I Was Once a Legend

Cui Zuojing dragged Dong Zheng ashore step by step.

The teenager's hair and clothes kept dripping, and his dark hair was sticking to the temples.

After releasing his hand, Dong Zheng fell back on the beach motionlessly. Cui Zuojing used a Tang knife to pick up the thread sewn on the bow of the "sewn bear". The soaked bear finally got free and dizzy. Sitting down on the ground.

"Can you come?" Cui Zuojing pointed to Dong Zheng, who was drowning.

The bear in his heart tilted his head and blinked his little black eyes, indicating inability.

"Then let me come." Cui Zuojing muttered to himself, he pulled open the collar of Dong Zheng's jacket, pinched Dong Zheng's chin, put his finger into his mouth and pulled the tongue out, then pulled Dong Zheng up Start, so that his shoulders can just touch his abdomen.

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Cui Zuojing took a deep breath, held Dong Zheng's legs against him on his shoulders, and got up hard.

The teenager stumbled for two steps and finally stabilized his figure.

Good weight.

Under the watchful eyes of the bear, Cui Zuojing carried Dong Zheng on a fast trot, and with his pace, Dong Zheng's body was twisted on his shoulders, his abdomen just pressed against his shoulders, and the water inside was squeezed out.

Dong Zheng's tongue was sticking out, and there was water flowing in his mouth. Cui Zuojing turned his head and almost didn't laugh on the spot.

After running for two laps, Cui Zuojing felt almost the same. He put Dong Zheng back on his back and lay down. He tried the man's breathing, and he still barely felt it.

Drowning and exhaustion of physical strength are indeed difficult.

Cui Zuojing knelt beside him, raised Dong Zheng's head to ensure that the trachea was smooth, pinched his mouth, and bent down.

Dong Zheng's lips were very cool, and his nose rubbed Cui Zuojing's side face. As the teenager blown up again and again, he seemed to be rubbing the small piece of skin repeatedly.

After a few seconds, Cui Zuojing raised his head and began to press Dong Zheng's chest vigorously. After half a minute, he leaned over again.

After five minutes, the man with his eyes closed coughed violently, a large stream of water sprayed from his nasal cavity, then his brow furrowed and he began to cough violently.

Cui Zuojing was sprayed on his face, he didn't care to wipe it off, and he quickly supported Dong Zheng to lean his upper body against his arms, so as to prevent the water from being discharged from choking him.

After waiting for a while, Dong Zheng finally slowly opened his eyes.

As soon as he looked up, he saw the teenager's profile and froze.

Cui Zuojing sighed wholeheartedly, and finally let Dong Zheng down, he picked up a piece of dry branch and poked the man's face with it, saying, "Look at you, I will go back for a little while, just If this is the case, what would you do without me?"

Without waiting for Dong Zheng to speak, he threw the branch and said, "I don't blame you either. The developers of the brain domain generally have limited physical fitness. If Fu Zheyou had just said, I wouldn't be angry now. But with the permission of the body It’s stronger within the scope, can it always be done?"

Dong Zheng opened his mouth, his voice was hoarse after the water choked, and even he felt terrible: "I know, I will increase my training intensity when I go back."

Cui Zuojing was satisfied.

Dong Zheng slowed down for a few minutes and felt a lot better. He sat up on the floor, frowning slightly, and asked, "How did you save me just now?"

"Artificial resuscitation cardiopulmonary resuscitation." Cui Zuojing took it for granted, "Why? Do you mind?"

"No." Dong Zheng denied, he turned his head to look at the huge sunset floating on the sea level in the distance, and pursed his lower lip where Cui Zuojing could not see.

The once-luxury Gabriel II was almost completely sunk, leaving only a fiery red that was burning. The sea over there was surging waves. Rao was separated by several kilometers, and the giant squid was still waving from a distance. tentacle.

Somebody's body was washed ashore.

[Main task: live/kill the demons]

At the same moment, the task interface of the box finally appeared to everyone again.

"Magic?" Dong Zheng repeated in a low voice. He told the task to Cui Zuojing. The teenager asked, "Is the box I found before still there?"

Dong Zheng: "I brought too much stuff, so Alan took it."

The two were soaked, and the sunlight at dusk sprinkled on the sea, the beach, and the dense virgin forest behind them, glazing everything with gold.

They took off their clothes and wrung them and put them on again, saving them from catching a cold and increasing unnecessary losses.

After doing all this, Cui Zuojing and Dong Zheng set off along the shore to look for other people's tracks.

Wangque struggled to get up.

Lin Hangzhi has eased a little, but Dong Linhai is still in a coma, his wounds have been bleeding, and the beach under him has been stained red.

It was at high tide that the sea water gradually flooded Dong Linhai's ankle.

Wangque and Lin Hangzhi dragged Dong Linhai to the place where the land was completely dry. Wangque's hair was wet and dripping with water. She sat on her knees, hugged her knees with both hands, and curled herself into a ball.

She is cold.

Lin Hangzhi was naked and pulled out a waterproof bag from his trouser pocket to Wangque, which contained two flintstones: "I'll find some firewood."

Five or six minutes later, Lin Hangzhi returned with a handful of branches, he used dead leaves to lay underneath, and the two of them worked together to light a campfire.

A small flame was jumping, exuding light and heat. Wangque stretched out his hands to warm his palms, and then pressed it against Dong Linhai's chest, trying to keep the temperature of the young boy who was losing blood constantly.

After checking Dong Linhai’s wounds, Lin Hangzhi loosened the clothes on his loose arms to prevent the extremity from squeezing the extremities: "The bear with the heart is in Dong Zheng, Victor is following Alan, we have to find them quickly. It will do."

After thinking about it, Wangque picked up some dead leaves, wet them with sea water, and covered it on the campfire.

The thin smoke quickly came out and drifted diagonally towards the sky.

"Let others come to us," Wangque said softly.

Allen was the smoothest one to go ashore in the team. He bore his head sullenly. He did not meet the shark or the little squid and landed quickly.

After going ashore, he still has a lot of energy. After dealing with his wet dad, Alan looked up and saw a white sway in the sky.

He ran a few steps in the direction and reached out, catching Victor who fell straight.

"How does it feel to fly in the sky?"

"Very good." Victor was tired enough to choke, he was still not able to master the strength of the body's servant, but now it seems that it is much better than when he was unsealed.

At least he was conscious.

Alan held Victor and made sure that the box Dong Zheng had given him was still on his body, and went looking for other people's tracks.

Wangque didn't know when she fell asleep.

The voice of the low-pitched conversation around her was faint and unclear. She could not hear the content and had to let herself fall into a faint ocean.

"Look, she painted so well. She will definitely be admitted to Yangmei in the future."

"I haven't seen a talented student like you in a long time."

"Wangque, you have a good picture, did you think about this light and shadow?"

"..."

The crowd was bustling, noisy, all turned away from her, looking at the paintings on the wall. She was holding a paintbrush and a small bucket. Behind everyone, she listened to endless praises and fell into a dazed panic.

The girl with the rabbit hood came to her, held her arms intimately, and seemed to be laughing:

"Wainch, how did the perspective of your painting work, teach me."

Wangque turned to look at her, and the rabbit hood smiled at her, her eyes red as if to bleed.

The bucket in his hand started to shake gently, and a drop of water popped out and splashed on the back of Wangque's hand. She looked down in surprise. The translucent bug was slowly crawling out of the bucket. The bug had the size of a finger, similar to the feel of a mollusk. In the breathing hole on its back, several delicate tentacles were bundled. Waving gently.

She screamed in horror and threw away the bucket.

The insects and the water spilled together.

Everyone turned to see her, countless eyes, blamed, disappointed, puzzled.

Wangque was helpless, she clutched the paintbrush tightly, as if only it could give her strength.

"--go to hell!"

The winch froze sharply and woke up.

"There should be a lot to do with religious legends--" Cui Zuojing said that half of her words were interrupted by her movements and watched with Dong Zheng.

"Woke up?"

I don't know when it was dark. She was lying on the ground, covered with Cui Zuojing's coat. The boys were sitting around the campfire. All of them took off their upper body and baked their clothes.

Everyone is there.

Lin Hangzhi reached out and touched her forehead and said, "Fortunately, I have no fever."

"……What's wrong with me?"

"Overworked, soaking in the sea water, blowing cold wind again, passed out." Lin Hang said, "Fortunately, Allen arrived in time with his uncle, it's no big deal."

Dong Linhai's injured arm is still intact, and the bear with his heart lying on the leg of the boy dries his body. He is baking the hare intently.

He heard Wangque waking up, he turned around immediately, his eyes lit up, and said with a smile: "After working hard, I can bake it later and eat something to add strength."

"Is it cold?" Dong Zheng asked her.

Wangque nodded, and her clothes were still wet. Lin Hangzhi said when she was in a coma, it’s best to change the wet clothes, because all the men sitting there are men, and no one can help her.

"Wear me first." Dong Zheng's coat was almost baked. He gave Wangque the clothes, and everyone immediately turned around and continued the conversation, just leaving room for her to change clothes.

Wangque took Dong Zheng's clothes, and couldn't help being moved.

She sniffed her nose, took off her soaked top at the fastest speed, and put it on Dong Zheng's.

The underwear is also completely wet, she can only squeeze all the water out of the sponge pad, barely so uncomfortable.

Wangque sat down and roasted the fire with everyone. Allen took the wet clothes that Wangque changed and put it on a shelf tied with wooden sticks to roast dry.

The men were comfortable with their shirtless, and inevitably compared with each other. Dong Linhai, who has been practicing sports, is naturally very good, and Allen who has abdominal muscles is hot.

Allen rolled his trouser legs to his knees, revealing two hairy legs. Dong Linhai tweeted while touching his leg hair: "You are a primeval forest!"

Allen: "White people have more hair, what can I do?"

Cui Zuojing went to pinch the soft and slumped swimming ring on Lin Hang's stomach. Dr. Lin looked irresistible, struggling: "I'm much better now, are you coming out of the abs... come to the white world I used to have two layers of swimming circles."

"Come on, brother." Cui Zuojing took a backhand shot on Dong Zheng's stomach. Although Dong Zheng was not as obvious as he was near the sea, he had some prototypes of abdominal muscles.

The teenager smiled and said, "I am not demanding of you, and strive to be as captain as possible."

Dong Zheng was silent.

...

Finally, he couldn't help but to move Cui Zuojing to take the opportunity to touch his itchy hands away.