must fruit

The devil city is deserted and uninhabited, not only can't see a small animal, not even a weed can be seen between the cracks on the ground, it's like a dead city, the only passer-by here may be the whistling wind .

Both of them hadn't eaten food for a long time, and they didn't speak to save energy, but Liang Jin still felt Jing Biguo's uneasiness. He was also worried, but he didn't show it. Instead, he kissed Jing Biguo casually. Lips as a comfort, but feel that the lips of both of them are dry and peeling.

Liang Jin distressedly handed the water bag with a little water left to Jing Biguo:

"Drink some water!"

Jing Biguo pushed the water bag to Liang Jin and said:

"You drink first!"

Both of them knew that there was only a little water left in the water bag, and if they couldn't find the water source, even Liang Jin's martial arts skills would be a dead end.

Liang Jin unscrewed the lid of the water bag, took a sip of water and put it in his mouth, then squeezed Jing Biguo's chin and fed it into the other's mouth, and said with a smile:

"That way we'll all drink."

Although Liang Jin is the leader of a sect, he always looks like a child in front of Jing Biguo. Naturally, no one can be fooled by a childish remark at this time. Jing Biguo sighed:

"Liang Jin, I'm going back this time, and I will definitely discipline and discipline your temper."

Liang Jin buried his face in Jing Biguo's neck and dawdled, saying:

"Even if you want to discipline me, I'm overjoyed, what should I do?"

Jing Biguo's heart was warm, but his stomach didn't give him face, and he beat the drum in protest. He hadn't eaten seriously since the day he was kidnapped by Jing Qiushui. Venus.

The place is deserted, except for stones and sand, not even tree bark and grass roots. Liang Jin took Jing Biguo off his horse and comforted him:

"Wait until dawn and see if you can find something to eat. You should rest first."

Jing Biguo swallowed with difficulty, feeling that the saliva just now seemed like a mud cow had entered the sea, it had no effect, his throat was dry and smoky.

The wind in the Devil City has already raged, carrying sand and soil, wandering and raging among the huge stone pillars. The temperature difference between day and night here is obvious, and Jing Biguo is a bit cold. People are closely dependent on each other, and when it dawned again, both Jing Biguo and Liang Jin felt a little happy that they were still alive.

At this time, the black horse who had not eaten or drank for a day and two nights also began to pant heavily, and Jing Biguo also lost his strength due to hunger and thirst. His face turned gray, his eye sockets were sunken, and the hair tie I don't know where I lost it, my hair is messy, and I have completely lost the handsome posture before. Liang Jin has high internal strength, and his situation is better than Jing Biguo. Walking on horseback, when they walked out of the Devil City, the black horse suddenly staggered and fell forward. Liang Jin hurriedly used lightness kung fu to catch the falling Jing Biguo, but the black horse could no longer stand up, its four hooves kept kicking After a while, the black horse seemed to know that its doom was over, it calmed down, lying on its side on the sand, its shiny black fur became dull at this moment, and the horse snorted loudly. Panting dry breath, eyes with thick black eyelashes looked at Liang Jin without blinking.

Liang Jin saw the foam around the horse's mouth, knew that the horse was no longer good, and his heart was filled with desolation. The black horse was raised by him, and this horse was in its prime, so it could be regarded as a horse in the stable of the Black Lotus Sect. Wang, but I don't want to fold here today.

When Jing Biguo saw Liang Jin sad, he felt uncomfortable. This kind of emotion had a sense of desolation like the death of a rabbit and a fox. Even a strong black horse couldn't hold on. What should he and Liang Jin do?

But Liang Jin stroked the black horse's mane slowly, then covered the horse's eyes with one hand, and slashed towards the horse's neck with a blade between his fingertips.

The fur on the black horse's neck was scratched, and bright red blood gushed out from the black horse's body. The black horse twitched and let out a mournful cry. Liang Jin said to Jing Biguo:

"Drink!"

Jing Biguo was a little hesitant, he saw bloodshot eyes in Liang Jin's eyes, and finally the desire for life overcame everything, Liang Jin crawled to Liang Jin's side, put his face on the wound on the black horse's neck, and took a mouthful of the black horse all blood.

Jing Biguo's mouth was instantly filled with a strong smell of blood. He was a vegetarian since he was a child and almost never touched meat. Now he suddenly tasted raw blood, and was so nauseated that he vomited out even bile.

Liang Jin hurriedly wiped Jing Biguo's mouth, worried:

"Are you okay?"

Jing Biguo shook his head, still insisted on putting his face close to the black horse's wound, closed his eyes and closed his five senses, gulped down a mouthful of horse blood, and swallowed it with difficulty.

Jing Biguo knew in his heart that there was no water source here, if he didn't drink horse blood at this time, he might not even be able to drink horse blood after a while.Liang Jin also drank the horse's blood. At this time, the black horse had died. Liang Jin cut the horse's hide and took out the horse meat, but there was no firewood and dead grass here. Jing Biguo put the raw meat into his mouth and chewed it. Jing Biguo couldn't believe this cub before, but now he was so hungry. In addition to drinking the smelly horse blood just now, he actually felt that horse meat was not bad at the moment , but has a sweet taste.

Jing Biguo had blood all over his mouth and hands, and even his hair was stained with blood. He looked extremely embarrassed, but Liang Jin still looked at Jing Biguo obsessively. He vaguely felt that their pass might not be so easy. , It would be nice to be able to see the scenery for a while.

After Jing Biguo ate enough horse meat and blood, his facial expression improved a lot. Liang Jin asked Jing Biguo:

"Is it better?"

Jing Biguo stood up and said:

"Ah."

They unanimously chose to continue to move forward. The people of the Black Lotus Sect have not found them so far, and it seems that they can't be counted on. Compared with waiting to die, there may be a glimmer of hope in moving forward.

Liang Jin cut the horse meat and wrapped it with a cloth. He and Jing Biguo stepped on the soft sand, supporting each other forward with one deep foot and one shallow foot.

After walking like this for another two days, the two of them never met anyone else or saw the source of water, there was sand everywhere, and eagles and vultures circling in the sky were watching the two people who were at the end of their way.

Liang Jin carried Jing Biguo on his back. No matter how strong he was, he couldn't carry it at this moment. He was panting heavily and carried the half-conscious Jing Biguo on his back. Silly music:

"Biguo, do you know when I started liking you?"

Jing Biguo hummed in a daze, and Liang Jin went on to say:

"I fell in love with you the first time I saw you. I didn't expect to marry you and have Biguo to accompany me. My life will be worth it."

Jing Biguo hugged Liang Jin's neck, lifted his eyelids with difficulty, and said weakly:

"……Me too."

Liang Jin continued to grin happily:

"Biguo, since when did you like me?"

Jing Bi said decisively and intermittently:

"I...I don't know..."

Liang Jin said dissatisfiedly:

"How can you not know!"

Jing Biguo was dizzy from his disturbance, frowned and said:

"Liang Jin...can you let me sleep for a while?"

Liang Jin kept talking to Jing Biguo because he was afraid that he would never wake up after falling asleep, so he called out:

"Biguo! Biguo! Don't sleep, stay with me, don't sleep!"

Jing Biguo lay wearily on Liang Jin's back, without making a sound, Liang Jin was worried, his feet were tilted, and Jing Biguo fell to the ground together, Liang Jin looked at Jing Biguo, and saw that his face was as white as paper, with the The breath of death made Liang Jin feel great grief. He had already reached the limit after walking a long distance with Jing Biguo on his back. He simply abandoned himself and lay down on the sand with Jing Biguo in his arms.

"Liang Jin... let's go."

Liang Jin said:

"I'll wait for you to sleep before leaving."

Jing Biguo knew in his heart that Liang Jin would definitely not leave, this place might be their burial place, soon the wind and sand would bury their embracing bodies, who knew they had been here before.

Jing Biguo raised his eyes to look at Liang Jin with difficulty, and Liang Jin also looked into his eyes. Liang Jin suddenly sighed and said:

"I'm really unhappy!"

Liang Jin gasped, and continued:

"Biguo, I really want to fuck you again."

If he heard Liang Jin say this before, Jing Biguo would definitely feel ashamed, but at this moment Jing Biguo smiled. He looked at Liang Jin's high nose and deep eyes with infinite fascination, and said with nostalgia:

"Liang Jin...I'm going to my godfather and godmother to confess my mistake...you better not go with me...in case...in case godfather beats you again..."

Seeing Jing Biguo, Liang Jin's eyes were a little distracted, and he felt great pain in his heart. He shook Jing Biguo and begged:

"Biguo, don't go! Please stay with me, brother, you have pity on me."

Jing Biguo only felt infinite drowsiness welling up in his heart, he snorted, closed his eyes, and said in a voice that was almost inaudible:

"Liang Jin...I'm...so sleepy...hey...you sing...a song for me..."

Liang Jin paused, then opened his lips tremblingly and sang:

"...the moon is yellow, the clouds are bright, my baby is the number one student... the drums are ringing, the gongs are clanging, and there is a pretty bride under the hijab..."

Liang Jin's voice was a bit hoarse, and it sounded like a melancholy and mournful sound in such a deserted desert. Trembling with sadness, Liang Jin hugged his gradually cooling body tightly in his arms, repeating over and over again:

"The moon is yellow, the clouds are bright, my baby is the champion of the exam. The drums are ringing, the gongs are clanging, and there is a pretty bride under the hijab..."

There were no tears or sadness in Liang Jin's eyes, only a dense emptiness, as if he took his vitality away from his body when he uttered every word, even though he was still breathing, he had already turned into a living creature. corpse.

Liang Jin pressed his forehead against the forehead of the person in his arms, and repeated the song of Liang Jiangshi's song over and over again. After some time, his voice became smaller and smaller, and finally gradually melted into the whistling mournful wind. gone.

The author has something to say:

small theater

Liang Jin: [crying and chirping] It must be fruitful!Don't die I haven't fucked enough of you yet!

Biguo: =Dish=Author, you should let me die.

Author: I really like martial arts novels like this kind of life-and-death, life-and-death grind==