Tang Yin’s Adventure in Another World

Chapter 213

"So it is!" Tang Yin muttered.

No wonder Qing Yuken talked to himself. It turned out that his condition was not much better than himself. He even had such a high fever. You can see that he actually helped him to pick up firewood and roast fire. He was actually sick. Can't move.

"What ... so it is ..." Qing Yu, asleep beside Tang Yin, did not know when she woke up, and asked with a husky voice and a weak voice.

Woke up? Tang Yin smirked and sneered: "I mean you're not too sick, you may be dying."

Qing Yu's mouth slightly picked, and said intermittently: "His Royal Highness is not much better than me ..."

"Oh? Why do you say that?"

"Since Your Highness knows that I am not ill, if my Highness can still move, how can I save my life?" The high fever has made Qing Yu's mind unclear, but he can still judge Tang Yin's condition through Tang Yin's actions. "You and me are just 50 steps and a hundred steps."

"Perhaps it was my king who kept his promise. Since he promised not to kill you, my king ..."

"In this case, it's okay to lie to the ghost. You want to lie to me. Does His Highness overestimate myself or underestimate me?"

"..." Tang Yin was silent. With Qing Yu's ingenuity, it was really difficult to lie to him. After a short while, Tang Yin simply told the truth, "The wound on my body has cracked, I have lost too much blood, and I can't move if I want to move ..."

Qing Yu was startled, slowly raised her head, and looked at Tang Yin around her. Sure enough, the blood that had already solidified into a mass under her body was a big stand.

It is impossible to imagine how he can live to this day. Feeling the changes of the people around him, Tang Yin continued: "But you don't have to worry, the blood has stopped. As long as I can rest for a few days, I can return to normal."

"This is exactly what I worry about the most." Qing Yu's face changed slightly, and she sighed softly.

"You're honest." Tang Yin said.

"If I said that His Royal Highness Zhu Feng would recover soon, would His Royal Highness believe this?" Qing Yu asked.

"Oh ..." Tang Yinle turned, and then Feng Feng asked, "How about you? How is your condition?"

Qing Yu gasped. The breath he exhaled sprayed on Tang Yin's face, making the latter feel hot and hot.

He coughed a few times, and said weakly, "I have been sick since childhood, my body has been very poor, I can't stand the cold, I'm coughing, I fell into the cold this time, I think ... I'm afraid my life will soon die, Keke ... "

Tang Yin was anxious to stab Qing Yu with a stab, but now listening to him say that, she felt a bit of pity. Qing Yu said that he was in poor health. He was 100% convinced that a big man was as thin as a firewood. He was weak and not as good as ordinary nvs. He wondered how his family took the medicine of this era. He feeds such a big man, and how he himself dragged the sick body to learn how to control the war.

Seeing his face showing contemplation, Qing Yu's pale lips opened slightly, and he said quietly: "My youth, five generations of single pass, hereditary and wealthy, although Qing Yu is weak, but will never lose home mén, even if it is better than ordinary people. Hundreds of times of hard work must also rejuvenate the family and prevent the Qing family from passing to Qing Yu's hands and sinking ... "

Ambitious! Tang Yin nodded secretly, but unfortunately, Qing Yu was Mo, not born in Fengguo. He was sè said: "Qing Yu, since I led the army to fight, although there are often defeated battles, but he has never lost defeats in the hands of one person, and was beaten so that he can't stand up. If you are my enemy, I must not leave you, but if you and me are brothers, then it is another matter. "

Qing Yu was so smart that when he heard this, he understood what Tang Yin meant. He smiled slightly and asked, "Her Royal Highness the Wind King, is he trying to win me over to the country?"

"Good birds choose wood for habitation. You are a wise man. I don't need to talk about extra nonsense. I just declare that if you come to our country, your official position and title will never be lower than in Mozambique."

Tang Yin spoke sincerely, and Qing Yu also believed that these words came from his heart, but in his concept, the idea of ​​"good nv will not marry the second husband and loyal ministers will not serve the two masters" has long been ingrained, allowing him to switch to the wind country It would be better to kill him directly.

"I heard that Feng Guowen has Shangguan Yuanji and Wu Youqiu Zhen. The two prime ministers can be called His Highness's right arm." Qing Yu suddenly said.

Don't understand why he said this, Tang Yin said, "Yes."

"If one day, Prime Minister Shang Guan and Xiang Qiu both fell into Mo Guo's hands, will he and Mo be willing to go to Mo Guo when life and death exist?"

"Never." Tang Yin answered without thinking.

"Conversely, so is Qing Yu." Qing Yu said.

Tang Yin froze, and then laughed. Instead of being unhappy or hated by Qing Yu's refusal in her heart, she even appreciated and liked him more. "Good job, although Qing Yu is weak, she can be called a hero."

Qing Yu smiled weakly, but still politely replied, "Thank you, His Highness the King, for your praise."

Tang Yin is confident that he can recover faster than Qing Yu. Qing Yu also believes that his subordinates can reach the bottom of the valley before Tang Yin recovers. Both of them have their own hopes. At this time, they can calm down and talk.

There are no armors in the mountains, and time flies. Tang Yin and Qing Yu lay on the bottom of the valley for two days and two nights. On both days, they were both rice grains, Tang Yin was able to endure, but Qing Yu had become increasingly difficult to support. Over the course of the day, lethargy far outweighs sobriety.

Tang Yin can feel it, and if this continues, Qing Yu may not live long. It would be a good thing for Tang Yin to let Qing Yu die like this, but his winning xìng form makes him uncomfortable. He wants to get rid of Qing Yu, but that is to put him upright on the battlefield. Killing, not letting him die. If Qing Yu died like this, it was tantamount to letting Tang Yin be the defeat of Qing Yu's men all his life. He couldn't turn over all his life. He also believed that he would definitely regret it all his life.

By the third day, neither Feng Jun nor Mo Jun showed signs of rescue in the valley, and Tang Yin recovered somewhat at this time. Although the blood loss was serious, although the whole body was covered with wounds, at least the eyes had blurred vision. Hands and feet can move slightly.

Only then did he observe the environment of the valley.

How big the valley is, he ca n’t judge for the time being, but feels that the area is not large. In addition to the pond in front of the valley, there are many flowers and trees, including the common plants and trees that Tang Yin has seen, and some are unheard of. of.

He didn't have the strength to stand up, but he could climb. Tang Yin was afraid from the shore of the deep pool to the depths of the valley. Now in his state, he is afraid to encounter fierce beasts, but in shallow consciousness, he hopes to encounter , Because in this way he can also fight, use the dark fire to suck, fill some aura, recover the injury faster, but unfortunately, the situation in the valley is as quiet as it sounds, except for the strange flowers and plants, he even a rabbit Didn't see it.

Tang Yin spent nine cattle and two tigers, sweating all over, and finally crawled under a fruit tree. He gathered the scattered scattered branches together, and then tore off a few clothes from his body and tied them into bundles. Drag the firewood and climb back.

But looking up, seeing the pink peaches on the tree, grunting, Tang Yin's belly made a strange noise.

He frothed his throat and squinted his eyes at the peaches on the tree, so close that he could catch them as long as he stood up and raised his hands, but he didn't have the strength to stand up.

After meditation for a while, Tang Yin chōu came up with a dry firewood and ran it into several sections. Then he spotted a red and big peach and shook his hand and threw it out.

He is from martial arts, and has the ability to fly a knife. Although the branches are not sharp, but with the strength of Tang Yin, his strength is not tolerable.

However, the branch he threw at this time did not even stick to the side of the peach. He flew out of the air and fell to the ground weakly. Tang Yin took a deep breath, and threw out the remaining branches of branches in succession, which was similar to the situation just now. They were not strong enough to hit the peaches close at hand.

Tang Yin never believed that a living person could be strangled to death, but now he has to admit that this situation is not impossible. Now he was hungry and thirsty, but he couldn't get peaches at his fingertips. This frustration and powerlessness drove Tang Yin * crazy.

He broke a few branches again, lay on the ground, calmed down, took a while, threw out one, and then repeated this ten or so times, and finally a branch hit the ripe peach and shook it a few times. Fall straight down.

Tang Yin was overjoyed, crawled madly, picked up the peach, and only slightly grasped the velvet máo above, and then ate with a big mouthful. A peach larger than a fist, he ate a clean mouthful of three or two, leaving only peach walnuts. As for the specific taste of the peach, whether it was sour or sweet, he had no sense.

A peach fell under the belly, Tang Yin felt a lot of jīng ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Then it was done in the same way, it took nearly half an hour, and four more peaches were shot down, and they were carried with clothes and dragged just bundled A few bales of dry wood turned back and climbed towards the shore.

By the time he returned, Qing Yu was awake, lying flat on the ground, her eyes staring blankly at the sky, her face pale and almost transparent, and Tang Yin could clearly see the blue blood vessels under his skin.

"I'm glad you didn't fall asleep!" Tang Yin said sarcastically as she crawled back, in fact, he was glad that Qing Yu woke up again.

Qing Yu's body suddenly trembled. When he could clearly see Tang Yin who was struggling to crawl back, the surprised and happy **** sè appeared on his face, and a layer of water mist appeared in his eyes. He murmured, "You ... I ... I thought Your Highness had left ..."

"Go? I also think, where might I go?" Tang Yin rolled her eyes and replied casually without paying too much attention to Qing Yu's abnormal appearance.

When Qing Yu woke up, she found that there was no one around her. Tang Yin seemed to disappear out of thin air. At that moment, the indescribable and extremely strong fear suddenly swallowed him up. He didn't want to be alone in this death. Gu Li, especially when his condition is serious, he would rather die all of a sudden than he would die alone.