my lord baby

The ice and the sword rubbed against each other, making annoying noises.

Going down the cliff, the violent impact caused the hand holding the sword hilt to split open. For a moment, bright red blood snaked down the arm, looking so hideous and conspicuous.

The cold mist was misty, the cold wind gusts, the clothes under the body and the long hair behind were all messed up.

After sliding down about three feet, the long sword got stuck on a huge rock, and finally, the rapid downward trend stopped immediately.

The long sword in the ice was inserted very deep, so the arm and wrist holding the sword were bloodied and scarred by the sharp ice blocks that fell down the road.

He didn't care about the injury on his hand, but hurriedly looked at the person in his arms, seeing that there was no injury, he breathed a sigh of relief and looked around.

I looked above the cold fog and saw that I couldn't see anything, then I calmly lowered my head and glanced down, but I didn't see anything either.

Immediately, a trace of despair flashed in the calm eyes.

"Hmm~~~" A murmur came from his arms.

Only then did the trace of despair be swept away, replaced by traces of joy and worry.

"Ling'er, wake up, Ling'er..." The hands around her waist were also as firm as a rope, tightly hugging the sleeping person in her arms without the slightest gap.

The mouth kept calling, and every time it uttered, there was more anxiety in that voice.

Murong Yuchen, who was drowsy, felt that his whole body was so cold that it was about to shatter into countless pieces. His head also ached, and his chest felt as if he was being pressed by a large stone. It was also cold, and there was no pain at all.

Only the bursts of heat from the waist are transmitted into the body, which makes the blood vessels and internal organs that are about to freeze warm a little bit.

But the eyelids are extremely heavy, no matter how much I can open them, I can't open them, and the tightly closed mouth is even more so.

Therefore, when hearing faint shouts coming from my ears, I feel powerless and unable to react at all.

Ouyang Lie saw that Murong Yuchen in his arms did not move at all, so his hand holding the sword trembled.

Bend over, and slowly send your lips to the white lips that have lost their temperature for a long time.

As soon as it touched it, it was cold to the heart, and when it was touched again, a trace of breath exhaled from the nose, surprise flashed in the eyes, and hurriedly pried open the tightly closed teeth, and let the breath in little by little.

After three times, there was a violent coughing sound, and each cough seemed to consume all the strength of the coughing person.

After coughing, her face, which was as pale as snow, was already stained with a faint blush.

The eyes filled with water vapor slowly opened, and at first he gasped for breath against the support beside him, but after a few breaths, he realized that the support was so familiar and safe.

With a sudden shake, he immediately raised his head and looked at the person in front of him. After seeing who it was, his pupils dilated immediately, and he blinked twice in disbelief. After repeatedly opening and closing his eyes, the familiar picture in his eyes His face remained the same, so he brought his nose closer to smell.

Isn't this a dream?Yes, not a dream, no.

His hands were so cold that they grabbed the skirt of the person in front of him, trembling constantly.

"It's me, not a dream." Ouyang Lie hugged Murong Yuchen who was choking on his chest, and the worry in his eyes slowly receded.

Just a little bit, just a little bit, my own hands can't catch you, fortunately, fortunately, you are still...

He pursed his lips and gave a faint smile, feeling grateful that he rubbed his chin against his forehead which had begun to recover its temperature.

No, didn't I jump off the cliff already?How could he be with him... Immediately turned his head and saw that the surroundings were full of cold fog and ice walls, his heart skipped a beat, he turned his head in one direction like a robot, and saw the long sword deeply inserted into the ice As well as the cracked tiger's mouth, he opened his mouth wide and immediately clenched his lower lip, his eyes suddenly dimmed.

Seeing Murong Yuchen staring at his hand, Ouyang understood clearly.

"I can't let you have trouble."

"Don't you know this is a cliff?" Very calm, but his eyes were still looking at the bleeding hand.

"I told you I wouldn't leave you alone."

"Don't you know you're going to die?" The angry mist eyes looked closely at the calm and indifferent eyes in front of him.

The hands holding Ouyang Lie's clothes were as vigorous as if they wanted to smash them into pieces.

"You're dead, what's the use of keeping me?" This voice included too much forbearance and worry, as well as the heart palpitations that were almost missed just now, no longer cold, no longer gentle, but only anger and panic.

Two lines of hot tears finally poured out after this sound.

Infinite fear, infinite reluctance, and infinite pain seem to be gushing out together through tears.

"Fool, you are a fool...I don't want you to die with me...I want you to live, I want you to live...I don't want you to die...I don't want...uh~~~"

The unwilling words were all shut into the mouth by the sudden warmth of the two petals.

Then the pale lips were kissed fiercely without a trace of tenderness, with a domineering and decisive kiss.

Unexpectedly, Ouyang Lie would kiss him so fiercely, Murong Yuchen immediately groaned in pain.

But Ouyang Lie didn't give up because of this, and the fingers placed on Murong Yuchen's waist also quickly tapped the acupuncture points.

Panting continuously, he kept pushing Ouyang Lie, who was in front of him with increasing weight, but he couldn't exert any strength. In the end, he even exhausted the last meager breath, but he still didn't let go.

Perhaps it was because he was numb from the cold, so he didn't feel any abnormality in his waist.

Suddenly, his chest felt hot, and an uncontrollable mouthful of fishy sweetness immediately surged up.

The last sliver of clarity that was about to disappear was immediately revived, and then, with strength from nowhere, he pushed violently with both hands, and it was separated from his lips. In an instant, a mouthful of black blood sprayed out.

But because of this push too hard, the sword stuck in the ice shook vigorously.

In a place invisible to the naked eye, the support point of the sword is rapidly shattering, like a piece of ice being hit by a big hammer, and the lines are instantly broken from the surroundings.

Ouyang Lie's eyes froze. He knew that time was running out, and he couldn't last long.As early as the moment his sword got stuck on the rock, the time between him and the person in his arms was counting down.

However, seeing the black blood spurted by Murong Yuchen, Ouyang Lie felt very relieved.

It was a blessing to be able to force most of the poison out of Murong Yuchen's body at the end. Although he didn't know what the poison was, he was extremely overbearing. It was his wrist that was being pulled, and there was no way to know that he had been poisoned.

Feeling that the internal force in his body was slowly dissipating, Ouyang Lie tried to gather it again, but there was no sign of improvement, his face darkened, and he turned his eyes to the person in his arms as if giving up.

Seeing Murong Yuchen rubbing blood onto his sleeve in disgust, he frowned.

Seeing Ouyang Lie looking at him with some dissatisfaction, Murong Yuchen finally realized that the clothes he used to wipe the blood were taken off by Ouyang Lie at that time, because his white clothes were too conspicuous at that time, no matter where he hid, he would It was easy for the ambushing people to find out, so they used black clothes to cover it up. Ouyang Lie and Zhongli had a lot of trouble for this.

But every time I think of the feeling of Ouyang Lie personally helping me put on clothes and the faint warmth on my body, my heart is filled with warmth and satisfaction... Thinking of this, I immediately lowered my head regretfully and wiped the black blood on the black sleeves back and forth with my hands .

Ouyang Lie saw this carefully and cherished appearance and felt pain in his heart.

One hand tightly held Murong Yuchen, the lips that had kissed Murong Yuchen fiercely just now, but at this moment, they were facing a white ear, and the warm breath continued to spread and dissipate around the neck.

It caused Murong Yuchen to tremble slightly.

"Lie..." I suddenly felt uneasiness from before, I couldn't tell what it was, I just felt that this hug was too gentle, and the kiss just now was too strong, as if doing it decisively... like a final farewell.

Farewell... no, no.

Just as his hands were about to struggle, he heard a hoarse and gentle voice coming from his ear.

"Ling'er, remember, always smile like a flower. I don't like tears. When I saw Ling'er for the first time, Ling'er was smiling, even her eyes were smiling. I like it." Laugh, I prefer to see Linger laugh."

Never heard of Ouyang Lie's soft side, Murong Yuchen was stunned, and his clear eyes opened wide.

With a tremor in his heart, he instinctively hugged Ouyang Lie tightly.

"If I don't have you watching, I won't laugh, and if I don't have you coaxing me, I won't stop crying!" Angrily denying the feeling in my heart that keeps reminding me of uneasiness.

"Ling'er..." Before he could finish speaking, Ouyang Lie felt a stabbing in his body.

Oops, three hours seems to be approaching.

Gritting his teeth, he hugged Murong Yuchen tightly, and quietly looked at Murong Yuchen's appearance, as if he wanted to imprint this appearance that had already been deeply rooted in his bones.

When Murong Yuchen saw it, he glanced at the cracks around the sword pierced into the ice from the corner of the eye, and the uneasiness that came out of the call immediately came to his heart.

Gritting her silver teeth, she smiled slightly towards Ouyang Lie, as if she had exhausted all her strength in smiling, revealing endless tenderness and sweetness.

"Lie, don't forget me in the next life, never."

As soon as the words fell, he let go of Ouyang Lie's hand and tried his best to push away Ouyang Lie's hand around his waist.

But, just for a moment, the lips were kissed lightly, with a hint of bitterness and farewell, his hands were imprisoned by it, and then his waist was lifted vigorously by one hand, sending him upwards.

The huge thrust made the back feel infinitely tearing and hot.

"No, Lie, bastard...don't!" His hands kept trying to grab the black figure that was getting further and further away from him, but what he caught was cold wind and biting cold fog every time.

After a "bang", the increasingly blurred black figure quickly fell down along with countless shattered ice blocks, and disappeared like dust in the blink of an eye.