Tyrant, calm down

Chapter 635 Escape (8)

Shen Jingshu shook his head and said, "It's nothing, it's just that my legs are a little stiff."

Today's style is extraordinarily fierce, and in addition to the fact that she wears very little, even though Murong Li has been protecting her behind, Murong Li's human-shaped windshield shields her from most of the cold wind, and she was blown by the wind. For most of the day, her legs were still so cold that she lost consciousness.

Not only the legs, she felt that her hands and arms were not her own anymore.

His dark eyes swept across her face, and Murong Li clenched his hand in his big palm, feeling the almost bone-piercing coolness, he pursed his thin lips, picked her up horizontally without saying a word, and strode into her eyes log cabin.

The wooden house is very simple and dilapidated. Apart from a simple wooden bed with a mat, there are only a few wooden basins, a small bench, and a feather duster. It looks like a temporary residence for hunters when they go hunting in the mountains.

The cold wind was blowing from all sides, piercing through the gaps between the logs, making a whirring sound, which sounded like a ghostly sound in such a cold night.

Without waiting for Murong Li's order, someone has already swiftly swept away the dust accumulated on the mat with a feather duster, and spread another bed sheet.

On the way of escape, everyone was traveling lightly, and there were only so many things they brought.

In fact, if it weren't for the Shen Jing book, these guys who are used to coming and going in the wind and rain would not even bring this bed sheet.

Murong Li put the Shen Jing book on the bed, sat down after him, then took her leg and put it on his lap, kneading her along the meridians.

"It was my negligence. I was only thinking about changing the clothes Xie Muhan had prepared, but I forgot to ask you to add more clothes before setting off." Murong Li said while kneading, with a strong look of guilt.

"How big is it that you need to blame yourself so much?" Shen Jingshu smiled, "Besides, I'm not as delicate as you imagined, and I'll freeze to death after a while."

Murong Li pursed his lips and didn't say anything, but seeing that expression, he still blamed himself in his heart.

She looked at Murong Li's face, and was about to say something when a low voice came from outside.

"I don't know when the heavy snow will stop? It's freezing cold, and the journey is tiring."

"In my opinion, this wind and snow has helped us a lot. According to this momentum, the horseshoe marks we have come all the way should be covered."

"Yeah, that's right. Without the horseshoe print, you can completely get rid of Xuanyuanjing's pursuers."

"After crossing this mountain, we should be able to reach Jiayu City at noon the next day, right?"

"As long as there is no blizzard, we should be able to arrive."

"That's good. We don't have many things left, so we can replenish supplies when we get there, and buy some winter clothes by the way."

"In such a cold day, we old men can barely bear it, but the princess is weak. If he continues to freeze like this, he will get sick sooner or later."

The conversation continued, mixed with the sound of shouting wind and crackling firewood, sitting quietly on the bed, although I didn't know who said each sentence, but there was emotion and warmth in my heart, overflowing the whole atrium .

Her eyes flickered, she pressed Murong Li's busy hands, the corners of her mouth curved softly.

"Don't be too busy, I'll recover by myself in a while. But you, with injuries all over your body, deal with them quickly, otherwise you may be infected and fester."

She understood Murong Li's temperament, and before he nodded in agreement, she took out the healing medicine from her bosom, and reached for his belt.

(End of this chapter)