I have a cub with a tyrant

Chapter 91 Southern Tour (Rescue Appears)
The cave is winding and winding, and there are fewer and fewer glowing stones, and finally there is darkness left, so we can only move forward by groping.

The frightening thing was that apart from the sound of running water, Mu Shiyu also heard the sound of snakes crawling, his scalp was numb, he stopped, and asked softly:
"Are you afraid of snakes?"

King Beijing Jing didn't answer, but instead asked, "Are you afraid?"

"...the sword fell on the building, without a weapon." Mu Shiyu held back his nausea and tried not to imagine the scene of snakes crawling over, but when he heard more than one snake making a "hissing" sound, his brows frowned.

"I haven't fallen so low that I can't even deal with some snakes." After finishing speaking, King Bei Jing raised his hand and listened to the sound to identify his position. Something like a silver needle pierced through the air and hit the snakes on their heads.

"..." Mu Shiyu was glad that King Beijing didn't kill her directly, the slope was a little steeper, so he tightened his grip and continued to climb out.

Suddenly the light came, and Mu Shiyu thought he saw the exit, so he quickened a few steps, but suddenly fell into a narrow pit, protecting King Beijing's head with quick eyes and hands.

"Well……"

When she landed, Mu Shiyu's lower back hit the raised stone on the ground. The pain caused her eyes to stare. Coupled with the exhaustion of her physical strength, she was extremely exhausted. The world fell into darkness, and the hand protecting King Jingjing's head fell weakly. .

Above the pit, on the left is where they had just climbed out, and on the right is the final exit, where the light came in.

King Bei Jing moved his hands away from Mu Shiyu's body, stretched out his hand to check her breath, and was about to touch her wrist to check her pulse, only to find that both of her wrists were wrapped with cloth strips.

His hair was disheveled, his dirty face was no bigger than his hand, his body was so thin and so fragile that he doubted it, and he was obviously stronger than a man when he forcibly hugged him at the bottom of the tiankeng.

Recalling the muffled groan heard when she fell, with his hands on her shoulders, he could turn her over with a slight force, staring at the blood stains on her back waist that soaked her clothes, his eyes dimmed.

Mu Shiyu was so dizzy that she couldn't feel at ease, her mental strength was strong enough, she tried her best to come back to her senses, opened her eyes slightly, saw King Bei Jing's hand on her belt, and said something in a daze.

"Don't... the injury is not serious, you can bear it."

King Bei Jing's hands froze slightly, and he glanced down at his unconscious legs, pursing his thin lips tightly, the dark and deep eyes concealed emotions that Mu Shiyu couldn't see clearly.

"I have life-saving pills." Mu Shiyu's eyelids were so heavy that someone pulled them down again, his body was getting colder and colder, and he took out a red porcelain bottle from his cuff with trembling hands.

King Bei Jing turned his hand and took the porcelain bottle from her hand. There was no place to lean on, and he opened the bottle cap while lying on his side, and poured out the red balls inside and brought it to her lips.

Looking at the current situation of the two of them, Mu Shiyu couldn't laugh or cry, tried not to touch his hand, swallowed the pill, and became more conscious.

Maybe it was because the silent Prince Jing made her feel too depressed, so she tried to say something to divert his attention.

"Guess what's going on outside?"

King Bei Jing still didn't answer, the dirt on his face ruined his indifferent expression, his long hair was disheveled, and the light from the top of the pit poured down, and the sense of beauty and brokenness didn't feel incompatible with him.

Mu Shiyu was at a loss. He sat cross-legged with great difficulty, closed his eyes and practiced the Taixuan mental method, hoping to recover more qi.

Seeing that she had completely calmed down, King Bei Jing calmed down a bit. He played with his skinny legs and leaned against the stone behind him. When Mu Shiyu opened his eyes again, he asked:
"When did you meet Sangzi? Why do you know her so well?"

Looking at He Lianchuan's penetrating eyes, Mu Shiyu wiped his face with the clothes on his shoulders, and said calmly:
"I heard something from my grandmother. When I was taken away by her, I didn't really faint. I found something abnormal."

The credibility of this statement is not high. King Beijing Jing didn't believe that Sang Zi took her away when he ran away, glanced at her bleeding waist, his brows were slightly condensed, and he didn't continue to ask.

Time flies fast.

When Mu Shiyu almost fainted again due to excessive blood loss, the light at the entrance of the cave suddenly disappeared, and the two people's already tense hearts suddenly lifted up. King Beijing's killing intent suddenly appeared, and Mu Shiyu instinctively grabbed him hand.

"It should... be black charcoal."

"Wang Wang Wang!!!"

As Mu Shiyu expected, Heitan gave a loud and thick cry, but it was so strong that its body completely blocked the light from the entrance of the cave. After smelling Mu Shiyu's scent, it gradually backed away.

Mu Shiyu suddenly felt that Heitan's cry was like the sound of heaven, thinking that when he was in the General's Mansion, he always disliked him for getting fat, and he would feel very guilty to ask him to run around the General's Mansion ten more times a day.

"Time rain?"

After Heitan left, Mu Qiyin got in with great difficulty. Seeing King Jingjing and Mu Shiyu were in the pit, he wept with joy and jumped down while pulling the rope.

"Father, take King Beijing up first."

Mu Shiyu's eyes were a little dazed, and he struggled to speak. He hadn't drank water for a long time, and his voice was a little hoarse. After all, the status of King Beijing was there, so he had to be rescued first.

"Okay." Mu Qiyin knew her daughter's character well, and didn't want to waste time, so she took two steps forward and bowed to the King of Beijing, "Wei Chen, I've met the King of Beijing!"

King Bei Jing slightly raised his eyelids and glanced at Mu Qiyin, then nodded slightly, even though he was down and out, the majesty of the superior still remained.

Seeing that he didn't object, Mu Qiyin held his arm, quickly returned to the exit, and exited cautiously.

The exit was hidden among the stone piles behind Kirishima. The soldiers ran over with their wheelchairs when they saw movement on their side. He Lianjing stared at the exit with Heitan in his arms.

He Lianchuan's expression was condensed, and he looked at King Beijing who had been rescued by Mu Qiyin.Seeing that he was only bruised and purple on his forehead, but not seriously injured, he was ordered to send him back to the Tiangong ship.

Sitting in a wheelchair, King Bei Jing suddenly looked back at Mu Shiyu who had just been carried out.

The corners of her lips were raised slightly, her smile was like the rising sun, but she was only looking at He Lianchuan, and King Bei Jing looked away expressionlessly.

He Lianchuan stepped forward to take Mu Shiyu, who was covered in injuries all over his body, and there was a lot of blood on his waist. His movements were extremely gentle, and Mu Qiyin and Jiang Shi felt it was inconceivable.

Although He Lianchuan looks thin, his tall and straight figure is perfect, and his arms contain infinite strength, which makes people feel full of security.

The familiar fragrance and ambergris wrapped Mu Shiyu's whole body, looking up at his delicate and smooth side face, he felt peaceful in his heart.

A person who likes to be so clean on weekdays doesn't dislike her in the slightest for being in a mess at the moment, even she has the smell of King Jing on her body, and his strength in holding her hasn't weakened.

He Lianjing and Heitan followed He Lianchuan closely, but he had short legs and soon couldn't keep up. Although he was angry, he knew that his mother was injured and had to be treated by a doctor earlier.

Mu Shiyu braced himself to see if there was any injury on He Lianchuan's body. He Lianchuan looked down at her weak appearance, his voice was slightly hoarse, and he said in a low voice:

"When you recover from your injury, watch it slowly. Those who hurt you have been captured alive by me. The scene is very exciting, don't miss it."

"it is good……"

When Mu Shiyu heard that those people had been arrested by He Lianchuan, he couldn't hold on any longer, and slowly closed his eyes.

(End of this chapter)