He Dingxi and Ning Jue rolled down the slope due to inertia.

He Dingxi couldn't care about anything else at the moment, so he could only keep Ning Jue in his arms. With quick eyes and quick hands, he grabbed the salt grass on the sand, and the speed of their tumbling slowed down, but they still couldn't stop falling.

Amidst the chaos of soldiers and horses, the two of them rolled down the slope together.

Chapter 12

After a while, Ning Jue recovered from the dizziness.

There was silence all around, and the noise in the distance seemed to be far away from them.

Ning Jue tried to move his body, but had to lie back to the same place. He Dingxi was silently pressing on him at the moment, making him unable to move.

Fortunately, both of them are military generals today, with full helmets and armor. In addition, He Dingxi guarded him firmly throughout the whole process, so Ning Jue was not injured except for a little soreness all over her body.

"He Dingxi, how are you?" Ning Jue asked in the roar of the cold wind.

"Don't move, let me lie down for a while." He Dingxi's low voice sounded in his ears, and there was still steam in his breath: "Dizzy."

When Ning Jue saw that He Dingxi was still able to speak, most of his dangling heart dropped. He relaxed his body and looked up at the starry sky, and casually teased He Dingxi: "It's okay to faint, but don't vomit on me."

He Dingxi laughed, tilted his head, and said, "I can't help it. If you really can't help it, please bear with me."

"Are you injured?" Ning Jue asked.

He Dingxi said, "It's fine."

No one spoke for the next period of time, only the sound of each other's heavy breathing in their ears. Ning Jue looked at the night sky and let her thoughts wander endlessly in the dark night.

In the complicated thoughts, Ning Jue's hand accidentally touched He Dingxi's back. He Dingxi's shoulders are flat, and he is a natural hanger. His back was tight and wide, and his majestic costume was torn into rags, and it felt slightly damp to the touch.

wet?

Ning Jue frowned and raised her hand in front of her. saw a bright red on his fingers, and the warm touch made it impossible to tell whether it was real blood or fake blood.

"Are you injured?" Ning Jue came back to his senses instantly, he raised his hand and grabbed He Dingxi's chin, making him look into his eyes.

He Dingxi had recovered from the initial dizziness, he tilted his head slightly, and broke away Ning Jue's hand without a trace.

"It's a little bit." He Dingxi rolled over and sat up, turned his head to look at his back, and said, "It's a little broken, so it won't get in the way."

Ning Jue also sat up, his eyes swept over He Dingxi, and after confirming that he was not injured, he looked away: "No one else can find us for a while. "

The temperature at night is too low to stay here and wait. Ning Jue stood up and looked up at the top of the slope. Although this slope is long, it is fortunate that the slope is relatively gentle, and it is not very difficult for the two boys to go up on foot.

Ning Jue turned around and said to He Dingxi, "Get up, I'll carry you up."

"Ancestor, you won't be able to carry it on your back." He Dingxi also stood up. He patted the sand all over his body, looked at Ning Jue and said, "Just help."

It was cool to roll down for a while, but it took a lot of effort to climb up again. The sand and gravel ground under their feet was extremely slippery, and the battle armors on both of them had become a burden at the moment, heavy and inconvenient.

He Dingxi was injured on his back and moved a little slowly. When he was halfway, he stepped on the air and almost rolled down the dirt slope again, but fortunately he was caught by Ning Jue.

"I told you not to be brave." Ning Jue grabbed He Dingxi's hand and continued to walk forward without looking back: "Hurry up."

Ning Jue's hand has distinct joints, and there are thin calluses on his palm. His fingers are cold, but his palms are warm. In this cold and freezing night, people can't help but feel the desire to entangle their fingers.

He Dingxi's fingers shrank, he was startled by his own thoughts, he subconsciously wanted to pull out his hand, but Ning Jue grabbed it even tighter.

"Be honest." Ning Jue turned her face to the side and glanced at him, "I won't go down to catch you if you fall again."

Am I fascinated by ghosts, He Dingxi thought to himself. In order to divert all the absurd thoughts in his mind, he asked casually, "What happened to your hand?"

He Dingxi was referring to the thin callus on Ning Jue's palm.

"I practiced driving when I was young." Ning Jue laughed and said, "At that time, I wanted to be a professional driver."

"It's a good ambition." Turning his attention away from the clasped hands of the two, He Dingxi began to become more comfortable again. He remembered the last time he participated in a variety show when Ning Jue and Tao Lin had a dispute over driving, and asked curiously, "Why don't you drive and enter the entertainment industry?"