Female Protagonist and Second Male Lead HE

There was a barren grey and white all around, and the figure was dark black all over, as if it didn't penetrate the light.

Tang Li was taken aback, but didn't even want to run over there. The ruins of bones under her feet made a clattering sound and collapsed for a small amount. She slid down the hill and came to the person.

Several scavengers stopped nearby, trying to peck fresh meat, Tang Li waved their hands to drive them away. Before she could see exactly what this person looked like, she first smelled a strong smell of blood. There were many wounds on this body, the blood covered her body, and the bones under her body were stained red, even on her hands. Flesh and blood, all dried up blood.

Just like this, he still held a long knife in his scarred hand. The blade is narrow and straight, with a long black handle, and is also immersed in blood.

Because it looked too tragic, Tang Li subconsciously held her breath, stretched out her hand, and carefully turned the person over. He was lying on the ground, his black hair covered his face in disarray, Tang Li turned him over, trying to test whether he was breathing.

The black hair slipped, revealing the young man's beautiful face, long eyebrows and nose, extra long eyelashes, closed eyes and pale and tight lips made him look sharp and fragile. His hair is very black, the skin on his face is white, and his black and white are even more clear.

Almost in an instant, Tang Li was sure that this was Sundanu, the male **** she loved when she was a girl. Now that she has grown up and matured, the male **** who appeared in front of her alive is still the image she first saw in the book.

Tang Li carefully tested his breath and listened to his heartbeat, and found that although he was extremely injured, but still alive, she temporarily relieved her heart and gave him a cold sweat.

She is not a doctor, and she doesn’t know how to treat the illness. Although the heroine in the original book didn’t seem to do anything, she only fed some water and hugged him to warm her body at night. Sundanu survived on her own, but that’s all right. ?

Tang Li finally decided to believe in the tenacious vitality of the little male god-yes, he was a male **** back then, now he is a little male god, after all, he looks a few years younger than her actual age.

Xunnu never woke up. Seeing that the night was deep and the surroundings started to get cold, Tang Li was busy picking up some burnable rags and pieces of wood and setting up a fire.

He took out the fire fold from his waist and finally lit the fire, but the wind was so strong that the flames kept jumping. She looked at Sundanu who was still in a coma with no response, got up and started looking for it again.

Tang Li was lucky to find a large piece of unrotted cloth, which looked like a thick tent cloth. She tore it out of the pile of bones. She used a small dagger pulled out of her sleeve to cut the cloth to a more regular size and rolled it up. One roll and one package. In addition, she also packed up some useful things, half-dragging and half-holding, returned to the fire, selected a good location, and made a simple shed that can block the wind. Although there is still some air leakage, it is better than before. It's so much better.

The fire was gradually rising. Tang Li touched Sundanu’s hand and found that his hand was cold, so she moved the fire closer, carefully raised his head and upper body, and moved it into her arms. , And finally covered the two with outer shirts.

It feels weird to hold a stranger, but when you think about it as a person who loved and cherished when she was a girl, that uncomfortableness turned into an indescribable excitement and dreamlike subtlety.

After doing all this, Tang Li slowly breathed a sigh of relief, only to feel her back pain.

Because she had to take care of others, she couldn't even care about the fear of this piece of bone at first. She has the attributes of a caring mother and likes to take care of others, so she has relied on her many friends since she was a child. When she was a college student, she became the dormitory manager. After the first semester, everyone except her had gained more than ten kilograms of fat. Everyone called her a pig-raising expert, or just jokingly called her mom. .

In order to better take care of a group of lazy people, she is used to carrying a lot of small things on her body, which can be called a walking treasure bag. This habit has been maintained until now, so now she has not only a fire-folding dagger, but even a dozen bags in her purse. The spices in the kitchen, a few lumps of sugar, silk paws, hair bands, combs, and broken silver in the sleeves.

We are fully prepared at all times.

When the morning came, Tang Li woke up. That night she only squinted for a while before dawn. She was still half awake. In the dream, it was probably her mother who was urging her to marry. In the future, she could not hear her mother scolding her with anger. Up.

After losing his mind for a while, Tang Li looked down at Sundanu. He was not awake and still closed his eyes, but his body was warmer than yesterday.

The fire has been extinguished, and the fire that has been roasting all night, the throat is dry, and seeing the dry skin on Sundanu’s lips, Tang Li has taken out the veil as expected, picked up the lid of the dessert that was upside down, and dipped the top. The dew moisturized his lips.

Unfortunately, no water was seen around.

As soon as she retracted her veil, Tang Li suddenly met her dark eyes. Xunnu opened his eyes at some point and was looking at her quietly.

His eyes are as black as his hair, and because they are too pure, they look extremely clean. The eyes looking at her are calmer, without doubts and murderousness, which does not fit his identity as the number one killer.

But Tang Li knows that Sundanu is a pure person in the original book. When he was a child, he was abandoned by relatives due to family poverty and famine. His master picked him up, taught him to kill, and gave him food. Even if he became the number one killer in the world, even if the master died, he still stayed. Organization. The only thing in his life is murder. Until he met the heroine, he realized that the weapon in his hand could protect people in addition to killing.

At this moment of distraction, Tang Li found that Sundanu's eyes were closed again, and fell asleep again without a word.

Tang Li looked at Sundanu who was in a coma in her arms and patted her chest. She finally understood why some friends who would follow stars would call their idols "sons", "brothers", and occasionally. Called "Dad", he was obviously alone.

When Sundanu didn’t open his eyes, Tang Li thought this was really a pitiful little cutie. She wanted to take care of him like a child, but the moment he woke up and looked at her, Tang Li found that she wanted to call him. Dad, the aura is so strong without making a sound!

As soon as the killer father closed his eyes, he turned into a cutie again. Tang Li moved his head from her lap to make him lie down comfortably, then got up and held the snack box to find the water source. However, after looking around, she didn't find the water source, but dark clouds gathered in the sky, as if it were going to rain.

Tang Li hurried back, took down the simple windshield she hadtily built yesterday, and rebuilt it to keep out the rain, and found a few helmet-shaped objects in a row to catch rainwater. Originally, if she didn't find these, she was going to use her skull to get water. If she really used her skull to get water, she felt that she might not be able to drink it.

In addition, she also collected a lot of flammable rags, dead wood and broken flagpoles. Throughout the day, the tang pears that were collecting habit were busy like a hard-working little bee. During this period, she did not notice that Xunnu woke up several times. , Lying there looking at her.

In the thunder and lightning, the rain fell suddenly. Tang Li held the two newly found helmets in her arms, ran back to the shed that could hide from the rain, squatted there and washed her hands clean, patted the dust on her body, and sat down where she was yesterday. She raised Sundanu's head and rested it on her lap.

The rain dripped, slid down the edge of the shed, and fell into the helmets. Tang Li waited for a while, and when there was some water in the lid of the dessert box, she brought it over and took two sips, which finally relieved her thirst.

She also wanted to feed Sundanu some water, but it was inconvenient for her to wake up. Thinking of a way, Sundanu woke up.

"Are you awake, do you want to drink water?" Tang Li smiled.

Sundanu didn't refuse, so he drank water with her hand and turned to look at her again.

Tang Li was moved to see that he could drink water. Seeing that he looked at himself, she introduced herself: "My name is Tang Li. I am the one who came here by mistake. How about you?"

Sundanu opened his mouth and said two words, "Sundanu."

His voice is special, with a hoarse tone. Tang Li remembers that it seems that his throat was injured when he was young, but he was not completely cured after treatment, which caused his voice to be lower and hoarse than ordinary people, and he did not like to talk in the original book.

Suddenly hearing this sound, Tang Li only felt as if someone had touched the tail vertebra from the back of her neck all the way, and she felt like a numb from the sky.

Why is the voice of the first love boy so special and so nice? Tang Li wanted to hear him say a few more words, so she couldn't help but look for a topic and asked, "Which two words are they?"

Xunnu answered her in that hoarse voice, "The Xun of the Xun in the gossip, the female is a slave."

Tang Li was almost drunk when she heard it, her eyes sparkling, "Then Sundanu, are you hungry, do you want to eat? I still have some snacks here."

Sundanu was in a bad spirit, and closed his eyes to rest after a while. When he fell asleep, he was very quiet and his breath was calm. Tang Li looked at him with his head supported. After a while, he couldn't restrain his dozing in the sound of the rain, and his head fell asleep at all.

Xunnu woke up in her arms, she was still asleep, and the hair on her cheeks was hanging on the sideburns of Xunnu. Xunnu didn't know the identity of this woman, but he didn't feel that she was malicious, so he didn't react much to her approach.

The physical injury was too serious. He raised his right hand laboriously and saw that the blood on it had been wiped clean. He also wrapped it up with a kerchief. His long knife was on his hand and he could touch it with a finger.

He moved his fingers first, touched the blade, then hesitated, slowly raised his hand to touch the cheek of the woman who was holding him, and put it down after a light touch.

Feeling the temperature touched by his fingertips, he couldn't help but think that this is a real person.

About a few days ago, Sundanu thought he would die here, and like many corpses here, he would eventually become nameless bones. He never thought that someone would save himself, because he had no relatives or friends, so no one would come to save him. There is nothing wrong with this. He has killed many people. Since the master taught him to kill the first person, he knew that one day he would be killed in this way.

Master has said that people like them will not end well, perhaps not even a grave.

He could feel his body getting colder, smelling the smell of death. However, suddenly, that smell was replaced by another smell, which was a clean and soft fragrance on a person's body. It was very close to him and wrapped him up, and his body slowly became warm. When he woke up again, he saw the early morning sun, and also saw a woman in the sun that was vague, trance like a dream, disappearing into the darkness in the blink of an eye.

Sundan wanted to see what this person was like. He woke up several times and saw a figure busy around him. Although he still didn't see her clearly, this person was there every time he opened his eyes.

When she asked his name, she smiled very softly, and the look made Sundanu think of soft and sweet flowers that were completely different from him.

He suddenly remembered that he had been ordered to kill a person two years ago, and that there was a yuexia white pear in that person's courtyard that opened beautifully. They fought a number of tricks in the courtyard, and in the end he cut off the head of the man with a single knife. Just under the white pear flower, the blood splashed on the tree and stained a pear flower red. He looked at the pear blossom at the time, and suddenly felt a sense of guilt in his heart.

He has never felt guilty about the life he died in his hands, but at that moment he felt that he shouldn't splash blood on such a clean and white flower.