The daily routine of being tricked by the scheming protagonist after wearing a book

Too fast, too fast.

In the fierce cold wind, Xu Wangzhi couldn't even open his eyes, but his arm was grabbed by Cheng Ying, who didn't allow him to take a half step.

Physical strength was rapidly draining, Xu Wangzhi's feet were weak and he rushed forward, but the person beside him directly pinched his waist and continued to run forward.

"Where are we going?" Xu Wangzhi asked while pulling the clothes on his shoulders.

Cheng Ying: "Leave the crowd."

Only then did Xu Wangzhi realize that just now he was afraid that the wolves would hurt the innocent people around him.

"The top of Qingming Cliff is steep, few people go there." Xu Wangzhi said.

Cheng Ying immediately understood what he meant: "Okay."

While speaking, Cheng Ying took out a small magic weapon from Jiena at the same time, and clasped it on Xu Wangzhi's wrist.

The cold wind around his ears suddenly stopped, and Xu Wangzhi looked at Cheng Ying in surprise.

"The wind-shielding bracelet, the spiritual power in it can last for a quarter of an hour." Cheng Ying explained.

There is such a good thing?Feeling that his breathing became much easier, Xu Wangzhi felt grateful: "Thank you."

Cheng Ying was a little surprised at his politeness, but it was only for a moment, and then his mood returned to calm.

The situation is critical, and now is not the time to think about such things.

Wherever the two of them passed, the three-eyed wolf led the pack and followed closely behind.

In a blink of an eye, he has chased to Qingming Cliff.

Snow did not know when it fell again.

There is no way ahead.

The three-eyed wolf raised its head and howled, and the pack of wolves behind it howled in response, and its eyes full of hostility locked onto Cheng Ying's figure.

Cheng Ying narrowed his eyes. If he read correctly, the wolf pack was much smaller than it was at the beginning.

Xu Wangzhi, who was leaning softly on the stone beside him, only realized at this moment: "Their target seems to be you."

So why drag him along to escape?

Cheng Ying took a look at his embarrassed appearance, as if he was condemning him: "It was the young master who ordered me to dig out my heart."

Xu Wangzhi: "..." Well, that's true.

Seeing Cheng Ying with the dagger in his hand, turning around to grab the wolf head, Xu Wang subconsciously took a step back and hid to the side of Fengdongshi.

He is just an ordinary person with no spiritual power, if he doesn't hide, what will happen if he accidentally hurts him in a fight.

Squatting quietly in the corner, Xu Wangzhi caught snowflakes in his hands, and suddenly remembered, where did the other guards go?

At this moment, where Xu Wangzhi could not see, the guards and hidden guards were fighting fiercely with the wolves.

If Xu Wangzhi were here, he would definitely be able to recognize that one of the dark guards with black silk on their foreheads was the one who responded to him when the Demon Cultivator stabbed him.

"Where's the young master?" Xing Jia slashed back with a sword and threw down a gray wolf guard, and asked the guard who escaped by chance.

They secretly protected them all the way, and when they saw Cheng Ying fleeing with the young city lord, they also followed, but they were intercepted by wolves halfway and lost them.

Guard: "Guard Cheng follows."

Xingjia frowned.

The hidden guards on the side were waiting for his order.

"Leave one team here to eliminate the wolves, and the other team will follow me to find the young city lord."

"Yes!"

As soon as the voice fell to the ground, everyone heard the howling of wolves resounding through the sky not far away.

Xing Jia cheered up: "In that direction, go!"

……

The white snow fell silently, the spiritual power of the wind-shielding bracelet failed, and the biting chill hit Xu Huangzhi again.

"Cheng Ying..." Xu Wangzhi clenched his cuffs, trying to save some body heat.

He called Cheng Ying, but his voice was not loud, but Cheng Ying immediately turned his head to look at the place where he was hiding.

At the same time, he also saw a gray wolf leaping up to the top of Fengdong Rock and leaning over to look at Xu Wangzhi.

"Xu Huanzhi!"

Hearing someone calling him, Xu Wang subconsciously supported the stone wall and looked out.

The sharp wind blew past his ears, he smelled an uncomfortable beast smell, and looked up in panic, but saw a gray wolf jumping out of nowhere and rushing towards him.

The instinct to survive made him dodge to the side, avoiding the mouth of the wolf, but not the sharp claws.

His shoulders were cold and painful, and his clothes were soaked in warm blood.

Xu Wang subconsciously clenched his fists, crushing the snow in his hand.

it hurts.

In the blink of an eye, Cheng Ying had already come to Xu Wangzhi's side before the gray wolf made another sneak attack. While reaching out to press the wound on his shoulder, the flying blade full of spiritual power shot out, and the gray wolf wailed and fell heavily. on the ground.

Spiritual power poured in from the wound, and Xu Wangzhi, who was almost unconscious from the pain, regained consciousness.

He was about to say something when he heard a sudden click in his ear.

The ground beneath him trembled.

The pack of wolves, who had roared and threateningly yelled at the two of them, retreated back together. Under the wolf's claws, the snow-covered mountain rocks cracked and collapsed.

The two on the edge of the cliff had no time to escape, at the moment of losing gravity, Xu Wang subconsciously grabbed the clothes on Cheng Ying's chest.

Cheng Ying looked down at him with a complicated expression. Finally, he raised his hand and locked Xu Wangzhi into his arms, protecting him with his body.

At the same time, the spiritual power in the whole body circulated rapidly, trying to control the speed of the fall.

Amidst the whistling wind, Xu Wangzhi took out a water-colored glazed bead from his pocket with difficulty in his arms.

"Don't let me go!"

After finishing speaking, Xu Wangzhi crushed the pearl in his hand.

Among the falling rubble, the figures of the two disappeared out of thin air.

The next moment, a huge splash was splashed from the clear pool at the bottom of the cliff, and it was Cheng Ying who fell into the water with Xu Wangzhi in his arms.

After a few breaths, rocks fell down, and pits of different depths were smashed on both sides of the deep pool.

Seriously injured and falling into the water, Xu Wangzhi finally couldn't bear it and passed out.

When he woke up again, he opened his eyes and saw the starry night sky, and heard the sound of burning branches.

He turned his head to look at the source of the sound, and the firelight reflected on Cheng Ying's face, making his green eyes much darker than usual.

"...Where is this place?" Xu Wangzhi wanted to support himself, but found that he couldn't even lift his hands.

Seeing him wake up, Cheng Ying got up and walked to sit beside him.

"Don't move, you have a fever."

While speaking, he stuffed something into Xu Wangzhi's hand.

Feeling the warmth in his hands, Xu Wangzhi guessed that it was Mrs. Tang, and became a little more sober.

He was covered with Cheng Ying's robe, and his body was dry and warm. Cheng Ying probably dried it for him with spiritual power.

"Where is this place?" Xu Wangzhi asked again.

Cheng Ying: "At the bottom of Qingming Mountain."

Although it was night, with the light of fire and stars, Xu Wangzhi could also feel that this place was different from the winter and snow season outside.

"But the season here is like spring, and the vegetation is luxuriant, so there must be something strange. I will go to find the way to the mountain after dawn." Cheng Ying explained.

Xu Wangzhi coughed twice, and replied weakly: "...OK."

Seeing that he seemed to be about to fall into a coma again, Cheng Ying pursed his lower lip, took out a medicine from Jie Na, and fed him while he was still awake, then reached out and put his palm against his chest, urging him to move. Spiritual power.

In his sleep, Xu Huanzhi, who was originally trapped in an extremely cold place, watched the ice and snow around him melt, and the grass grow and grow. He slowly raised his face and took a deep breath. Keep showing a pleasant smile.

I don't know how long it took, the sky was bright, Xu Wangzhiwo rolled over/body in the wide robe, struggled for a while, and finally sat up.

But he found himself in a strange cave, with warm and dry dry grass under his body, and there was no other figure in sight.

Where is this again?What about Cheng Ying?