The Journey of the Empress of Quick Travel

Chapter 51 Coma
  In the water, Feng Ling felt her wrist suddenly loosen. When she turned around, she found that Mo Lingqiu had lost consciousness.

She immediately turned around and swam towards him, instinctively protecting Mo Lingqiu's head with her hands.

However, he fell into a deep coma, his face was pale and lifeless.

Feng Ling pinched him eagerly, but there was still no response. She hurriedly felt for his pulse, but fortunately, there was still a heartbeat.

So, she kissed his lips gently and carefully introduced the air into his lungs. At that moment, Feng Ling felt his eyelashes trembling slightly, as if he was desperately trying to catch the breath of life.

Mo Lingqiu opened her mouth unconsciously and hugged her tightly.

Finally, Feng Ling pushed him away and surfaced with Mo Lingqiu.

As soon as the two stepped onto the shore, Feng Ling suddenly started coughing violently.

Mo Lingqiu next to him seemed to be rescued from the deep water. He spat out a mouthful of river water, and an unnatural blush appeared on his pale face.

His lungs made a trembling breath, and his eyes were misty, but he stared at Feng Ling's face clearly, then slowly moved down, and finally landed on her lips.

Mo Lingqiu's eyelashes trembled slightly, and water droplets fell from her cheeks.

His Adam's apple rolled a bit, and although he could breathe on his own, he still felt suffocated and depressed.

He couldn't forget the scene when his master breathed him under the water. Thinking back on it now, his cheeks seemed to be burning and his fingers were trembling slightly, as if all the strength in his body was sucked away by that kiss.

Feng Ling looked at Mo Lingqiu's abnormal reaction, worriedly held his trembling fingers and asked,

"What's wrong with you? Are you okay?"

"Subordinate...it's okay."

Mo Lingqiu's voice was trembling and unclear. He didn't dare to look up at Feng Ling and stammered in his words. The ears instantly turned red.

He didn't know what it felt like, but his chest felt warm, as if his internal organs were wrapped in warmth, and his whole body was bathed in the warm sun.

And that cool, moist kiss seemed to take away his soul, making it impossible for him to regain his composure.

Mo Lingqiu unconsciously covered her chest, and this action caught Feng Ling's attention.

She thought Mo Lingqiu's poison had started to attack again, and his chest was in unbearable pain again.

So Feng Ling immediately approached him and helped him stand up.
  "Does your chest hurt again? Let's get up first and find a safe place to rest..."

However, Mo Lingqiu's legs suddenly weakened, and his body lost control and fell forward, accidentally falling on Feng Ling.

The two faced each other, Feng Ling looked up at him. Mo Lingqiu was stunned for a moment. The girl's soft body was close to him. Such closeness almost made him unable to think, and his heart beat rapidly in his throat like a drum.

"Yes, I'm sorry, I...I didn't mean to offend Miss Fourth..."

Mo Lingqiu stammered an apology.

Feng Ling's expression was distorted due to the pressure. She slapped his back hard and her cheeks turned red.

Those crystal clear eyes were full of anger and grievance. Feng Ling stared at him and said:

"Then why don't you get up quickly! Do you want to crush me to death?"

Mo Lingqiu responded hurriedly,
  "oh oh"

Continuously, he climbed up from her body in a hurry. He nearly fell down again due to weakness in his limbs.

As he stood up, his fingers accidentally touched something soft, a feeling he had never experienced before.

Finally, he stood up steadily.

Mo Lingqiu no longer dared to look directly at Feng Ling, but silently waited for his master's reprimand.

This kind of tension was a hundred times stronger than what he had experienced in the killer building.

His heart was beating fast. He didn't do anything, but the soft touch on his body seemed to be engraved in his mind, making him unforgettable.

Mo Lingqiu didn't dare to think about it, because every time he thought about it, his ears would get hot. To Feng Ling, this blow was really not light.

A few tears overflowed from the end of her eyes. She rubbed the painful back of her head and looked at Mo Lingqiu, who was standing still.

At this time, she was really angry and annoyed.

How come these so-called killers have turned into wooden piles? Don't you know if you can come over and help her? Or are they all stupid?
  Feng Ling glared at Mo Lingqiu, with a hint of anger in her tone.
  "What are you still doing here? Can't you come over and give me a hand?"

Mo Lingqiu's body trembled, and then he suddenly realized what he was doing, and quickly took hold of the stretched out hand.

His palms were a little sweaty, so he wiped them hard before he dared to pull her up.

Mo Lingqiu's eyes were nervous and his voice was slightly hesitant.
  "Master... aren't you angry with me?"

Feng Ling had just stood firm and felt a little discouraged when she heard these words.

She turned to look at him, patted the dirt and grass clippings on her body, and said in a muffled voice.
  "What kind of offense is this? Why do you care about these details at this time? I'm not the kind of vicious lady who likes to bully the little guard. It's true that we have to find a safe place to rest quickly. Also, you Can you please stop having random thoughts, I don’t really blame you..."

"Subordinate...understood."

He replied in a low voice, and the uneasiness in his heart seemed to lessen a little.

Mo Lingqiu's cheeks turned slightly red, he nodded honestly, and then followed him unconsciously.

However, it was obvious that the poison in him had not yet been lifted.

As soon as he lifted his breath and walked a few steps, he felt a dull pain in his chest. After a stinging pain, some blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

Then his head started to feel dizzy.

I shook my head vigorously, but the dizziness didn't go away.

Suddenly, his whole body fell forward uncontrollably.

If Feng Ling hadn't supported him in time, he would have fallen heavily to the ground.

"What's wrong with you? Does your chest hurt again?"

Feng Ling asked with concern, while holding his shoulders.

"I'm fine, master, don't worry..."

Mo Lingqiu replied, although his voice was trembling.

Although Mo Lingqiu said something strong, his ears couldn't help but feel a little warm, and his heart felt even more satisfied because of Feng Ling's concern.

He was the kind of person who always said what he meant. At this moment, he felt an unprecedented joy spreading in his chest. This feeling was even more satisfying than killing his enemy with his own hands.

Feng Ling didn't listen to his strong words and directly helped him back to the small ruined temple where the two first met.

They can't go back to the original farmyard. There may be an ambush there.

Moreover, they still don’t know Xiaojiu’s whereabouts or whether he is injured.

After a long circle, they returned to the same place.

The location of this dilapidated temple is extremely remote, some distance from the farmyard. Because it has been in disrepair for a long time, the surrounding area is overgrown with weeds and dense wild trees, which completely obscures the dilapidated temple.

The safety problem has been solved for the time being, but it is still unknown whether Xiaojiu will come here to find them after he is out of danger.

The two spent the night in the ruined temple. Fortunately, the fire seal that Mo Lingqiu brought with him was still usable.

Feng Ling picked up some dry wood nearby, and after a lot of effort, the two finally started the fire.

At this time, Mo Lingqiu had completely fallen into a coma.

(End of this chapter)