She didn't dare to touch the arrow behind Shen Lang's back, because it was located on his left shoulder blade, and the other end of the arrow was his heart.
I don't know if it was a secondary trauma when he fell off the cliff, but the arrow was broken and only half of it was left, and it once penetrated his body diagonally.
This arrow... is not easy to get.
However, if you don’t take it——
Liu Yingying forced herself not to think about it anymore.
At the moment, the corner of the other person's mouth was dry. Liu Yingying took a deep breath, moistened the other person's lips with some dew on her fingertips, and then carefully raised the leaf bowl to feed him water.
However, the water fell directly from the corner of his mouth.
Can't feed it at all.
She collected these dews for a long time, and every drop was extremely precious.
Most of it was wasted in the blink of an eye.
In the end, Liu Yingying pursed her lips and slowly took the water into her mouth, then slowly moved forward and pressed it against her thin lips.
Lips, colder than ever before.
Lips tightly closed.
Liu Yingying slowly closed her eyes, pried open the thin lips, and then poured the dew in her mouth into the thin lips bit by bit.
Then, he quickly looked down.
I saw that the dry corner of my mouth gradually became moist.
Drink in.
Liu Yingying's heart suddenly relaxed, and then she followed the law, took another sip and slowly passed it in, and finished it in one sip. Just when she was about to let go, she didn't expect that the cold and dry lips suddenly seemed to come to life, like It was a fish that was short of water and took the initiative to chase it all the way up. At one time, it bit hard, licked it, held her lips in its mouth and desperately asked for it, and sucked it over.
Liu Yingying was stunned and kept dodging until she let out a whimpering sound.
Finally, there was a sudden relaxation on the lips, followed by a touch of cold forehead, and a hard touch on Liu Yingying's forehead.
The cold breath hit her face.
Then, a big palm came up against her neck, holding her neck with one hand, and then held her face up.
Liu Yingying was stunned and raised her head, only to see that Shen Lang opened his eyes at some point and woke up. His eyes were so dark and scary that he stared at her, motionless.
Seeing these eyes, looking at this face that suddenly came to life, for some reason, Liu Yingying's heart was suddenly shocked, the tip of her nose felt sour for no reason, her eyes turned red, and she suddenly rushed towards her and held her tight. He hugged the body in front of him.
Chapter 127
Liu Yingying has always been a decent person. She has been in the romantic field for many years and knows that tears represent weakness. In such a place that eats people without spitting out bones, it can never solve any problems.
She rarely cried. She never cried when she was bullied in a brothel when she was young. She never cried when she was "abandoned" by her father and uncle when she returned to the Liu family. She didn't even cry when a killer put a sword to her neck. I have never cried before, but now my eyes suddenly started to heat up for some reason.
As long as she could remember, she had spent time in a brothel. The girls in the flower house were deceitful and deceitful, and the men were lustful and lewd, cheating and cheating. No one really made friends with each other. After living for fifteen years, the only thing that made her It was only one Wu who experienced a moment of tenderness.
That day she thought that when she was in danger, there would be no one else in the world who would be willing to sacrifice her life to save her, but Wu did not expect that Shen Lang would actually appear.
Shen Lang's rescue was unexpected by her.
After all, this group of people came for him, and she was far from important enough to put him in danger. However, he just showed up. Not only did he come, he also blocked an arrow for her. , and eventually ended up falling off a cliff with her, fearing that their heads would be missing.
Before she died, Liu Yingying regretted very much for putting herself in such a dangerous situation. At the same time, she thought, he must also regret it.
The moment she woke up, she didn't know why she became frightened and panicked. She only knew that she was afraid of his death. Perhaps it was because she was in a completely unfamiliar place after waking up. It was due to the fear of the unknown world. Or perhaps it was due to her guilt for having implicated the other party, or some other reason. In short, at the moment when Shen Lang was motionless and lifeless, Liu Yingying really felt a trace of panic.
Until this moment, although the body in my arms was still frighteningly cold, it was still so upright and strong. Holding it tightly, I felt relieved for a moment.
At the same time, I don’t know why, but the emotion I had been holding on to was strangely out of control at this moment.
Liu Yingying hugged the figure tightly, biting her lips, and her warm but silent tears fell into the cold chest.
"Why are you crying? Huh?"
Until I don't know how much time passed, a low and weak voice rang above the head. After a moment, a broad and powerful palm caressed the back of Liu Yingying's head, and patted her gently on the back of the head, as if to comfort her. Not long after, he pressed her head heavily on his chest and said in a low voice: "Don't worry, I won't die..."
Shen Lang's voice was very low, with a hint of hoarseness if you listened carefully. The voice was full of weakness that could not be hidden, and a pause that was easily unnoticeable.
Liu Yingying was suddenly stunned, and then she realized her gaffe.
He immediately got up from the other party's arms.
As soon as he raised his head, he met those cold and dark phoenix eyes.
At this moment, Shen Lang was looking at her intently with his head lowered. I wonder if it was because he was too weak and his face was too pale, which made his eyes completely dark and compelling.
At this moment, the firewood was burning behind him.
Scarlet flames reflected in his eyes, and there seemed to be a thick flame burning in the dark pupils.
I just feel a little hot and strong.
The moment she touched that gaze, Liu Yingying lowered her head and quickly avoided that scorching gaze.
However, the next moment, his chin was pinched tightly, and then his face was slowly lifted up again.
Shen Lang pinched her chin, held her face again, and looked at her face to face. After a while, he pursed his lips slightly and raised his fingers to wipe her face gently. He went over and gently wiped the tears on her face.
The rough fingertips gently rubbed against her delicate skin, only slightly itching.
The other person was staring at her intently at this moment.
Under the gaze of such a pair of eyes, Liu Yingying's face gradually heated up, and she felt a little embarrassed, and a little... not used to it, and more of a feeling of discomfort.
Although the two of them had already had a skin-to-skin kiss, however, as hot as the bed was, they felt unfamiliar after getting down.
Never have we been so close and tender as now.
Obviously, Shen Lang is not a gentle and outgoing character. He has always been strict and cold in his dealings with others, like a flower on a high mountain. He has never been to the altar. However, at this moment, he is unprecedentedly focused and gentle, like the first It was like stepping down from the altar for the first time.
At such a fork in life and death, the slight nudges made Liu Yingying's heart tremble slightly.
The world seemed to stand still at this moment.
It wasn't until an unknown amount of time passed that Liu Yingying's eyelashes trembled slightly and she suddenly asked, "Why did you save me?"
Liu Yingying bit her lip and murmured.
The finger that touched the end of her eye paused for a moment. After a moment, it curved slightly and continued to scratch towards the end of her eye with that rough and strong finger, until the last touch remaining at the end of her eye was removed. After wiping away the tears, Shen Lang slowly retracted his hand, and then stared at Liu Yingying's embarrassed and messy face. After a while, he slightly twitched the corner of his mouth and said, "What's so strange about a woman who saves herself?"
Shen Lang said calmly.
His tone was calm and ordinary, as if he was talking about an ordinary thing.
However, as soon as she finished speaking, Liu Yingying looked stunned. Hearing such words from Shen Lang's mouth was no less astonishing than when she heard those elegant white-faced scholars in the brothel say dirty jokes. , it is no less terrifying than seeing some thick and rough men with orchid fingers raised and eyebrows directed at the girls in the flower house, calling each one "sister" delicately.
Why do I listen to it, why do I feel that there is a slight violation.
It just felt like what he said was being teased by a virtuous woman.
After Liu Yingying was stunned for a moment, her face suddenly swelled, she bit her lips and said in a low voice, "Who is your woman?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the corners of Shen Lang's mouth on the opposite side were slightly raised. After a while, his hand was slightly raised, as if he wanted to continue to pinch her chin, so that he could lift her face up again and look at her face and her eyebrows. , look at her expression.
Unexpectedly, when his hand was halfway up, his eyebrows suddenly frowned. After a long time, it slowly dropped down. His eyes moved and fell on Liu Yingying's body. He looked up and down and asked in a low voice: "Can you?" Are you injured?"
Almost as soon as he used the last bit of energy to ask these words, Shen Lang coughed suddenly, turned his face away in an instant, and spit out a mouthful of blood.
Shen Lang's sudden movement came without any warning, and Liu Yingying was instantly startled.
He woke up and let her breathe a sigh of relief.
His tone was too calm, as if nothing serious happened.
He took his last breath to comfort her.
Until this mouthful of blood completely brought Liu Yingying back to reality.
Liu Yingying suddenly panicked again, and then belatedly remembered how serious the injury on his body was.
He immediately held up Shen Lang's face, only to see that his face was already bloodless and white, almost transparent, as if all the blood in his body had been drained away.
The blood from the corner of his mouth flowed all the way down his chin, and finally disappeared into the black skirt.
Liu Yingying almost trembled and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with her sleeves, and asked in a panic: "What's going on? Is it serious?"
Then he said: "But...but where did it fall?"
Liu Yingying's tone was a little incoherent. When Shen Lang didn't wake up just now, she was clearly in order. She didn't want his awakening to disturb her mind. For a long, long time, Liu Yingying held Shen Lang's face and forced herself to gather her last energy. He just gritted his teeth and said word by word: "You... don't speak for now. I'll help you check your wounds first."
Liu Yingying forced herself to calm down bit by bit.
Shen Lang slowly closed his eyes, swallowed a mouthful of blood that surged out of his throat again, nodded lightly to Liu Yingying, and said, "Yes."
Liu Yingying took a deep breath, stood up, knelt in front of Shen Lang, and slowly moved forward to untie his collar.
The arrow on the back is still stuck tightly, and it cannot be touched at all.
To be careful not to touch the injury on her back when taking off her clothes, Liu Yingying concentrated all her body and mind and carefully untied the piece of clothing.
The moment he opened the black skirt, he saw that the white lining inside had been dyed bright red, turning it into a red dress.
Liu Yingying once took a breath.
Isn't the wound on the back? Why is it that the front is stained red?
This bright red thorn made Liu Yingying feel dizzy, and for a time she could only barely open her eyes.
His fingers kept trembling, until he opened up the red-stained inner clothes, and then he saw that the arrow had penetrated his whole body, shot directly from the back to the chest, and the tip of the arrow broke through the bulging muscles and popped out... Comes with a slight tip.
Seeing this wound, Liu Yingying's face lost all color for a while.
And when she carefully used a dagger to cut through his robe, trying to take off all his robes, she saw Shen Lang's right hand hanging there motionless, without any cooperation.
Until Liu Yingying cautiously took his hand, but the moment she touched it, half of his body trembled slightly.
Liu Yingying was stunned, suddenly raised her head and looked at Shen Lang and said: "Your hand——"
Before she could speak, Liu Yingying tightly covered her mouth and nose.
Only then did he realize that his entire right arm could not move at all, and then he realized that he had used his left hand to hold her and wipe her tears.
At first, Liu Yingying thought it was because of the injury on the back of his shoulder, but the next moment she suddenly remembered that the arrow in Shen Lang's back was on the left side, but it was his left hand that he moved just now.
