Rebirth of the Northern Giants

Chapter 332 It's better to take pity on the person in front of you

"Xuanqing, let go!" Ye Zhikui couldn't help shouting when he saw Qiu Jin's other hand was still holding on tightly to the rein, and her horse was raising its head humanly. ej went... Ke~Ju Feng Guozhang and others were so frightened that they frantically ran towards Ye Zhikui regardless of their care.

"Let go, or you will roll down with me too." Ye Zhikui's collar was tightly twisted by her, and her other hand holding the rein couldn't hold back and began to loosen slowly.

"Principal!" Qiu Jin stared at Ye Zhikui's anxious eyes solemnly and seriously, and continued, "I am your attendant, and my duty is to protect you!"

"Shit protect me, let go, or I will fire you when I go back." Ye Zhikui felt himself sinking bit by bit.

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The war horse let out a mournful cry.

Qiu Jin's other hand finally pulled away feebly, and Ye Zhikui and she rolled down the valley with a grunt before Feng Guozhang and others arrived.

"President!" Wang Yingkai and others watched Ye Zhikui quickly disappear from their sight.

"You four, detour to the valley to search for the President." Feng Guozhang calmly ordered four of the guards. Then, he glanced at the road ahead blocked by mudslides, and had to say: "Old Wang, you Quickly go back to Khabarovsk to send the army to search and rescue, and I will lead the other two soldiers slowly down the route where the president fell."

The personal guard was ordered to leave in a hurry despite the pouring rain.

Before Wang Yingkai left, he looked down. The steep and steep mountain was daunting, so he had to persuade him: "General Feng, you should take a detour to find it like them. This mountain is too steep. If you are not careful, you will be smashed to pieces."

"If I can exchange my life for the president's, it's worth it. Go back quickly, don't talk too much." Feng Guozhang took off his coir raincoat, tied his coat tightly, and began to climb down slowly. The dirt rolled down by him.

Seeing this, Wang Yingkai gritted his teeth, and desperately, regardless of the heavy rain, turned around and left.

Bang, bang, bang!hiss!

Ye Zhikui held Qiu Jin tightly in his arms and protected her with his own body. From time to time, his body collided with rocks, trees, and thorns. At first he still felt the pain, and then became numb. He could only feel the pain in his ears. Hearing the whirring of the wind.

Although Qiu Jin, who was held in Ye Zhikui's arms, could not avoid being hung by trees and rocks, she completely forgot about the pain, and only felt waves of warmth pouring into her chest. It would be great if time could stop at this moment forever. , Qiu Jin buried her head tightly in Ye Zhikui's arms and thought.

After an unknown amount of time, Ye Zhikui felt his body meet the water with a crash. Unknowingly, they had already rolled to the bottom of the valley, and they were lucky enough to fall into the mountain torrent, avoiding the bad luck of falling to death.

The mountain torrents were so fierce that Ye Zhikui was thrown for seven times at first, so he had no time to react, and even choked on several mouthfuls of muddy water, only subconsciously did not let go of the hands holding Qiu Jin, and the two followed the trend of the water, down and down, without knowing the direction of the flow where.

It may have been a minute, or several hours. Ye Zhikui noticed that the water was gradually calming down, but there was a huge sound of water hitting the rocks in front of him. It might be a waterfall. If he fell, he would finally recover his life Presumably he would lose it again, so he had to cheer up and shake Qiu Jin in his arms vigorously.

"Xuanqing, Xuanqing! Wake up, let's try harder and swim to the shore." Ye Zhikui kicked his legs vigorously, dragged Qiu Jin, and swam desperately toward the shore.

Hearing Ye Zhikui's call, Qiu Jin groaned and woke up from the coma. Seeing that he and Ye Zhikui were still in danger, he hurriedly supported Ye Zhikui, cooperated with him, and blamed himself: "Principal, you are still in danger." I was the one who dragged you down."

"How could it be! Without the help of Qiu Nvxia, maybe I, Ye Zhikui, would have confessed to be here today." Ye Zhikui was not slow in his steps, but turned his head and said seriously.

The two of them swam towards the shore together, and before they reached the waterfall, they grabbed a vine on the bank. Ye Zhikui struggled to climb the bank, and after dragging Qiu Jin out of the water, he was exhausted like a pug. Spread your feet and lie on your stomach.

"Principal, you see that you don't have a piece of good cloth under your body." After a short rest, Qiu Jin regained some strength, crawled to Ye Zhikui's side, saw his ragged appearance, and said with a faint smile.

"Little devil, still laughing at me, you are not the same." Ye Zhikui pointed at her muddy face and said with a twitch of his mouth. ej will go to... guest house

Cough, cough!

Ye Zhikui coughed a few times, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and then he felt a tearing pain in his chest and calf. It seemed that his ribs were broken and his calf was broken.

Qiu Jin was looking at him tenderly, when he suddenly saw this change, he couldn't help standing up in a hurry and checking Ye Zhikui's injuries all over his body.

You don't know if you don't look at it, but it's really shocking. In order to protect her, Ye Zhikui endured most of the impact, and there are dozens of wounds all over his body. The wounds have been soaked by water for a long time, and they have begun to turn white. The injury to the calf was the most serious, and the bone was almost visible.

"Principal!" With tears in his eyes, Qiu Jin took off his coat, tore it into several pieces, tied them into cloth strips, and wrapped them up for Ye Zhikui.

"Cough, cough, brat, I, I can't die yet, why cry?" Ye Zhikui raised his arms vigorously, trying to wipe away the tears from Qiu Jin's face and eyes, but he felt his head getting heavier and heavier, Immediately afterwards, his eyes darkened, and he passed out.

"Principal! Principal!" Qiu Jin yelled several times in panic, but Ye Zhikui didn't respond. She hurriedly rolled Ye Zhikui's eyelids, probed her nose, bent down and listened to her heartbeat, and then she calmed down a little.

However, when bandaging, seeing the whitish wound and the continuous rain, I couldn't help but stand up, gritted my teeth, put Ye Zhi's burly body on my shoulders, and walked forward step by step .

Qiu Jin wanted to find a place where she could take shelter from the rain. The wound would only get worse if it was constantly drenched in the rain.

"Xuan, Xuanqing, where are we?" Ye Zhikui fell into a coma and then woke up.

"Principal, we are in the valley." Looking at Ye Zhikui whose lips were starting to turn purple, Qiu Jin held back his tears.

"It's still in the valley! Don't go too far, otherwise it will make it more difficult for Feng Guozhang and the others to search." Ye Zhikui ordered in a daze.

"Yes, principal!" Qiu Jin turned his head, only to find that Ye Zhikui had passed out again.

After walking slowly for a few hundred meters, Qiu Jin finally found a small cave. Overjoyed, she seemed to have gained a lot of strength. She carried Ye Zhikui behind her back like a leaf in a storm. The small boat bumped into it.

After entering the cave, Qiu Jin found a dry place and put Ye Zhikui down gently without any pause. She wrung out her clothes slightly, and then carefully wiped Ye Zhikui.

Then he found a small straight tree root and fixed Ye Zhikui's calf.

Most of Qiu Jin and Ye Zhikui's belongings either fell when they rolled down the mountain, or were lost in the flash flood. She was a little relieved that she found a sharp dagger on the top of Ye Zhikui's army boots, and found it in Ye Zhikui's underwear pocket. I found an exquisite cigar box. In addition to a few cigars, there were a lot of matches in the cigar box. Maybe Ye Zhikui wrapped the outside of the box tightly with oiled paper to prevent the smoke from getting wet before the rain. To avoid the end of being soaked.

Overjoyed, Qiu Jin searched for some dry dead branches and leaves at the entrance and inside the cave, and hugged them to Ye Zhikui's side all at once, and soon the red fire light reflected everywhere in the cave.

Qiu Jin fiddled with it for a while to make the fire more intense, then carefully found a place not too close or far away for Ye Zhikui, and put it half-closed.

After finishing all this, Qiu Jin gave Ye Zhikui a shy look, and seeing that his eyes were still tightly closed, she sneaked to the other side of the fire.

She took off all the wet clothes with a rustle, leaving only a close-fitting underwear, revealing her exquisite and bumpy body to the fullest.

Qiu Jin held up his clothes with both hands, staring at the fire with ecstasy, but his ears were pricked up, listening to the movement outside at any time, for fear of missing the search and rescue personnel.

The rain slowly stopped, and the sky gradually darkened, but the search and rescue personnel have not yet appeared.

Qiu Jin sighed secretly, after drying her clothes, she walked to Ye Zhikui's side.

"Principal, I have no choice but to do this. If you wake up, don't blame me." Qiu Jin muttered, and changed Ye Zhikui's clothes in a panic.

Qiu Jin deliberately didn't look at Ye Zhikui's body, and was afraid of touching his wound, so he comforted himself: "Qiu Jin, Qiu Jin, it's an extraordinary time, you should do extraordinary things, let's see what you're thinking about." In vain, you still boast about Qin Liangyu all the time.

When her fingers touched Ye Zhikui's bronzed skin, Qiu Jin's heart went into a turmoil, her heart beating non-stop.His already flushed face was hot.

Compared with carrying Ye Zhikui here from the outside, Qiu Jin felt that undressing him was more tiring.

After undressing Ye Zhikui, Qiu Jin put on her own clothes for him again. Qiu Jin's jacket was a women's military uniform, but it could barely fit Ye Zhikui.

"Principal!" Qiu Jin gently stroked the small scratch on Ye Zhikui's face, and murmured, but she remembered that in order to protect herself, he hugged her as hard as she could and died with her chin. Dead against the top of his head.

Even in a "coma", Ye Zhikui frowned tightly, forming a deep Sichuan character between his brows. Qiu Jin moved his fingers to smooth out the frowning carefully.

Then he glanced left and right like a guilty conscience, and then boldly bent down, the hot lips slightly touched Ye Zhikui's brow, and then hurriedly moved away like a frightened deer.

Responding, Qiu Jin quickly cupped her heart with her hands, stopped her heartbeat, and secretly spat, what kind of sex did she do, she even secretly kissed the principal, oh my god, if the principal found out, how would she live?

"Why is it so hot!" Qiu Jin whispered softly, and she was placing her small hand on Ye Zhikui's forehead, feeling waves of scorching heat.