Small farmers dominate the deserted island

"I, cough, I can't die, save..." Before finishing what he wanted to say, Chen Yu lost his language ability again.

Jiang Qingxue hurriedly gave Chen Yu a few more shots, but in the end he couldn't recover his language ability.

Chen Yu smiled bitterly, sat up with a strong support, and said silently, "Paper, pen!"

The loss of language ability is terrible, but Chen Yu, who has always been pretentious, cannot speak but can write.

Jiang Qingxue understood Chen Yu's lips, and quickly fetched paper and pen.

Chen Yu tried his best to write incoherent small characters: Chen Yu Moyan, Yanchengmen, Yuping!

He wanted to write that my name is Chen Yu and my master is Mo Yanyan. Two goalkeepers at the city gate grabbed the jade bottle and needed to take it back!

But he was unable to do what he wanted, and knew he couldn't write so many words.

The words he wrote with trembling hands were crooked, and the sentence was not clear. Jiang Qingxue saw: Chen Yumoyan, Yanchengmen, Yuping.

She was puzzled, and was about to ask, Chen Yu was already crooked and dizzy, and could no longer wake up.

Taking the pulse for Chen Yu, although the pulse is extremely weak, he is persistent.

Jiang Qingxue frowned tightly and sighed.

People can't be buried if they don't die!

"I hope your old man can get out of the sea of ​​suffering, hey!" Jiang Qingxue covered Chen Yu with a thin quilt, shook his head and sighed and turned away.

She has tried her best!

Sitting alone in the fenced courtyard, Jiang Qingxue looked at the moon and sighed!

Life is separated from joys and sorrows, birth, old age, sickness and death, who can escape?

At midnight, Jiang Qingxue sighed and got up and went back to the room to get Chen Yu's pulse.

The pulse has disappeared, his breathing has stopped, he is already dead!

Inexplicable sadness came from her heart, Jiang Qingxue shook her head and sighed and closed the door, "Tomorrow, bury you, let you always have a company with my master in the spring."

There is a grave in the back mountain of Lianbayuan, and a new grave is filled today.

Shrouded in straw mat, Jiang Qingxue buried Chen Yu beside her master's grave.

The old tomb has not grown grass, and the new tomb is yellow.

Standing in front of the two graves, Jiang Qingxue cried silently for a long time, then turned and walked away slowly.

The white skirt sits on the ground, swaying with the wind, dancing and flying!

Jiang Qingxue's back is graceful and graceful, but at the same time it is bleak that is endless to say, she is alone.

"Oh, brother is crushed to death, what is so heavy?"

Chen Yu, who was "buried alive", quickly regained consciousness, feeling that his whole body was squeezed so hard to breathe.

Being restrained and unable to move, and unable to breathe at all, Chen Yu could only turn to internal breathing, feeling his own situation.

The spiritual power at the Qihai Dantian is slowly recovering, and the serious injury kicked out by the steed is quickly healed, and his life is growing rapidly like bamboo shoots after a rain.

"The tortoise breath technique is really effective!" Chen Yu was overjoyed.

He couldn't dissolve the huge poison of the black bamboo snake for a while, Jiang Qingxue stimulated his potential with the silver needle pricking method.

Just when he couldn't speak, and even had difficulty in writing, he suddenly met Gui Xi Gong.

The tortoise-breathing power can put people in a state of suspended animation, and Chen Yu believes that as long as there is enough time, it will definitely be able to dissolve the poison of the black bamboo snake.

So, after he finished writing the crooked words, he used the tortoise breath technique to enter a state of suspended animation to alleviate the deterioration of his condition and the loss of life.

"It must be that little beautiful girl who mistakenly thought that I was dead, and kindly buried me, and the thick grave soil squeezed out the breath held in my chest and abdomen, making me wake up early." Chen Yu Quickly figured out his current situation.

"Saving grace, no retribution, brother can only agree with the body!" Feeling that his physical and spiritual strength is rapidly recovering, Chen Yu was proud of his heart, and couldn't help thinking of Jiang Qingxue's full-fledged face.

She is definitely the best beauty, kind-hearted, fresh and refined.

The lush valley, the fragrance of birds and flowers, and the gurgling stream add a lot of charm to the valley.

Jiang Qingxue, who had been digging holes, burying corpses, filling soil, and wrapping graves, was tired of sweat for most of the morning and came to the stream with a change of clothes.

Gently undressing and undressing, slowly descending into the cool stream, Jiang Qingxue gently and slowly scrubbed her body, bathing in the stream under the scorching sun.

The jade backlight is clean and lustrous, slender and graceful, exciting!

The jade hand gently lifts and moves slowly, as if singing and dancing!

What a beautiful picture of a girl in a bath.

"Wow, so beautiful!"

Chen Yu, who had just gotten up from the grave, was hiding under a large rock. The thief watched the beautiful woman bathe in secret, and could not help but sigh in admiration.

"Who?" Jiang Qingxue's ears were so strong that she heard Chen Yu's uncontrollable voice.

"I'm sorry, girl, I didn't mean to offend, I am really anxious to thank the girl for her life-saving grace!"

Chen Yu explained aloud with a guilty conscience, turned around and ran away.

He fled back to the fence courtyard as if he had fled, waiting for Jiang Qingxue to come back to ask his guilt.

"The prodigal son, who are you?" Jiang Qingxue quickly hurried back to the fence courtyard in despair, and shouted at Chen Yu when she saw Chen Yu.

"Boy Chen Yu, thank you girl for her life-saving grace!" Chen Yu hurriedly clasped his fists in salute.

"Help, Chen Yu?" Jiang Qingxue, who was about to attack Chen Yu, quickly calmed down and looked at him scorchingly. "Are you the grandson of that grandfather?"

The appearance of Chen Yu at this time was 70% to 80% similar to that of when he was extremely old, so Jiang Qingxue had this guess.

She didn't even dare to think about killing her. The old man buried by herself was the handsome young man in front of her.

At this time, Chen Yu was only wearing a pair of big pants, and he was still covered in mud, but the edges and corners of his face were sharp, and the star of the sword eyebrow was indeed a handsome guy.

"No, he is me, I am him."

Chen Yu doesn't want to lie to his savior, let alone lie to a beautiful woman who is allure.

Seeing Jiang Qingxue staring at herself with a bad expression on her face, Chen Yu quickly explained: "You buried me, and I got mud all over my body. I wanted to take a bath by the stream, and then I would ask the girl to thank him, but unexpectedly …Next, it’s definitely not intentional. I look at the girl a few more times because the girl is so charming."

"Also, I killed you!" Jiang Qingxue flushed with shame, drank and swung a pair of small powder fists towards Chen Yu.

Chen Yu avoided acknowledgment, and Jiang Qingxue could not move anymore with a light touch.

Acupuncture!

Chen Yu has rarely used it since he learned it, but it doesn't mean he has forgotten this skill.

"Girl, don't get angry, listen to the next explanation..."

He hugged Jiang Qingxue on the lying ride in the fence courtyard, and Chen Yu piously squatted aside, carefully and detailedly recounting the causes and consequences of entering the black bamboo forest, as well as being bitten and poisoned by a black bamboo snake, and entering the sky abandoned city. The various experiences of the teacher.

"In that case, are you really that old grandfather?"

Jiang Qingxue stared suspiciously at Chen Yu's question, and couldn't help but believe his explanation.

"Hey, exactly." Chen Yu admitted with a smile.

"You..." Jiang Qingxue wanted to say something, but was interrupted by a very discordant voice.