No script time travel, the general helped me rise to the top

The two of them were feeding mosquitoes by the stream. Yangyang couldn't help but find it a little funny. Why did he become so serious?

"Miss, the temple is ringing the You hour bell."

After Biluo's reminder, Yangyang did hear the sound of the bell.

It was just that as a modern person without a watch, she couldn't really tell what time it was, but she knew that the temple closed around this time.

"Then hurry up, or you'll be late."

"Miss, you must pay attention to safety!"

Biluo was worried and kept looking back, while Yangyang kept waving his hands to indicate that he was fine.

I originally wanted to spend the night in the bamboo forest, but the rustling sound of the wind blowing through the bamboo leaves was a little scary.

Yangyang thought to himself that he loved hiking on weekdays.

As long as she didn't encounter any wild beasts, it would not be difficult for her to find a place to sleep for a night inside Jiaohua Mountain.

You can't do it under a big tree, on a steep slope, or near a stream. You can do it in a cave or on a high ground with a wide view.

Yangyang picked up a thick branch and started looking for the target, unaware that she had already been targeted in the forest.

"There's no flashlight, no cell phone, nothing!"

Yangyang felt that the sky was gradually getting darker and the temperature was getting a little colder. He couldn't help but mutter to himself to build up his courage.

"This is such a bad idea of ​​mine! If I were the heroine, I would be the dumbest heroine. Who would…"

A pair of big hands covered his mouth with lightning speed.

At the same time, he dragged her into a narrow crevice,

Yangyang couldn't help but touch the hand that was covering him.

"Don't move!", a voice came from behind, and Yangyang was stunned.

No way! How come I met this person again? If this were a script, only an idiot screenwriter could have written it.

At the moment when I was complaining in my heart,

The broken stones above my head suddenly fell down, and a sinister conversation was heard from above.

"Chief, he was injured so badly by you, he can't run far!"

"Search carefully. Don't go through the forest of Dingguo Temple in front. It will be bad if we are discovered by the people of Dapu Country."

"Understood, leader!"

The footsteps gradually faded away, and Yangyang only felt that the breathing of the person behind him was getting weaker and weaker.

Is it possible that he is really injured?

But when I think about the last time he put a knife to my neck, I still feel a little scared.

And the only problem is that the crevice is too narrow, making it difficult to turn around.

Yangyang gritted her teeth and wanted to reach out and tear off his hand that was covering her.

But for some reason he touched something on the man's body that he shouldn't have touched, and he only heard a muffled groan from the man!

"What do you want to do?" The man's voice was obviously a little weak.

Yangyang blushed and swallowed, "Woo woo woo! Uh hum!"

The man then understood and let go of his hand that was covering her, but because the crevice was narrow, he could only put his arm on Yangyang's shoulder.

"Tang, General Tang, are you injured?" Yangyang asked.

The man gasped heavily, "Help me out!"

The heat from the words spread along Yangyang's neck to his jaw, and Yangyang felt the hairs on his body stand up.

Before Yangyang could say anything, the man's head rested on her shoulders.

"Hey! Hey! Big brother, are you so weak? Are you fainted? Or are you dead?"

"Oh my God, why am I so unlucky!"

The man struggled, "I'm not dead! If you keep talking, I'll really die!"

At the end of the conversation, he buried his head in Yangyang's shoulder again.

Yangyang paused, gathered his strength, and put the man's other arm on his shoulder.

Slowly moving sideways out of the crack,

Just like carrying a big stone on your back, you move forward with difficulty.

Fortunately, there are dense trees nearby and the terrain is gently sloping, making it easy to tow.

"Please don't die! I can't possibly testify about how you were killed! I won't dig a grave for you!"

As she was talking, Yangyang felt something gradually invading her back, and a strong smell of iron rust was blown into her nose by the wind.

It seemed that he was seriously injured. Yangyang didn't dare to say anything more. So he gathered all his strength and sped up until he heard the sound of water.

Maybe they were too excited and tripped, and they both tumbled down. When they reached the stream, Yangyang bumped heavily into the man.

"Ouch! My head, my waist, my legs!" Yangyang felt that her whole body was covered with bruises.

But that was less than one tenth of the man's. At this moment, the man vomited blood with a muffled sound.

"Oh! Hold on!" Yangyang hurriedly pulled up his arms again and dragged him to the side of the big rock.

Although it is dark, under the moonlight,

Yangyang could still see the long wound on the man’s chest oozing blood!

Although the man was wearing black clothes, they were all soaked with blood.

Yangyang calmed down and decided to do it once and for all. She turned away and stripped the man's clothes piece by piece to his waist.

"Don't, don't think too much! I'm not trying to take advantage of you. Otherwise, how can I help you bandage and clean it!"

When the last piece of underwear was opened, Yangyang couldn't help swallowing when he saw the strong chest.

At the same time, he slapped his head for his dirty thoughts, "What are you thinking at this time!"

But at the same time, I also found that there were no bandages around me...

"What are you doing?" The man opened his eyes slightly, but saw the woman in front of him undressing.

"It's not what you think!"

Yangyang turned her back to the man, pulled out her inner garment, then closed her outer shirt and turned around.

He tore the inner garment in his hand into several strips with his teeth.

"You're lucky. I happened to bring a bottle of pain-relieving ointment and anti-inflammatory powder with me today!"

Without saying anything, Yangyang sprinkled the anti-inflammatory powder in her hand on the man's wound.

Then he quickly bandaged the wound with the cloth in his hand, and his movements were as fast as a martial artist.

Tang Yuwei only felt Yangyang's hair brushing his cheek.

When she put her face against his chest and wrapped the bandage around it, the numbness he felt all over his body even exceeded the pain from the wound.

"Take this anti-inflammatory powder as well!" Yangyang didn't notice anything unusual about him. She was just very satisfied with herself for saving someone for the first time.

"You just applied it on my wound, why did you ask me to take it again?" Tang Yuwei said weakly, squinting his eyes as he looked at Yang Yangyan.

"Hey! Didn't everyone say you were the King of Hell who stepped on corpses? You don't even know whether you can take the anti-inflammatory powder or apply it on your body!"

Finally seeing him so weak, when else could I tease him?

"It's called doubling! Do you understand? It means faster!"

If I hadn’t had neck pain these days, would I have brought these medicines?

Yangyang finally had a break, but when he saw Tang Yuwei's clothes were still being pulled, he was about to get up to help him.

"I will do it myself!" Tang Yuwei said coldly, his eyes as silent as a pool of water.

"I don't want to take advantage of you! Don't look like you've been done something by me!" Yangyang then sat down and stopped looking at him.

"Why are you here?" Tang Yuwei recovered some strength, but was even more confused!

Yangyang didn't want to tell him the truth, so she said casually, "I was just walking around here and got lost!"

Tang Yuwei pushed his body up heavily, changed to a more comfortable position, and said like a venomous snake,

"You liar! You never tell the truth! No wonder your stepmother hates you so much!"

"Hey! I just saved you, you know that, and you're still talking about me?"

Yangyang turned her head away again, folded her arms across her chest, and decided not to talk to him again.

"Don't worry, although I don't trust you, I will be responsible for you!" Tang Yuwei remembered what happened last time in Fangfeiyuan and said like an order.

Yangyang was convinced! He didn't expect to be slapped in the face so quickly, and he even said he would not talk to him anymore.

"No, there's no need! I don't believe you either, and I even hate you."

Yangyang looked straight at his handsome face and couldn't say anything more cruel.

"I saved you today because you have saved me twice before, that time in Cang Cui Pavilion and today. Although you did it for yourself, you saved my life."

"We've settled this like this. We owe each other nothing!"

The man looked up at the sky and said quietly, "Don't think that I won't doubt you just because you said this!"

Yangyang, "..."