In the end... how long has passed...
Fu Yunge wanted to open his eyes, but his eyelids were so heavy that they seemed to weigh heavily. The body was also stiff and numb, especially the back, where there was a faint painful irritation.
Then, as his senses gradually became clearer, he smelled a familiar and refreshing scent around him.
"It's... Tumi..."
He licked his teeth and moved his lips with some difficulty. Tumi was lost in thought when he suddenly heard his movement and came over.
"Hey, are you awake?" She approached Fu Yunge's face with great concern, and her voice was a little wet with joy.
Her hanging hair was tangled in front of Fu Yunge's nose, making him feel itchy. His stiff body trembled a few times, and he suddenly turned his head to the other side, his neck suddenly trembled: "Sneeze!"
There was no dug hole on the other side, so his sneeze suddenly caused soft sand to fly all over the ground. At the same time, a lot of it flew into his nose, causing him great pain.
When Tumi saw this, he quickly jumped to the other side and went to the river to grab a handful of water and wash Fu Yunge's face.
After doing this, Fu Yunge finally woke up.
He wiped his dripping chin and slowly sat up. Tumi sat down beside him, leaning against him a little tiredly and lowering his head.
Tumi had just wiped the herbs off his back, and the wounds had all healed. It just looks a bit green and looks like a big bitter melon from behind.
Fu Yunge looked at the situation in front of him and probably understood the current situation. After listening to Tumi's story for a while, he became more aware of the current difficulties.
After hearing what Tumi said about the good and helpful person, Fu Yunge felt the meridians of his body and could feel a flow of water vapor. This kind of smell is quite familiar, and it can be found nearby... I'm afraid there is only one person.
"He is... Jiuche Xiaoying's flag envoy, Chedi heard the sound." Fu Yunge closed his eyes slightly and said.
Tumi was undoubtedly very surprised when he heard this judgment: "Jiuche Xiaoying? He, is he a bad person?!"
But Fu Yunge shook his head hesitantly: "No... I can't see through him. And we only have a one-time relationship, but his feeling doesn't have the flavor of 'Jiuche Xiaoying' like Yingku or Jiuchongquan." ."
"What is the flavor of Jiuche Xiaoying?" Tumi stuck out his tongue, "By the way, are you hungry? I have been here to protect you, and my stomach is going to be starved."
Fu Yunge felt extremely hungry after hearing her mention it. After all, the two of them haven't eaten since last night and are still exhausted. It's time to eat something.
He stood up slowly, grabbed the Piaomiao Sword pressed under his calf, and stood up slowly: "Let's go and have a look. If we are lucky, we can catch some game."
Tumi also became happy, his eyes glowing, and he followed Fu Yunge towards the woods.
The sky quickly became dark. The cries of returning birds could be heard from time to time in the woods, and the blood mist seemed to have lost its bright red color. As dusk faded away, the surrounding area was quickly enveloped in darkness.
In the deep forest, a bonfire slowly rose. Like stars on the ground, rolling up a little hazy smoke.
In early autumn, there are already new dead branches in the mountain forest, and it won't take long to accumulate a small pile. A simple wooden frame was set up on it, and two unlucky gray rabbits were hung on it for smoking and roasting. They were already somewhat cooked at this moment.
The fat of the rabbit meat dripped on the pine wood, making a low "squeaking" sound, emitting a slow light smoke, and the fragrance was fragrant. Fu Yunge turned the grilled parts from time to time and looked salivating.
Tumi was not idle while waiting for the meat, sewing a new mask on the side. After all, there are endless dangers in the blood mist, so it is better to be on guard.
Fu Yunge's top was transformed into a close-fitting but complete single garment after Tumi's transformation. Although the look is a bit funny, she doesn't want to continue wearing a backless dress.
In order to make masks and sew clothes, Tumi's long and fluttering sleeves have been transformed into very narrow sleeves.
Fu Yunge watched from the side and felt warm in his heart.
"How's it going? When can we eat it?" Tumi saw him glancing at her, blushed and asked casually.
"Ah, it's almost done." Fu Yunge quickly turned his head and then turned the stick inserted into his flesh.
Both of them were a little embarrassed. Although we are grateful to each other, we are embarrassed to say it out loud. Coupled with all the previous emotions, it was even more embarrassing to be alone now.
Fu Yunge sighed softly and gently picked off two large skewers of rabbit meat. He blew on it and handed Tumi a bunch: "Here, that's it. Eat it while it's hot."
Just as Tumi finished the work in hand, he raised two new masks and waved them in front of Fu Yunge's face: "Look, look, it's done."
Fu Yunge also took the mask from her, Tumi took the rabbit meat, grabbed both ends of the stick and took a bite expectantly.
"How does it taste?" Fu Yunge turned around and asked.
Tumi thought for a while: "It's roasted just right, but there is no seasoning..."
Fu Yunge laughed: "Do you think this is an outing? Do you want to bring a pot to make soup next time?"
Tumi also laughed, with shiny clear oil on both sides of his mouth. Fu Yunge was not polite and took his own meat skewers and took a big bite. The two of them gathered around the fire, feeling surprisingly relaxed.
After eating, Tumi had been busy all day and soon yawned. Fu Yunge didn't wake up until the afternoon and didn't feel sleepy. He let Tumi sleep first, while he stood guard and thought about what to do next.
After going through so many twists and turns, the two have become extremely close. Tumi didn't think much about it. He put some dead grass on his bed and lay down lazily with his clothes on. Soon he fell asleep.
Fu Yunge leaned beside her, staring at the bright fire.
Tumi's low breathing sounded very clear to him. There was also the sound of burning firewood and the occasional chirping of wild birds in the distance, all of which echoed in his ears for a long time.
Tumi's newly made mask hung on his face, and the smell of undried herbs kept assaulting his sense of smell.
The Misty Sword is beside you, and its blade is still bright. But now he felt unusually confused. The situation has suddenly deteriorated from being stable at the beginning, and now even gathering is extremely dangerous.
After the arrival of the shadow master, Jiuche Xiaoying's style immediately became extremely decisive.
Or rather, Jiuche Xiaoying's previous preparations were to welcome their shadow master into the world?
Fu Yunge doesn't have time to clarify the cause-and-effect relationship now. No matter what changes are happening in Jiuche Xiaoying, he must first think about how he should deal with them.
Glancing at Tumi beside him, he felt relieved.
Although the righteous path was shattered by the impact, its vitality was only scattered and was not completely defeated. Senior Lang Chenyan's life and death are uncertain, and Master and the others don't know what's going on. If everything goes well, they still have hope.
