The poisonous concubine allures the city, the ghost king loves the sky

Chapter 127 Use My Life to Protect You

Feng Wuxie fell on her back and fell to the ground. She thought she would break her head and bleed, but there was nothing wrong with her head except for a little pain in her buttocks.

The bottom of her head seemed to be still soft. She shook her head, and a muffled groan came from her side: "If you're fine, can you get up first? My hand is almost broken."

Jun Yeli's deep voice sounded, as if trying to bear his own pain.

The moment he fell down, Jun Yeli put his hands behind Feng Wuxie's head, and was afraid that his body would crush her, so he turned sideways at a critical moment.

And that side is a raised sharp stone.

Jun Yeli's back just fell on the sharp stone.

In fact, he could have disregarded Feng Wuxie's life and death, but he gave up his own safety, and reached out his hand to protect Feng Wuxie when he fell down.

Use my life to protect you from danger.

Feng Wuxie hurriedly turned over, and in the darkness, he could only touch the corner of Jun Yeli's clothes by following the sound, because he couldn't see what kind of situation he was in.

"Hmm..." A soft hum came out of Jun Yeli's mouth, mixed with unbearable pain, but Feng Wuxie mistook him for being seriously injured.

"Jun Yeli, how are you?" Feng Wuxie asked nervously in the dark.

Fumbling with her little hand, she touched Jun Yeli's head, and reached out to touch the back of his head. There was no expected dampness and heat, and she breathed a sigh of relief.

It's no wonder she thought Jun Yeli would knock his head off, the cave is dark, who knows what's on the ground?
"Come on, get up." It turned out that they were a blessing in disguise, and fell into a cave by mistake.

Feng Wuxie wanted to help Jun Yeli stand up, but suddenly his hand was grabbed by a force, and he was led towards him.

The waist tightened, and those big hands had already imprisoned her slender waist.

"What are you doing?" Feng Wuxie's voice became a little flustered.

"I just want to hug you." Jun Yeli's hoarse voice came from the darkness, and he smiled helplessly.

"Ah..." With a cry of pain, Feng Wuxie pinched his waist severely, and Jun Yeli suddenly became a little more awake.

Then I heard Feng Wuxie's angry voice: "You are shameless."

Breaking free from Jun Yeli's restraint, Feng Wuxie stood up angrily, and lit the torch he touched from his body.

Without looking at Jun Yeli who was on the ground, he walked into the cave.

Fortunately, she was still moved by what happened just now, but she didn't expect him to be so shameless, she was really mad at her.

Feng Wuxie scolded Jun Yeli in his heart, and the child who was lying on the ground and no one was watching him had to get up from the ground by himself, and he didn't forget to hold on to the wooden stick with the fish on it before leaving. Poor Xi walked limping into the cave step by step.

The cave is not too big, although there are some stones scattered on the ground, but fortunately it is still clean.

Feng Wuxie had already picked up some dry firewood from the corner, and she was sitting by the campfire, staring at the fire angrily.

Even when Jun Yeli walked in, he didn't give him a good look.

Knowing that he had offended this little wild cat, Jun Yeli didn't have the nerve to tease her again. Although he was a little out of control just now, he never thought of hurting Feng Wuxie.

I just want to give her a hug.

But it was obvious that Feng Wuxie didn't believe him. A man with a brain and a sperm is really scary.

Even the straw spread on the ground, the two were far apart.

Jun Yeli sat down helplessly on the straw. The fall just now happened to press on his spine, and now he felt the pain in the bone behind him belatedly.

But if Feng Wuxie were to heal him now, he might be treated as a pervert again.

Jun Yeli had no choice but to grit his teeth and lay down on the straw. He could bear this level of pain.

The two were speechless for a while, and the atmosphere was a little awkward.

Feng Wuxie didn't even look at Jun Yeli, lying on the straw with his back to him, a bitter smile appeared on Jun Yeli's lips.

It seems that she is still angry.

Because of the pain in his back, a thin layer of sweat oozed from Jun Yeli's forehead, he closed his eyes, and drowsiness gradually came over him.

The rain outside was getting heavier and heavier, Feng Wuxie lay on his side and listened quietly to the sound of the rain.

Through the rain curtain, I heard the raindrops hit the leaves, stone walls, and mountain streams, converging into a rushing river and rolling away.

Suddenly, a slightly heavy breathing sound entered Feng Wuxie's ears.

Since practicing the Xuannv Heart Sutra, Feng Wuxie's internal strength has changed from what it used to be.

Her sense of hearing was sharper. Although her eyes were closed, she could still hear the sound of breathing coming from the opposite side, Jun Yeli.

Only when the fever is high, the person's breathing will be aggravated.

Realizing this, Feng Wuxie hurriedly got up, reached out to touch Jun Yeli's cheek, and found that his face was terribly hot, and his fair skin was slightly reddish due to the high fever.

Gently patted his face, and felt a scorching heat under his palm, Feng Wuxie called him softly: "Jun Yeli, wake up?"

Even after calling him several times, Jun Yeli didn't move at all, just talking nonsense unconsciously.

Intermittent, and the voice was so small that Feng Wuxie couldn't hear what he was saying.

I just vaguely heard the words, mother concubine.

The hand was grabbed suddenly, the hot big hand tightly grasped Feng Wuxie's little hand, Jun Yeli seemed to be trapped in a nightmare.

Two drops of clear tears fell from the corner of his eyes, and Feng Wuxie also heard what Jun Yeli said.

Mother, I was wrong!

Concubine Mu, don't go!
Concubine, don't abandon me!

Mother Concubine, Mother Concubine...

It was the first time Feng Wuxie saw such a helpless and weak Jun Yeli, the man who wrapped himself in a smiling face.

What kind of childhood did he have that he was so afraid of.

At this moment, Feng Wuxie realized, was Jun Yeli the same as when he was a child, abandoned in the wilderness and couldn't find his way home?

He was so lonely, so helpless, surrounded by darkness and fear, so he had to put a mask on his face at any time.

Because, he was afraid that someone would see his inner loneliness.

Feng Wuxie sighed lightly, stretched out his hand to smooth his frown, and whispered in his ear: "I won't go, I'm here."

Maybe it was because of Feng Wuxie's call, that cold voice finally calmed Jun Yeli in the nightmare, but his hand was still tightly holding Feng Wuxie's hand, muttering to himself : "Mother Concubine, Mother Concubine..."

Feng Wuxie wiped the sweat off his forehead with a handkerchief, and said softly, "Sleep, I'm here."

The big hand that was tightly clenched was finally loosened.

Jun Yeli in his sleep has no disguise on his face, no palpitating arrogance, he is as harmless as a baby, even Feng Wuxie's heart can't help but soften.

On the other side of the cave, there was rainwater flowing in from the outside, forming a puddle. Feng Wuxie stood up, walked over to soak the veil, and wiped Jun Yeli's body to cool down physically.

But his body was already drenched with sweat, Feng Wuxie paused, and took off Jun Yeli's clothes.

Only a pair of obscene trousers were left on his body.

But when Feng Wuxie brushed behind him, he realized that there was a wound on that jade-white back, with bones visible.

No wonder he had a high fever, no wonder Feng Wuxie felt that his breath was unstable, it turned out it was because of this wound.

Feng Wuxie frowned involuntarily, he really didn't know whether to blame him, not to mention the injury, or to blame himself for his carelessness.

From the Lingquan space, he took some spring water, soaked it with a handkerchief, and gently washed his wound.

In his sleep, Jun Yeli felt that the pain in his back did not seem so painful, and a cool feeling swept over his body, which was indescribably comfortable.

He turned sideways slightly, trying to turn over, but was stopped by a cold voice: "Don't move, the injury behind you is serious."

With all his concentration, Feng Wuxie cleaned up the gravel from the wound on Jun Yeli's back. Although the wound was only about an inch long, it was very deep, and if he went any further, it would penetrate into the cracks in the bones.

And that is the most vulnerable part of the human body, connected to the brain.

Just a little bit deeper, and his spine will be damaged, and his whole body will be paralyzed because of that small crack.

"You can't use your internal strength for the next few days. You must take good care of it. If you want to spend the rest of your life in a wheelchair, I have no problem." Feng Wuxie took out the wound hidden in the Lingquan space while healed the wound. Needlework and celestial silk to suture the wound.

During this period, Jun Yeli remained silent and closed his eyes slightly.

The severe dizziness in his head made him feel a little uncomfortable.

Only after hearing Feng Wuxie's words, he nodded slightly, his lips became a little dry and cracked due to the high fever.

He was still sweating profusely.

Feng Wuxie bandaged the wound for him, and took out a few medicinal herbs for treating trauma from the space, ground them up, and applied them on Jun Yeli's wound.

Only then did he wrap his wound with gauze.

Looking at the extremely weak Jun Yeli, Feng Wuxie finally made up his mind, took out some spring water from the Lingquan space, and fed it to him.

Now that he is burned like this, he probably doesn't know what he is drinking.

The effect of the Lingquan water was very good. Not long after Jun Yeli drank it, the high fever on his body subsided, and Feng Wuxie finally breathed a sigh of relief.

As long as there is no high fever, it means that there is no inflammation in his body.

Just looking at the continuous heavy rain, my heart feels a little heavy, I don't know when it will stop.

(End of this chapter)