Quick time travel: the male lead, let’s have a pop

Chapter 74 Training the Bloodthirsty Evil King (23)

"Jefeng, is that you?" Qian Xun looked at the front and asked in a daze.

Juefeng's voice was a bit dry, "Well, Qian Xun, check if there is any candlestick, if there is... just... light it... cough..." A few words touched the wound, making Qian Xun's heart ache stand up.

"Okay, Juefeng, don't talk, I'll go find it..."

"Okay!" Juefeng said, closing his eyes and resting his mind. Although the wound was bandaged, the injury suddenly recurred, and the pain was uncontrollable. Only he knew how serious the injury was.

Qian Xun was also considered lucky, finally vaguely saw a lamp post, jumped up excitedly, then staggered towards it, and got a dust on the nose.

"What's the matter with you..." There was a trace of tension in Juefeng's voice.

"Hehe...how should I light this candlestick?" Qian Xun asked pretendingly relaxed, stroking his sore nose.

Juefeng breathed a sigh of relief, and said slowly with a bit of fatigue in his voice: "Look at that bracket, is there... a fire knife and flint..." After saying a word for a long time, it seemed extremely weak, and Qian Xun's heart ached. Uneasy.

Qian Xun groped, so anxious that she burst into tears, but fortunately, within a moment, she finally found a knife and flint.

Holding the fire knife, she didn't know how to use it. She wanted to call Juefeng but couldn't bear him to make more noise, so she thought about it and tore some cloth scraps from her sleeves to make kindling.

"Kacha... Kacha..." She couldn't light it no matter what, she was so anxious that she was sweating profusely, and she yelled to herself, "Qianxun, you are really useless... You are used to the same principle as a lighter and a flint, and you don't even know how to use it." ..."

Juefeng remained silent for a while, fearing that he might be in a coma, remembering how good Juefeng was to him, he said to save him, but he was troubled again and again...

"Hey~" Mars lit the cloth strips together, and the oil lamps in the orange lamp shades on the brackets on both sides flickered, reflecting a warm orange here.

Juefeng Yuguang opened his eyes slightly, and saw her staring at him with a sad expression, slender willow eyebrows, a pair of charming eyes, Xiuting nose, delicate red lips, as white as snow, and jade-like lips. The snowy muscles are beautiful, and the black hair without any accessories, just a thin petal in the oblique bangs, is more beautiful than all the accessories in his eyes.

Qian Xun saw that he was bound by iron chains and could not move.

Qian Xun looked at him with eyes as if they were soaked in blood, which contained the darkness of the night. His eyes looked like a bottomless abyss of darkness, making people sink and unable to extricate themselves. Deep in the eyes, there was an undisguised bloodthirsty raging.

"Jefeng, yes, who tied you here?"

She turned her eyes to this "big prison", but in fact this "big prison" is an artificial stone chamber.

The stone chamber is very large. Apart from the bright stone slabs on the top, there are several huge shafts, and the gears are connected by countless iron chains.

"Jefeng, this is a big project!" She turned around in surprise.

Juefeng's eyes were gradually stained with a dark blue color, and his body, which was already at the end of its strength, could no longer support it. He lowered his head, and the thick chain made a heavy sound because of his hands hanging down.

"Juefeng..." Qian Xun called him in a daze, and hurriedly stepped forward to check his pulse.

"Fortunately..." She let out a long breath. She doesn't know how to check the pulse, but she always knows that the pulse of survival will not stop.

Because of his serious injury, he changed out of his battle armor, and his white clothes, which he had just changed in the morning, were stained with blood again.

(End of this chapter)