Don't be a scumbag

The violent and violent wind swept over everything, and the sky and the earth were dark. The speed of the storm was very fast, and the destructive power was even more powerful.But on the endless plain, there was no place to temporarily hide.When the gust of wind was getting closer, Song Que made a judgment immediately. He pulled out his waist knife and plunged it into a huge rock.That knife was something he comprehended when he was on the verge of death. It seemed simple, but actually contained the essence of Song Que's martial arts.

The huge rock buried deep in the ground seemed to be melted, and the blade seemed to be embedded easily, without a single crack in other places.At the same time, Song Que embraced Leng Bingbing in his arms, holding him desperately.In just one move, the two were overtaken by the storm.Bingbing was blown by the wind and sand and closed his eyes, only feeling like a small grass fluttering in the wind, swinging back and forth.But no matter how long it takes, Song Que has no intention of letting go.

With a muffled snort, he was hit on the back by an object the size of a fist.If it is normal, naturally there is no feeling.But here, the power of the high-speed rotation was concentrated on it, increasing exponentially, and the cold mouth suddenly smelled of blood.Song Que seemed to have noticed something, and he didn't care about men and women, so he tried his best to press his whole body on Leng Bingbing's body to block the impact of foreign objects.

Gradually, the storm left, she breathed a sigh of relief, and slowly opened her eyes, but the thick loess on her face forced her to close them quickly.Pushing away the heavy objects on his body, he first patted off the dust on his face, and then looked at the new world stupidly.

Her own sense of direction is not very good, and now she can't tell east, west, north and south even more.The vegetation that was originally sparse is now covered by yellow sand.The food and water they carried before had not been thrown away in the process of fleeing for their lives.

Song Que woke up from his stupor. He didn't care about other things. He first pulled out the waist knife embedded in the crevice of the rock, wiped it carefully and put it away, and then patted the dust off his body.Originally a handsome boy, he turned into a dusty appearance.

"Qinghui, is your injury serious?" Song Que didn't care much about his appearance, but he was still a little embarrassed by his appearance, although he was not much better than him.

"It's okay." Leng Bingbing was really annoyed in her heart. The image of a fairy she had established before was completely ruined. What is the difference between her and a crazy woman now.If she had known it would be like this, she would never have run so far away. Song Que wouldn't despise her because of it, what should I do if I can't complete the task?

Song Que didn't know what Leng Bingbing was upset about, so he could only pat the other person on the head comfortingly, and said, "Don't worry, we have even broken through the storm, and we will definitely be able to return to the Central Plains, trust me." After finishing speaking, he said Very naturally, he took the cold hand and walked towards the east.

The days without food and water were very painful. In addition, the temperature difference between day and night was very large, and the two of them were injured to some extent, which made it even harder.Looking at Song Que's straight back in front of him coldly, it will never bend like a pine and cypress.

"I remembered, we can use your knife to condense the water vapor, so that there is water to drink." Leng Bingbing recalled the plot in the TV series, also in the border, there is no water, and there is a big temperature difference between day and night.It's bearable without food, but terrible without water.The night was getting darker and darker, the temperature dropped rapidly, and the coldness had already begun to chatter the teeth.Although they had fire pockets, they had no wood to burn, so they could only sit on the ground.

Song Que coughed lightly, and at this time, Leng Bingbing also coughed, choking Song Que's words in his throat.He said coldly and dryly: "My throat feels uncomfortable." After speaking, my throat moved, and my throat seemed to be rusted.

"Let me see." Song Que frowned and ordered directly.

"No, I'm a doctor myself, there's nothing wrong with it." Leng Bingbing shook her head violently, wanting to cry, but could she keep some image.

Song Que has always been a man of one word and one word. With lightning speed, he pinches his cold chin and observes by the moonlight. "As the saying goes, healers don't heal themselves, so let me see for peace of mind. Open your mouth wider, or you won't be able to see inside." Hearing Song Que's words, he opened his mouth coldly like a hippopotamus.She had a premonition that this mission might fail.She didn't wash up, and her mouth was still bloodshot. This was really her worst failure.

Song Que said slowly: "The tongue is a little red and swollen, probably caused by the fire and typhoid fever. Unfortunately, there are no medicinal materials here. We'll see a doctor when we get back to the city." Leng Bingbing lowered his head and let out a weak hum, sucking for a while. nose.At this moment, she felt a tinge of warmth. It turned out that Song Que had put the outer shirt on her body.

"I've never been so embarrassed before, isn't it ugly?" He asked coldly and pitifully, with his current appearance, he looked like a little milk cat living on the street.She thought about her current state, so she could only pretend to be pitiful to save a little.

"The nose is still the same nose, the eyes are the same eyes, and the appearance has not changed, so how can you talk about becoming ugly?" Song Que said flatly, "Stop talking, let your throat rest, according to the method you said, there will be water in a while drank."

At this time, as the male lead, shouldn't you hug her and say, you have always been the most beautiful in my eyes? !I cry in my heart coldly.Fortunately, she was an optimistic person, and after coughing a few times, she couldn't care about Song Que.The feeling of being sick is really uncomfortable, and I have to blow the wind here to catch the cold.

Song Que hesitated for a long time, but still hugged Leng Bingbing in his arms.Facing the surprised look in the other party's eyes, he explained uncomfortably: "I'm only worried that your illness will get worse and it will delay the schedule."

Leng Bingbing turned his eyeballs and twisted back and forth pretending to be uncomfortable.Then Song Que was suppressed, his voice was hoarse and dangerous: "Don't move around, just sleep."

"Oh." Leng Bingbing sat down obediently. It is very rare for Liu Xiahui to sit still in her arms, that's why it was chanted.She felt the hard and hot place, smiled sullenly and slyly, and gradually fell asleep.Poor Song Que couldn't solve it by himself, he had to rely on perseverance to suppress the burning in his heart, but holding the little guy in his arms was simply torture.For the first time, Song Que, who has always been wise and powerful, felt that he seemed to have made a wrong decision.

With water, two people should last a long time.But Song Que gave most of the water to Leng Bingbing, and he just dipped his lips in a pretend manner.No matter how Leng Bingbing refused, Song Que still insisted on going his own way.His movements became more and more sluggish, his lips were chapped and peeled.

"Brother Song?" Leng Bingbing was almost bent over, Song Que was in a daze, half leaning on her body. "Hey, Song Que, wake up, if you fail, what should I do?"

Coldly let him lie flat on the ground, patted his cheek, feeling a little anxious.At this moment, a lizard rushed out, and she grabbed it quickly with her eyes and hands.It should be non-poisonous. After identifying it coldly for a long time, he decisively stuffed it into Song Que's mouth.

Song Que rested for a while, and his strength came back. He wondered, "What did you stuff me just now? Why do I feel something weird in my mouth." Leng Bingbing turned his head guiltily.

Fortunately, the two of them walked for half a day, and they saw people. Those people were hospitable, and extended a sympathetic hand to these two obvious victims.Especially when they heard that Song Que and the others escaped from the storm, they all admired Song Que and praised Song Que in their unproficient Chinese.

He was cold and disheveled, with a low sense of presence. He didn't show his true colors until he arrived at an oasis and took a good wash. Just like that, those people were stunned.Those Gentiles didn't have any twists and turns. Seeing Leng Bingbing's good looks, they wanted to beg them to be their daughter-in-laws.

"She's my fiancée." Song Que's words were really shocking, not only shocked those foreigners, but also shocked the coldness.

"Hey, you two are so good-looking, I thought you were brother and sister." The man looked at him coldly with regret, since he couldn't get married back home, he could only watch a few more times now to feast his eyes.But they are also very straightforward, even if they are rejected.

"Haha, this is called husband and wife." Song Que raised his eyebrows and looked extremely proud.

The author has something to say: I wanted to write that Song Que cut his wrists and fed blood to the heroine, but later I thought it was too bloody, so I gave up.Haha, but Song is doing pretty well~