Favored Crazy Consort: Ghost Emperor too Proud

Zhuo Qingyan once again whispered, the arrow on the shoulder still let her ache.

Chu Yichen asked urgently: "I know it must be very painful. If you can bear it again, I will take you out and cure you..."

Zhuo Qingyan slowly opened his eyes and leaned against his arms and looked at him, panting weakly: "help Help me Put An arrow Take it out... "

"Qingyan..." Chu Yi Chen looks at her with some helplessness.

Because he knows that it is very painful and dangerous to take the arrow. If it is someone else, he may be able to do it, but what he has in his arms is his beloved, so he can't do it at all.

Zhuo Qing Yan breathed slowly: "will arrow Wear Wear it out and And cut it off Arrow handle Take it out... "

Just a word, she said it was very hard, but she knew that this was the only way, otherwise, this thing has been stuck in her shoulder, for a long time, her arm must be useless.

Chu Yi Chen put his arm around her, and his hands on his shoulders trembled, his lips trembled slightly, and his eyes kept blinking, but his heart was crying out: No, no, no You can't He can't do it.

"Come on Otherwise, my arm will be useless You know the blood on me If you grow this arrow in the flesh Try to take it out again It's even more difficult... " Zhuo Qingyan leaned in his arms, panting with his mouth slightly open, holding his hand tightly with his left hand.

Chu Yichen understood that she was right. After taking a breath, he helped her to sit up, came to her back, pressed her hands tightly on her shoulder, and looked at the long feather arrow on her back. His eyes turned red in an instant. He breathed twice more forcefully, then stretched out his left arm from the back and tightly hugged her two shoulders.

Her head was attached to her ear, and her voice trembled: "bear with me..."

"Well..." Zhuo Qing Yan slightly should a, head hang: "hands on..."

He reached for the handle of the arrow and suddenly pushed it forward.

"Ah..." Zhuo Qingyan cried out in a loud voice, staring at the big eyes of tears, pale face, wide open mouth, there is a trace of blood from the corner of her mouth.

Chu Yi Chen did not stop, fixed the handle of the arrow with his hand. With a wave of the sword, he cut off the arrow handle with feather tail. On his back, only the arrow handle which was not long was left.

He then turned to her and looked at the silver arrow with barbed hook that had been worn out of his shoulder. He took a deep breath again, sandwiched the arrow and the arrow handle with his two fingers, and looked at Zhuo Qingyan, who had closed his eyes, and said, "I'm going to pull out the arrow..."

"Dial..." When Zhuo Qingyan moved her lips, some blood drops fell down.

His face was blue and sharp, and the corners of his mouth pressed hard. His fingers pulled the arrow out of her shoulder.

"Ah Ah... " Zhuo Qingyan glared and yelled again. Her face was full of tears and her eyes were slightly red.

Chu Yichen threw the arrow on the ground, stretched out her hand and pressed her head tightly on his chest. Tears slipped down his face. He felt as if he felt the same way, and his heart was full of pain.

He felt Zhuo Qingyan's whole body trembling in his arms. He gently pulled the distance between them, raised her head, and looked at her pale face, which was full of tears and sweat. The corners of his mouth and blood were tightly pursed, enduring the pain of the body. He immediately covered her lips, first forcefully, then gently kissing her.

Until Zhuo Qingyan collapsed in his arms, he left her lips, gently supported her to lie on the hay pile, let her rest on her thighs, and then took off her long cotton padded gown to cover her.

He picked up the arrow thrown on the ground again and raised it to his face. His eyes were cold and his voice was extremely cold: "Bai Hongfei! You're dead! No matter how much it costs, I will let you return it. "

When Zhuo Qingyan opened his eyes again, he saw that what was reflected by the fire was a cold face of Chu Yi Chen. His eyes were full of murderers and were staring at something.

She gave a light "um" sound, moved her body, and immediately attracted Chu Yichen's attention. He quickly pressed her with his hand, and said in a slightly hoarse voice, "don't move..."

"How long..." Zhuo Qing Yan's voice is also the same hoarse, quietly asked.

"More than one hour Have a drink first With that, he took Zhuo Qingyan's backpack and took out a water bag. He took a big drink by himself, then lowered his head and covered her lips. He crossed it to her a little bit, for fear that it would choke her.

The cold water, though warm after his mouth, flowed into her mouth again. It slipped into her throat like dew, which made her have a great desire to drink more, and her lips moved involuntarily.

This kind of encouragement makes Chu Yi Chen unable to control at all. After the water is over, she still can't bear to leave her lips and gently kisses her again.

When they separated again, Zhuo Qingyan's face improved a lot, and he gently raised the corners of his mouth and said, "it's so sweet..."

"Girl, you scared me to death..." Chu Yi Chen rubbed her face gently with her hand, her eyes flashed with tears again, and her voice trembled again.

"I'm sorry..." Zhuo Qingyan is still staring at him and smiling. This feeling is really happy.

Chu Yichen took a breath and immediately started to check the wound on her shoulder. As expected, the wound had healed and Zhuo Qingyan's constitution had changed. He knew that. He was still surprised and worried when he saw the situation.Slender fingers, gently pressed the original wound asked her: "still pain?"

"There's a little bit more, but it's not the same as before, and there's a lot of recovery in the arm, there's perception." Zhuo Qingyan chuckled again.

He also nodded, gently supported her to sit up: "eat something first, replenish your physical strength."

After two people leaned together to eat something, Zhuo Qingyan closed her eyes and sat cross legged. Half an hour later, when she opened her eyes again, she had recovered her original ruddy complexion. She tried to move her right arm and pressed the injured shoulder. There was no pain at all.

When she got up again, she stood there shaking and shaking. As expected, the uncomfortable feeling was gone. She immediately laughed: "it seems that my blood is still very useful..."

Chu Yi Chen also stood up and held her in his arms again, touching her head: "it works, don't use it like this. You are hurt. I'm sorry. I can't do it later. Do you hear me?"

"Well, not in the future." Zhuo Qingyan smiles sweetly at him from his arms.

Chu Yi Chen see she is really good, the heart also put down, and then bow head cover her lips, kiss.

When they were ready to leave, they decided to walk inside. If they could get out of here, they would climb up the cliff outside to be safe. There was something unknown in the fog.