Reborn pretty princess

Chapter 102
Looking from the stone gate, there is a gorgeous and spacious couch in the center of the room, covered with a soft and comfortable quilt, the water is red, extremely beautiful and gorgeous, and the big red happy character is attached high and smooth behind it. on the rock wall.

There was a small table on the bed, and there were long lights on the left and right sides of the table, and they were still burning dimly. In the middle of the small table, a long gun was quietly placed on it, and another thing was spread out to cover the long gun. , seems to be a fan?
For some reason, after seeing the scene in the secret room, Feng Wei felt a sharp and difficult pain in her heart, and her eyes became moist instantly.

When hot tears suddenly fell from her eyes, she realized that she was crying.

The door of the stone chamber had been completely opened, the shaking became more and more violent, and the gravel from the ceiling of the cave kept falling. Feng Wei quickly put aside those inexplicable emotions, and continued to drag Qing Mo towards the entrance of the cave with difficulty.

After screaming for a while, Feng Zhongshi suddenly got up and rushed into the secret room. Feng Wei heard her crazily laughing and cursing, and the crisp sound of the spear clanging to the ground. It should be that she overturned the little table on the couch.

Just a little more... just a little bit more!
She gritted her teeth, pushed Qing Mo's body with all her strength against the increasingly large pieces of gravel above her head.

As soon as they reached the edge of the cave, the top of the entire cave collapsed. Seeing that both of them would not be spared, Feng Wei clung to Qing Mo and closed her eyes tightly.

At this moment, a sudden force came from her body, and with a "bang", the two of them rushed backward into the hole.

With a "boom," the hole was tightly sealed, and in the darkness, Fengwei coughed extremely loudly.

After coughing for a while, she let go of the hands that were twisted around Qing Mo's body, and struggled to get up. Just as she moved, she heard Qing Mo say intermittently: "Don't... move..."

His voice was weak and slight, and it seemed that it was extremely difficult to say the simple words.

Fengwei's struggling movements stopped for a moment, and then she cried and laughed, "You...you woke up? You scared me to death just now!"

Qing Mo hummed weakly, and after panting for a while, he gathered his strength before speaking again: "Don't move around here, don't sit up, here... there is a trap."

"Yeah." Feng Wei nodded heavily, with tears still in her eyes, "Your injuries are so severe, I didn't bring any medicine with me... I'm sorry! Qing Mo, I'm the one who hurt you! It's all me Harmful!"

Feng Wei, who had just escaped from death, was extremely emotionally unstable. Thinking that the two of them are trapped in this place now, and Qing Mo's injuries are so serious, she might not be able to wait for rescue. My heart was throbbing, and I couldn't bear it anymore and wept bitterly.

Hearing the louder and louder crying in his ear, Qing Mo felt so stuffy and uncomfortable in his heart, he pulled his lips, and said with difficulty: "Noisy, I haven't... died yet."

Hearing what he said, Feng Wei cried even louder. Qing Mo had never seen her like this before, and he didn't know what to do for a while. After a while, he thought of a way.

"Put the medicine in your arms."

Fengwei's crying stopped as expected, and she asked, "Do you have any medicine on you?"

"Ah."

Feng Wei reached into his arms with her right hand, she took out a porcelain bottle, and wiped away her tears. She began to fumble to apply the medicine to him, but was stopped by Qing Mo, with a firm tone, "You go... first."

Not wanting to fight against him, Feng Wei nodded, and fell a little to the wound on her left arm, gritting her teeth and enduring the burning pain.

After she recovered, she said in a hoarse voice, "I'll help you."

There are too many wounds on Qing Mo's body, and it is impossible to distinguish the big and small wounds in the dark. In order not to waste, Feng Wei finally focused on his head, and sprinkled half of the bottle of medicine powder on it, and the other half bottle was held by Qing Mo. Used it for her.

After tossing around for a while, both of them were a little tired. Lying side by side with Qing Mo on the cold ground, Feng Wei stared so sleepy that she just closed her eyes, and she forced herself to wake up with a jerk, and then eagerly Called Qing Mo's name.

"Qing Mo? Are you awake?"

No one answered.

Fengwei was a little flustered, she suddenly remembered what she had heard before, people who are too seriously injured and have not been healed can't sleep, and once they fall asleep, they might not be able to get up again!
Thinking of her turning sideways and shouting loudly: "Qing Mo? Are you asleep? Can't sleep! Wake up!"

She pushed him vigorously, and when her heart was sinking, the latter's exhausted and painful voice sounded low: "What... What?"

Hearing his voice, Feng Wei suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, and the next second her heart rose again, because Qing Mo said, "I'm very tired and want to sleep... for a while, you... don't make noise."

"No!" Feng Wei raised her voice at once, and then lowered her voice because she was afraid that he would find it too noisy, "Don't sleep, just talk with me, I'm bored by myself."

Qing Mo closed his eyes slightly, "If you're bored, you can sleep for a while, maybe when you wake up...we'll be saved."

Feng Wei pursed her lips, knowing in her heart that even if Jun Zhuo knew where they were buried by listening to the movement, it would not be such a simple matter to dig through the ground.

Qing Mo is comforting her, is he very tired?Can't hold on anymore?No, if he fell asleep, he might never wake up again.

"Ah Mo, don't sleep, okay? Talk to me, okay?" Feng Wei begged, her voice was soft and soft, "I'm scared."

Qing Mo felt like laughing, but he didn't hold back, he actually laughed out loud, his deep and hoarse laughter echoed in the cave, "I thought...you were not afraid of heaven and earth...you were not afraid."

Feng Wei's face darkened for a moment, but she was also happy to see Qing Mo lift his spirits, so she continued to follow his words.

"I'm afraid of other things."

"Not even afraid of heaven and earth, but... afraid of other things?"

"Well, for example, I'm afraid of pain..."

"I believe that." There was another burst of low laughter.

The two of them chatted one after another, speaking very ordinary words, and occasionally joking around. No one mentioned any inappropriate topics, such as the chaos in the eastern capital outside, Qing Mo's identity, and their respective relationships during this time. Experience and so on, both of them deliberately avoided these heavy topics, and chatted relaxedly and freely, as if they were not in the dark underground, but in the cool afternoon courtyard in autumn.

Time passed quickly in such an atmosphere, but there was no movement outside.

No matter how many topics there are, there will be time to finish the chat, even if the chat can't be finished, the two of them are injured, and they don't have enough physical strength to support them.

Feng Wei is much better than Qing Mo. In the end, Qing Mo stopped answering most of the time. She talked and talked, and it took a long time to hear his faint "um", tired and weak.

Feng Wei stopped gossiping, she started telling Qing Mo stories and anecdotes, hoping to attract his attention and prevent him from falling asleep.

This method is still somewhat effective. In her previous life, she fled most of the Feng Kingdom, and she did everything to survive. She has seen all kinds of people in the market, strange people and strange things.

Seeing that Qing Mo was really interested, Feng Wei continued talking one by one, but even so, the former's spirit was still weakening bit by bit.

Feng Wei's own condition is not very good anymore, her body began to tremble, and then she started to feel cold, her whole body seemed to be in the severe cold and ice, her body was cold and her teeth were cold, at first she could bear it, but in the end it became more and more serious.

"Qing Mo..." She unconsciously leaned towards him, clinging tightly to him, pressed by her weight, after the pain, Qing Mo, whose mind was a little swaying, regained consciousness.

Fengwei's teeth began to tap up and down, and she said tremblingly, "It's so cold..."

Hearing her unconscious murmur and trembling, Qing Mo's heart tightened, knowing that she had lost too much blood before, and now she had been lying on the cold and gloomy ground for too long, her body couldn't bear it anymore!

Feng Wei's sanity was completely confused, she huddled up next to Qing Mo, her eyes were closed, and she murmured "cold" in a low and vague voice.

At this moment, Qing Mo's ears moved slightly, and he stared motionlessly at the top of his head, on top of the rocks.

Soon, the sound of a very light knocking came again, and there was a faint voice of conversation. A light of surprise appeared in Qing Mo's eyes, there was someone up there!
Did Feng Junzhuo send someone here?Knocking around to search?
"In..." He opened his mouth, and found that his voice was so weak that he couldn't hear it.

The people above walked around, knocking once in a while, but gradually started to walk away.

Can't let these people go!Once they search and confirm that it's not here, even if they check again next time, I don't know how long it will be!

How can I tell the other party that they are down there?Trapped in this organ...

organ?Qing Mo's eyes flashed, and he had an idea in an instant.

He took a deep breath, endured the severe pain on his head, and began to control his body hard,
Finally he turned over with difficulty, lying on the ground and gasping for a few times, turning his head, he saw Feng Wei who had huddled into a ball and had fallen into a semi-consciousness.

He crawled over bit by bit, looked closely at Feng Wei's eyebrows, then slowly lowered his head, and pecked lightly on her tightly pursed red lips.

"If I die, don't forget me."

His kiss pecked from his lips all the way to the tip of her furrowed eyebrows. In the next second, Qing Mo mobilized the last inner strength in his body, kicked his feet, and suddenly stood up.

"Rumble"

Almost as soon as he stood up, a huge heavy object came smashing from the depths of the corridor with the sound of violent wind.

"Boom!" A dull sound erupted in the narrow hole, and the noise was so loud that the people on the ground who hadn't completely gone could hear it.

"Down there! They're down there!"

"Go and inform the coach!"

"Hand planer! Quick! Others get tools!"

Hearing these noisy and chaotic words, Qing Mo's throat moved, and he spat out a mouthful of blood. He slightly raised the corners of his lips, and completely lost consciousness the next moment.

　When I wrote about the wedding room in the stone chamber, I cried out of nowhere, Emma, ​​how low is my tear point!Am I writing poorly?The data is so poor, it’s really a shock, I think about it, no matter what, I have to work hard to finish writing this book, I don’t plan to read the data and comments, and I’ll add it once a week and write wholeheartedly, otherwise I'm afraid I really can't hold on...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)