Cold Palace’s Abandoned Consort

Sound of the waves.

Before I opened my eyes, the sound of the waves always rang in my ears, wave after wave, as if breathing, and echoed evenly and long in my ears. The salty sea breeze blows across my cheeks, blows the skin of the original *** dry, and blows slightly messy hair, brushing my ears.

A tingling sensation came, and I frowned slightly, and finally opened my eyes.

In front of me, there is a clear blue.

Colors like dreams flow into my eyes, and the whole world seems to fill the world. For a time, I was distracted and even wondered what was in front of me.

However, hesitantly, the cold sea water has been hurled by the wind, hitting the beach, annihilating my ankle, and the cold feeling stabbed me in my heart, and I sat up from the beach.

"what!"

With all the mud and sand covering the body, as soon as I sat up, I immediately felt as if the whole body had been taken apart, and then reinstalled the general pain of splitting my bones. I couldn't help but screamed, and immediately wanted to reach I hugged myself, only to find that both hands were not my own, cold and numb. This movement immediately came to my fingertips as if stung by countless needles.

I curled up, "Oh!"

This pain finally made me sober. I sat there, and my mind suddenly emerged from scene to scene--

The dark night, the destruction of the storm ...

Raging sea water ...

The sea boat was silent, and the huge vortex stirred up seemed to tear people to pieces ...

Suddenly, my eyes widened, and I realized a terrible, almost desperate fact-our ship sank!

When I thought of it, I hurriedly looked up and looked around, and saw that I was on a sandy beach, surrounded by broken hulls, torn sails, and messy hanging on the sharp wooden teeth. The sea breeze blew past.

But what about people?

My face was pale, and although there was pain in my body, I still gritted my teeth and insisted to stand up. I don't know how long I have soaked in such seawater, and how long I have floated in the sea. The skin on the palms has all been white and swollen, and the soaked clothes are wrapped in the body and blown by the wind. Cold biting.

I was at a loss, even got up a bit in a panic, walked in the middle of the fragment of the fragmented boat, and even sawdust buried in the sand, which had penetrated into the bottom of my feet, but I didn't feel any pain at all, Still stumbled forward.

Here, where is it?

Did I float over these broken pieces of wood? What about others?

In the end we--

Countless fears, daring to think deeply, guessing came out in my mind, as if the sea water on the beach is constantly pouring at the moment, waves of waves are beating against my ankles, I hold my arms and fall all the way Climbing all the way, Wolverine walked forward, his body was weak, his limbs were numb, the cold sea breeze, and his thirst as if burning in the throat, all surged up at this moment, as if thousands of poisonous snakes were eating. Bit me.

With each step, I felt that I might not be able to take the next step.

However, it was still step by step, as if walking on a charcoal fire, but still persisted. My footprints were left on the beach, and even with a little faint blood stains, I slowly moved forward.

Suddenly, I saw a large body of wreckage in front of me, and there seemed to be a person lying there.

I hurried over, but because my legs were weak, I just ran to the person, and the whole person fell down, just pressing on the person.

"what--!"

The man made a sullen scream, and the whole man bounced like a struggling fish.

And at a glance I saw the face that was swollen and deformed by the seawater. Although it was covered by wet and messy hair, I could still recognize her familiar face.

"Miss Zitong?"

"..."

She was completely stupid. When she bounced and sat there, the whole person looked like a sculpture, and even stayed there stiffly, staring at me with wide eyes, looking behind me, and then looking at me.

I scrambled up and sat beside her: "Han Zitong?"

This time, she finally had a reaction, and her dull eyes flashed.

However, it did not respond to me, but looked at me stupidly for a while, and then looked behind me, the undulating sea surface, and the boundless sky connected to the sea.

After a long while, she turned around and looked around.

Almost the same reaction as before.

I raised some cold arms, and gently held her wrists, trying to be calm, but shuddered slightly, "Our boat overturned, I walked here for a while, only seeing you and me . "

"..."

"Hurry up, we should take advantage of the strength and quickly look around, what is this place?"

"..."

"Also, we need to find water, eat, and light a fire. We—"

Before I could finish speaking, she had interrupted me: "Where are we?"

"..."

"What is this place?"

"..."

"Our ship, what's going on?"

"..."

I looked at her. The original sense of weakness was a little heavier at this moment, and she almost couldn't afford the strength of her heartbeat.

The two of them were sitting silly on the wet and cold beach and looked at each other. The sea breeze blew through the already wet clothes, and the cold feeling pierced into the heart, but she didn't seem to feel at all. Like a child, staring straight at me. The only thing I could feel was her hand shaking in my palm.

Together with the fragile light in her eyes, it kept flickering.

Taking a deep breath, I finally calmed down my voice completely, even with a hint of coldness, saying, "Our ship is sinking."

"..."

"You'd better hurry up. We should hurry to find food and water while we still have energy."

"..."

"Get up!"

Speaking, I have stood up strenuously, dragging her up without help, at this time she has completely lost her reaction, like a string puppet, dragging her up by me and dragging her up by me Go forward.

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Time passes little by little as the waves rise and fall.

We have been going for a long, long time.

And the road underfoot seems to have no end.

On the beach, there are wreckages, broken pieces of wood, sharp wooden teeth, and iron nails flashing with cold light, the nails point upwards, several times. When Han Zitong passed by, he did not even Knowing to dodge, I still dodged when I dragged her.

In this way, the two of them did not have the strength to support each other. They seemed to support each other. After a long walk, even the blue water gradually became dark blue, as did the sky above them.

But we didn't reach the end of the road.

What I saw in front of me was a dense jungle without a head, and behind me was the endless sea.

The further I went, the deeper my heart sank, as if being pinched by a black hand, and thrown into a bottomless black pool, it was hard to see the sky.

Because at this time, I have realized that here, not inland.

It doesn't look like it is a smoked island.

Of all the previous speculations, we encountered the worst one.

Beyond the sound of the waves, only my heartbeat, and Han Zitong's increasingly heavy breathing sound. Her breathing was so heavy, and with her body, I even felt that I could not hold it anymore.

Just then, she was crippled under her feet, and she was about to fall, and I hurriedly stretched her hands.

However, she didn't even struggle, she just stumbled to the ground, her black, wet hair spread down, covering her face.

I hurriedly pulled her wrist: "Get up, are you okay?"

"..." She knelt there, motionless.

"Han Zitong."

"..."

"you--"

What else do I want to say, but my voice is already dumb.

I saw her raising her head, and the sea breeze blew her long hair out, revealing her pale, beautiful face, all of which were tears, and the tears were still falling from her eyes, drop by drop Falling down, dripping on the beach, the trace disappeared.

"..."

For a while, I giggled in my throat and couldn't speak.

She looked up at me, and when she spoke, her voice was completely shattered in the sea breeze: "We ... aren't we, aren't they--"

"..."

"Are we not going back?"

"..."

"Will we die here? No one knows? Will we die?"

"..."

At this moment, all fear, helplessness, bewilderment, and even despair all came to my heart, followed by hot tears, almost full of eyes, and the hand I held her was out of control. It shuddered, as if the next moment would be broken with our vitality.

I almost, I'm about to cry.

However, looking at the tears on her face, I felt her trembling constantly, but I bit my lower lip tightly, and even broke my lips, and the **** blood forced the tears back.

I swallowed all the tears and sourness, and choked, "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid."

"..."

"Don't be afraid, this is not the first time I have encountered such a thing."

"..."

"Relax, follow me, you won't die!"

"But—" My words were not enough to comfort her, especially in the almost desperate environment at the moment, and she couldn't believe anyone who was as defenseless as her. She looked at me shyly and finally couldn't help Stay, burst into tears.

However, even such crying was immediately dissipated in the sea breeze.

A person's sorrow, in the storm of such a big age, was originally just a sigh.

I sighed and leaned down gently, holding my hands and shaking her.

Or maybe it's me who trembles.