After taking the medicine, Wen Zhi's first reaction was to cover his mouth and run out. After retching outside the cave, he rushed to the pool and quickly rinsed his mouth with water. It took him a long time to regain his composure.
Her stomach was rumbling. She hadn't eaten a grain of rice since yesterday. She was so hungry that her stomach ached. Even if she didn't eat, Rong Jiuhe had to eat something even if she was injured.
She couldn't catch anything swimming in the water.
What grows on the trees is out of her reach.
She couldn't catch up with those running on the ground.
Wen Zhi dove into the haystack. When he came out, he was holding a head full of weeds. Looking at the back of the rabbit running away, he stamped his feet angrily, gritted his teeth and continued to chase forward.
But her knees are bad, let alone catching rabbits, she can't even catch up with the cat...
Suddenly, the rabbit in front seemed to suddenly... stop moving?
Wen Zhi limped forward, looking down at the rabbit at his feet, and lightly kicked it with his toes.
Not moving?
bend over.
Do not move.
Pick it up by its ears.
Only then did Wen Zhi realize that the rabbit's throat had been pierced by a wooden thorn that didn't know where it came from for some unknown reason. The blood had already soaked its belly, and it was so bright red that she was so shocked that she dropped the rabbit and ran away.
My mind is filled with images of Rong Jiuhe peeling off skin with his bare hands...
But before she could take two steps, she stopped again.
Rong Jiuhe was still unconscious. If he didn't replenish his food in time, what if something happened to him?
Wen Zhi shook his hands, turned his head away, and carried the rabbit back.
not far away.
A woman held a sword in her arms and turned to look at someone who looked slightly embarrassed, "Sir, the little girl is a bit timid!"
Someone turned his head suspiciously, his eyes cold.
"Hey, just kidding after all." The woman quickly apologized, "This is called being reserved!"
Seeing that her father didn't speak, the woman said again, "Ding Mao ran away early. Our people are chasing him, but we don't dare to really touch him. We can only look for him carefully to avoid making a big fuss and alerting the people above." Help the old bastard.”
"Also, the thing in Wen Linfeng's hand is fake. I don't know if he really doesn't have it, or..."
At this point, she paused.
"Wen Linfeng will not risk Wen Zhi's life."
When the sound falls, people disappear without a trace.
The woman frowned slightly and shook her head in disgust.
When Wen Zhi went back, Rong Jiuhe had already woken up and was sitting on the edge of the stone, looking at her intently.
The rabbit fell to the ground with a clatter, and Wen Zhi took a breath, "You, are you awake?"
"Little A'zhi is so talented, can he even catch a rabbit?" Rong Jiuhe waved, "Come here."
Wen Zhi cautiously moved forward, always keeping a safe distance from him.
"Brother, are you feeling better?"
Rong Jiuhe looked at her like this, feeling unhappy all over his body, his eyes sharp, "You can't see for yourself whether I'm okay or not?"
Wen Zhi: "..."
When he was unconscious, she had the courage to look at him, but now that he was staring, how could she dare to look at him?
I'm afraid it's too late for him!
"Come here!" Rong Jiuhe half-squinted his eyes.
Wen Zhi looked at the bright green on the corners of his lips, fearing that he would settle the scores later, so he moved forward again. Unexpectedly, his wrists tightened, and he was suddenly pulled towards him.
With a groan of pain, Rong Jiuhe's complexion instantly turned green. He lowered his eyebrows and looked at the person in his arms who was getting up hurriedly. Even his voice changed, "Where are you touching?"
Wen Zhi: "??"
"It's... terrible." He gritted his teeth and stared at her fiercely.
