042 There is a thief heart but no courage
Eleven must be fourteen years old, and although Marquis Pingyang usually looks like a scholar, he is tall and tall. At this time, he was unconscious, and his whole body was pressing on her, which was really heavy.
Fortunately, she has been practicing martial arts, and she is often trained to increase her limits every night, so she has stronger endurance and explosive power than ordinary people.
He was half dragged and half dragged to the door.
After listening for a while, there was silence everywhere. After confirming that there were no pursuers, he breathed a sigh of relief and put down the unconscious Marquis Pingyang. He was too tired to raise any strength.
Without taking a breath, she took out the bandages and wound medicine she carried with her from her arms, unbuttoned his clothes, and checked his injuries.
His injury had been delayed for too long, and she was afraid that if he delayed any longer, he would really bleed to death.
The moon-white shirt inside had been stained red with blood. Even Shi Yi, who was used to seeing life, death, and maiming, couldn't help but frown slightly.
Using his hands and feet as gently as possible, he unbuttoned his middle coat and exposed his chest, which was covered in blood.
His shoulders are round, his arms are thick and even, and the muscles in his chest and abdomen are slightly bulging in a sexy way. He has a strong and unassuming toned body that only martial arts practitioners can have. It is not at all like his appearance. So weak.
In the black sect, men and women sleep together, and there are also many well-developed teenagers. The eleven pairs of men are already familiar with it, but looking at the man in front of him, the one who is too strong is too strong, and the one who is too thin is too thin. Human body, face can't help but feel hot.
He laughed at himself: "I can't see that this pretty boy has a good figure."
When she mentioned the word pretty boy, she couldn't help but look at his face. In fact, she didn't know what he looked like at all, but when she saw him before, he always looked calm, elegant and elegant, and she couldn't help but I think I classified him as a pretty boy.
She was very curious about what he looked like, so she reached out and pinched the green ghost face on his face. She could see his appearance with just a slight lift.
But as she pinched the corner of the mask, she paused, hesitant.
During this moment, his long eyelashes trembled slightly and he slowly opened his eyes.
He lowered his eyes and glanced at the hand holding the mask, and raised his eyes to look at her with a half-smile, his dark eyes as calm as water, as if to say, forget what I once said? After seeing my appearance, he must become my wife, of course, if he is willing.
Eleven looked like a child caught doing bad things by an adult. He quickly retracted his hand and coughed awkwardly, "Are you awake?"
He said "hmm" and did not look away, still looking softly into her eyes.
Eleven was uncomfortable, blushing slightly, and covered it up: "I'm checking your injuries, and I want to see if there are any injuries on your face."
He said "hmm" again, but there was a smile in his eyes.
Eleven's face was burning, and he secretly cursed himself for being useless. When he got anxious, the excuses he made could be broken like this.
Why don't you just say it directly, I just want to see how you grow up. Besides, she is not interested in being his wife.
Whether you like it or not, this girl just watched it anyway, what can you do to me?
But looking into his bottomless eyes, the words were swirling around his lips and he couldn't say them out.
Turn away and look at the wound on his chest.
He was covered in blood, but what really endangered his life were the fragments of the iron arrows that finally exploded and sank deep into his body.
To save his life, these fragments must be removed from his body.
Eleven frowned, unable to think of a weapon that was so overbearing.
"If you don't want to die, don't move around." After thinking about it, he warned: "It should be very painful, so you have to endure it."
The corners of his lips raised slightly, and he smiled disapprovingly, as if he heard a joke.
Eleven felt that her worries were unnecessary. When treating Xiao Qi's injuries, she never worried that he would be afraid of pain. Perhaps in her opinion, Xiao Qi was born to be a bitch who was not afraid of pain.
Having said that, although Xiao Qi was injured from time to time during training, they were all superficial injuries.
On the left chest of Pingyang Marquis, the fragment was deeply sunk, only half a finger away from his heart. If he was not careful when removing the fragment, or he could not bear the pain, if he moved, it would be scratched into his heart and he would die instantly.
He cursed in a low voice. He was really a madman. Is it worth putting himself in this state just to get a sword?
Uncorking the bottle of hemostatic medicine, I put my fingers into his body, touched the fragment, held it firmly, and glanced at him again, seeing that he looked happy and not nervous or panicked at all. state.
She bit her teeth and quickly squeezed the fragment away from her heart, ignoring the fragment breaking new skin and flesh, and then pulled it out as quickly as possible. A large amount of blood gushes out, and she took the medicine in her hand. 'Pour all the things into the wound and hold it tightly with your hands.
His body only stiffened slightly, and then relaxed.
Eleven looked up worriedly. The blood on his lips was gone, but his expression was still as warm as the spring breeze.
Seeing her looking at him, he smiled slightly and said, "You know a lot of things."
Eleven has a flat mouth, and he is beaten in the light of swords every day. How can he not be stabbed? Healing is one of the fundamentals of saving life, so naturally he has to learn more.
"Have we known each other before?"
He didn't answer and started to look around, "Can I go out from here?"
Eleven nodded, "But we have to wait until three quarters noon." Glancing at his discolored lips, she hoped that he wouldn't have too much fever tonight, otherwise, with limited medicine at hand, it would still be difficult to ensure that he Can get out of here alive.
When the bleeding on his chest stopped, she slowly let go of the hand pressing on his wound, took out the fragments from other places, and treated the wounds one by one.
He let her toss it, just playing with the fragments taken out of the body, his eyes deep and heavy.
Eleven tore off his clean mattress, found the bamboo tube he used to draw water, dipped it in water and carefully wiped the blood on his body, "What kind of weapon is this?"
"The Gao family's blasting arrows, I didn't expect that there are still people alive in the Gao family, and they are in the Snake Country. I was careless." He looked calmly.
"Gao family?" A woman in black clothes hidden in the forest appeared in Eleven's mind.
"It's okay not to mention these little things." He threw the fragments aside.
People were threatening his life, but he actually said it was a small matter. I don't know what is a big deal to him.
Eleven glanced at him, then another. This man was either outrageously arrogant or really a lunatic.
He looked back at her as if nothing had happened, calmly and peacefully, "Why do you want to save me?" It was as easy as abnormal for her to kill him now.
Eleven was silent for a while, "I don't know either." Before some things were figured out, she hoped he would live.
The blood stains on his chest were washed away, revealing a green dragon pattern with wings on his left chest.
Eleven fingers touched the totem lightly, "What kind of dragon is this?" Dragon patterns are easy to see everywhere. She remembered seeing green dragons, golden dragons, four-legged dragons, and five-legged dragons in books, but she had never seen them before. A winged dragon.
He quickly grabbed her hand, not allowing her to continue touching the totem, "Ying Long."
Eleven's heart skipped an inexplicable beat, "Is this the most powerful Ying Long among dragons?"
"Maybe." He disagreed. In his opinion, the most powerful thing in the world is not the dragon species, but the human heart.
"Maybe?" Eleven rolled his eyes, "It's tattooed on his body, is it still possible?"
"It looks good, what's wrong with getting a tattoo for fun?"
Have fun? Eleven really couldn't see that he was just playing around.
Eleven threw his bloody clothes aside, wiped off the blood on his hands, and collected the remaining half bottle of water, "Have you been poisoned by the miasma of the Albizia Julibrissin Forest?"
If he wasn't poisoned, why would he bring a bamboo tube with him to fetch water every time?
"The poison won't be able to do anything to me in a short period of time."
"What about this water?"
If you want to study the poisonous nature of poisonous miasma, you took one tube last time and it was enough for a long time. Why bother to take another full tube this time? It's unlikely that their people would be so careless as to drink the water he risked getting as wine.
"There are needs." He lost too much blood and his energy gradually declined.
Eleven curled his lips, as if he had said it.
But since he was not poisoned, she had no interest in paying attention to the disputes between countries.
Before he falls into a coma, take out the dry food and share it with him.
He moved a finger and it touched the wound on his chest, which was extremely painful.
But knowing that I had lost too much blood, it would be difficult to survive the night if I didn't replenish my strength, so I forced myself to eat some.
Although his expression didn't show any signs of this torment, his forehead was dripping with cold sweat.
Shiyi opened the bamboo stopper, looked at him, and handed the water over, "I can't tell, you look like a girl, but you are quite like a man."
"Sissy?" He was startled for a moment, then smiled, "I am originally a martial artist, but I prefer to play the piano and play the piano, which is a shame to say." He took the water and took a sip. .
Eleven said flatly, "If you want to praise yourself for your civil and military skills, why not say so directly. I agree, and I will also give you a few compliments accordingly. There is no need to be so polite, it's so fake."
He almost choked out a mouthful of water and looked at her with helpless eyes, but he was very pleased that he still had the same temperament.
"Don't you hate me?"
"Hate, how can I not hate it?"
Who wouldn't hate being in her current situation?
"So, you'd better not make me angry, otherwise, if I can't help it, the Yan Kingdom will lose a Pingyang Marquis."
He tilted his head and chuckled, "You won't kill me, at least not now."
Eleven's face darkened, and he held a short sword against his chest, "Don't think that everyone is under your control."
He ignored the cold dagger in front of his chest and only looked into her eyes, "If I die, who will answer your questions?"
"Do you think I will believe you?" Eleven pretended to be fierce.
"You really don't believe it?" He smiled lightly.
Eleven looked at him for a while, then defeated, she took back her dagger, glanced at him from the corner of her eyes, and started to eat some solid food again, "Tell me, how can you solve my doubts?" She did have too many things she wanted to know.
"I'll tell you when I figure it out." He drank the water gracefully.
Eleven's mouthful of dry food went down her throat. She choked and blushed. She stared at him with murderous intentions. This man was more rogue than Xiao Qi.
He handed her the water, patted her back, and helped her swallow the dry food that was stuck in her throat. "I'm not going to coax you. I really still have too many things I don't understand right now."
Eleven managed to catch her breath and took a few breaths. Even her mother refused to tell her something. She didn't expect to get the answer easily from him. She stared at him for a long time and suddenly said:
"If you have a solution to the poisonous miasma in the Albizia Julibrissin forest, can you..."
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