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Feng Lichen was really in pain, the cold wind was piercing, his forehead was still covered with fine cold sweat, his face was as pale as paper.

Jun Huai remained silent, looking down at him coldly, his sharp eyes seemed to want to find the slightest flaw in that painful face.Feng Lichen waited patiently, the smile on the corner of his mouth became weaker and weaker.

"Huaihuai, you really don't feel sorry for me..." He said this to himself, his voice was very soft, mixed with pain, and it became very sour.

Jun Huai could only hear him calling his own name, and he didn't hear what Feng Lichen said very clearly.He got used to ignoring Feng Lichen, so he gave up and didn't ask Feng Lichen what exactly he said.

Feng Lichen took a deep breath, supported the tree trunk and slowly stood up.The pain went deep into the bone marrow, he endured it, smiled and said to Jun Huai: "Huai Huai, my horse ran away, so I can only follow you."

Jun Huai knew that Feng Lichen was needed at this time.He agreed with a cold face.Feng Lichen smiled knowingly, the pain made him no longer in the mood to tease Jun Huai, so he put all his strength into getting on the horse.

He bent down to resist the pain, Jun Huai sat behind him, looked at his hunched appearance, and said coldly: "Sit up straight, or you will fall down."

Feng Lichen heard it, he gritted his teeth and slowly straightened his waist, put one hand in front of his abdomen, and rubbed it gently.

The cold wind whipped up his strands of hair, his handsome face became pale and distorted due to the pain, the soft black hair at the corner of his forehead, stained with cold sweat, wrapped around his cheeks like silk threads.

The feeling brought by the galloping horse will only intensify Feng Lichen's pain.Several times he couldn't help but wanted Jun Huai to slow down, but when he thought of Jun Huai's appearance against him, he was afraid that it would only make the horse run faster.

Feng Lichen frowned, he thought, when did this road become so far...

Jun Huai didn't believe Feng Lichen, he thought his pain was all faked.With that kick last night, he knew how strong he was, and he also knew that Feng Lichen's body would not be in pain until now.

But he was wrong, or in other words, he overestimated Feng Lichen.

When Feng Lichen fell forward uncontrollably from the horse's back, he instinctively stretched out his hand to grab the person over at that moment, his fingers touched the side of Feng Lichen's neck, dripping with sweat .

The sudden movement frightens the horse, and it gallops forward suddenly.All of Jun Huai's strength was on Feng Lichen's body, and they couldn't support it well, so the two fell off the horse.

When it landed, Jun Huai really heard a soft hum from Feng Lichen's lips.

The palm was scratched, Jun Huai just wiped it off with his clothes indifferently.He stood up to look at Feng Lichen, only to see that his entire face was blocked by black hair, he shrank his body, and pressed his hands firmly on his stomach.

He frowned, squatted down slightly hesitantly, pushed Feng Lichen, and even yelled softly a few times.

Feng Lichen didn't respond, but his body was trembling.

Jun Huai pursed his lips, but still stretched out his hand to brush aside the hair on the side of Feng Lichen's cheeks, a face that was so pale that there was no trace of blood broke into his eyes without warning, he did not take any precautions, as if in his heart It was as uncomfortable as being pricked by a needle, and there was emotion in his eyes that was not cold.

This feeling made him extremely unhappy.He sympathized with Feng Lichen, which was wrong.

He should not have mercy on such wicked people.

He stood aside, silent, listening to the sound of the cold wind blowing, his stern face remained unmoved.After more than an hour like this, he was blown cold by the wind, and his fingertips were blue-purple. He couldn't help but look at Feng Lichen, his face was still so white, and the cold sweat on his face hadn't been blown away by the cold wind. .

He thought, if he left Feng Lichen here, would Feng Lichen just die in this wilderness?The corpse was taken away by wild beasts, and ended up dead without a whole body?

If he inserted a few more knives now, wouldn't Feng Lichen be sure to die?

He picked up the sword he had dropped from the ground and pulled out the scabbard. The cold blade reflected his eyes, and he saw the cruelty in his eyes.