Enchanting woman: the princess arrives

Chapter 81 Chapter Jing, Guidance of Apocalyptic Dreams

Chapter 81 Going back to Beijing, revealing the guidance of dreams

There are still a lot of blood stains on the ground, extending all the way to the inside.

The bloodstains were still very fresh, having just been put on.

Tata hurried into the ruined temple, and sure enough, there was a man in Tsing Yi lying on the straw inside, with a lot of blood on his chest.

"Huangfu? Come quickly." He pulled Huangfu to squat down.

Huangfu Mo Yu stretched out his hand to check his pulse: "Well, he is not dead, there are some trauma medicines on the carriage."

Tata hurried out to get the medicine.

As soon as Tata left, Huangfu Mo Yu pushed back the hair on his face to see the person clearly.

The good-looking brows were slightly frowned, and a trace of incomprehensible complexity flashed in the deep eyes.

However, he still tore off the clothes on his wound. The wound was an inch long and did not hurt the vitals.

Tata didn't know which bottle contained trauma medicine, so he brought them all.

"Huangfu, I don't know which bottle, so let's go together."

"En," Huangfu Moyu picked up the green medicine bottle by himself, opened the stopper, and scattered the medicine powder on the wound.

Leng Ling, who was in a coma, couldn't help but frowned in response to the wound.

"Take it easy, he seems to be in pain." Tata saw him clearly at this time, "Hey, isn't this the man named Leng Ling who competed with Young Master Jun at the martial arts conference?"

"En," Huangfu Moyu treated his wound again, which was much better than what Tata treated himself last time.

"It's amazing that someone can hurt him so badly."

Leng Ling opened his eyes in a daze, and there were only two vague people in front of him.

Passed out again.

Following Huangfu Moyu's example, Tata picked up the dry firewood and flint in the surroundings, and learned how to start a fire.

But she just can't fight it, no matter how you fight it.

Seeing her clumsy appearance, Huangfu Moyu couldn't help laughing, took out a fire from his bosom and threw it at her.

"Hey, I haven't used it before," Tata said a little embarrassed, obviously wanting to show it to him.

I am really useless.

"Like a fire."

They rested here tonight.

In the morning, Huangfu Mo Yu heard the movement, and opened his eyes vigilantly.

Seeing Leng Ling on the opposite side turned over with difficulty and covered his chest.

His face was quite pale.

Tata was also awakened by his movement: "Hey, be careful, you are still injured."

Tata quickly supported him, he struggled to get up, but the wound was in severe pain.

His eyes were still indifferent, only a little bit of sweat remained on his pale face, but he knew how painful his wound was.

"Thank you." The two thanked Tata coldly, "Farewell."

(End of this chapter)

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