late snow

into the night.

Sitting by the fire, Ji Huai looked at the dancing flames for a while, then at Zhan Hua with his eyes closed for rest, and sighed silently.

"Is there something on me?" He asked suddenly.

Zhan Hua slowly opened his eyes and looked at him, without any warmth in his eyes.

Ji Huai didn't look at him, his eyes reflected fire, he smiled and said: "Could it be true that it's the same as what is written in the scriptures, what treasure map do I have on me? Whoever has it will lead to death?"

Zhan Hua just looked at him silently.

Ji Huai frowned, and said in a low voice: "That's why my mother and the others threw me out so impatiently."

Zhan Hua closed his eyes again.

Ji Huai smiled and said: "The prosperity of the world is all for profit, and the chaos of the world is for profit. I understand what the old master taught me."

Zhan Hua thought he was noisy, so he didn't open his eyes, "That's how it is."

"What about you, brother Zhanhua?" Ji Huai picked up a stick and threw it into the fire, "You and I just met by chance, why did you risk your life to save me?"

Zhan Hua didn't even move his eyelids, and said calmly, "If you want to save, then you can."

Ji Huai laughed loudly, "I just said this to you, I recognize you brother!"

The corner of Zhan Hua's mouth twitched, he raised his eyelids to look at him, and asked calmly, "What if I have other plans?"

Ji Huai got stuck when he heard this, and then smiled heartlessly: "Then you just ask me to give it to you. You have saved my life several times."

The corner of Zhan Hua's mouth outlined a slight arc.

The fire was gradually extinguished, and the ashes were still emitting warmth, but Ji Huai had already fallen asleep unconsciously.

Although he was exhausted and embarrassed after running around all day and night, Mr. Ji still slept in a very upright posture, but his brows were tightly frowned, as if there were many unhappy things in his dream.

Of course, there is nowhere to be happy in reality.

Zhan Hua got up and walked out of the cave. Nan Yu and Ming Ye, who had been waiting outside, came up to meet him.

"Master, do you want to do something?" Nan Yu asked with her head bowed.

"Not necessary for now."

Nan Yu and Ming Ye looked up at him in surprise.

"The group of people from the Wulin League have searched so hard for so long, wouldn't it be a pity if they were not allowed to fight?" Zhan Hua said, "You two go back for now."

"But the poison on your body?" Nanyu was a little worried.

"It won't be too late to explain after the play." Zhan Hua chuckled.

This smile made Nan Yu and Ming Ye shudder, both of them lowered their heads and did not dare to speak out.

"One month later, there will be a birthday banquet in Baonan County, Linzhou. You are waiting there."

"Yes."

After the two left, Zhan Hua turned around and walked a few steps into the cave, and then spat out the blood that had been suppressed in his throat, shaking his whole body.

It's not that he doesn't want to take Ji Huai's life to detoxify now, but now that he is seriously injured, it is completely impossible to hand over his life to others, even if Nan Yu and Ming Ye are loyal to him, he will Never fully trusted them.

Ji Huai is a man with a lot of life, and in this situation, he can barely survive for a few days in his hands.

In the early morning of the second day, when Ji Huai woke up, the two discussed it and decided to go all the way south and get out of this dense forest for the time being.

"Brother Zhanhua, are you really determined to go with me?" Ji Huai felt a little sorry, "You will be in danger because of me."

"I've fallen into it." Zhan Hua looked unpredictable.

Ji Huai stared at him blankly.

Zhan Hua: "..."

So he put it in a way that is easier to understand, "Yesterday, several sects saw you and me together, whether we go together or part ways, it is no different from them, and we are bound to kill them all."

It means that we are already grasshoppers on a rope.

Now Ji Huai understood, and sighed: "Isn't everyone saying that the wrong has its head and the debt has its owner? Why are people in the martial arts world so cruel and unreasonable?"

Zhan Hua was silent for a moment, "This is called unscrupulous."

"Anyway, it's not a good bird." Ji Huai said angrily: "When you come up, you will fight and kill, without even giving a reason."

Although he was indignant, Ji Huai felt a little more determined because Zhan Hua said that he wanted to go together.

Ji Huai felt ashamed, but also had a shameful joy. All the people and things turned upside down overnight. Even though he had only known Zhan Hua for a few days, he had already started to rely on him subconsciously.

Now he has no power, no power, no so-called martial arts self-defense, and what is even more frightening is that he is being chased and killed by many people with an unknown treasure in his arms. Although he says it easily, he is really afraid in his heart.

No matter how unfavorable the environment of Ji's mansion is, he is also the seventh young master of Ji's mansion, his mother is the head of Ji's family, and there are three older brothers on top of him, even if the relationship is as cold as ice, there is not a bit of dignity and dignity that should be there.

But now, he is like a fish on the chopping board, who can only be slaughtered.

Fortunately, there is Zhan Hua.

He was even more guilty because he doubted Zhan Hua for a few moments before.

Zhan Hua protected him all the way, and almost lost his life because of his injury and bleeding. He shouldn't have chilled Zhan Hua's heart like this.

Ji Huai reflected on himself all the way, and when the two of them stopped to rest in the evening, in order to take care of the injured Zhan Hua, he volunteered to pick up some firewood to start the fire.

Zhan Hua was seriously injured. Hearing this, he only nodded his head slightly, but he was still a little worried and said, "Don't go too far."

Ji Huai only thought that he cared about him, and showed him a gentle smile, "Don't worry."

Zhan Hua looked at Ji Huai's leaving back with a strange expression.

He never cared about other people's appearance. In Zhan Hua's eyes, martial arts, power, and even money are far more useful than that skin.

But just now when Ji Huai smiled at him, the appearance of the young man made him pause for breath.

Ji Huai was really good-looking, gentle and gentle like jade but still a gentleman, which really didn't match his dandy style.

But it doesn't matter if he wants Ji Huai's life, when Ji Huai becomes his medicine guide, no matter how good-looking she is, she won't be left in the world.

Zhan Hua thought ruthlessly.

Maybe because he is so stupid, he can be spared, and he can die more happily.

Zhan Hua felt merciful and softened his heart once.

Ji Huai didn't know what horrible and bloody things his companion was thinking. He tucked some tattered clothes around his waist to pick up firewood. As the sky was getting dark, he didn't dare to go far, just picked up nearby.

However, this is also a hard job for the pampered young master. In the past, when he was holding a pen and flipping through the book, his hands were scratched by thorns on the wood, and the blood blisters on the soles of his feet were also on the ground as he walked. Pain, dizziness and nausea came together. He shook his body and supported the tree next to him. After a while, he bent down to pick up firewood.

He had previously been heartbroken because of being abandoned by his mother, but that was only temporary. Now that Zhanhua said he would protect him, his heart that had been frozen by others warmed up again.

He must take good care of Zhan Hua and repay Zhan Hua for saving his life.

After collecting the firewood with great difficulty, he walked back to the place where they rested while holding the firewood.

Zhan Hua, who was recovering from his wounds, opened his eyes and saw that the young master had been busy for a long time picking up a small bundle of firewood, which would burn for half the night at most.

But it wasn't him who was so cold around, so he didn't speak again.

Ji Huai squatted on the ground to light firewood, but he didn't catch fire for a long time.

Zhan Hua opened his eyelids and glanced at him, speechless for a while, "use hay to fuel the fire."

Ji Huai kept looking for hay.

After working for a long time, the fire was finally lit. Ji Huai sat by the fire and wanted to have a few words with Zhan Hua, but found that he was resting with his eyes closed, maybe he was healing his wounds, so he didn't dare to disturb him, staring at the jumping To keep the fire moving, add some firewood from time to time.

His vision became more and more blurred, and his eyes gradually couldn't open and close.

Zhan Hua was healing his wounds when he suddenly felt his shoulders sink, and there was a sharp pain from the wound.

He had no choice but to open his eyes, and saw Ji Huai's head resting on his shoulder, sleeping deeply, the pampered young master's skin was as white as jade, and the flickering fire reflected on his face, making the already gentle facial features even more beautiful A few points.

The eyelashes are very long, the nose is very straight, and the lip color is a little pale...

Zhan Hua suddenly came back to his senses, and looked at Ji Huai with strong killing intent.

disturbing.

There is more than enough to die.

He raised his hand and slowly grabbed Ji Huai's neck.

In fact, it doesn't need to be complicated. Dried blood first can also detoxify. As for other benefits, it doesn't matter.

Thinking like this, Zhan Hua increased the strength of his subordinates.

He only needed five minutes of strength to break Ji Huai's neck, saving a lot of trouble.

The temperature of Ji Huai's neck came from the palm, and he could even feel the beating of Ji Huai's pulse under the skin.

Then his hand was grabbed by another warm hand.

Zhan Hua stared at Ji Huai, thinking he was awake.

However, Ji Huai just grabbed his with one hand and rubbed it on his chin. Maybe he felt that it was not warm enough, so he leaned into his arms.

Zhan Hua froze all over.

The firewood picked up was finally burned out, only sporadic fires remained, and finally the surroundings fell into darkness.

Zhan Hua stared at the pile of ashes gloomyly, reaching out to push the person in his arms out.

No push.

Ji Huai dreamed that when he was a child, his mother gave him a cloak in winter, it was soft and warm, and it was very cold around him, so he put on the cloak and held it in his arms, finally warming up a bit.

His twin brother wanted to grab it, but he hugged him tightly, refusing to give it to him.

warm.

He won't let go.

Zhan Hua was hugged tightly by his waist, his face almost turned black.

But at this time, the poison on his body was about to explode, and he didn't have any strength in his body, so he could only let him hug him.

Ji Huai rested on his neck, warm breath on his neck and face, which successfully made Zhan Hua's face darker.

well.

well.

Zhan Hua took a deep breath, trying to maintain a calm mood, so that the poison in the body would not attack so quickly, and slowly closed his eyes.

Then he found that this time the poisonous attack was not as fierce as before, the piercing pain had gone by three or four points, and even these three or four points made him feel better.

Now this posture does not know whether he is holding Ji Huai or Ji Huai is holding him. Although it is enough to make Zhan Hua's killing intent flourish, he has to admit——

Two people close together are warmer than one.

The author has something to say:

Zhan Hua: (one_one) is warm but killing.

Ji Huai: (*￣︶￣) Rub, warm.hug, warm.