MTL - Qinglian Chronicles-v2 Chapter 118 cottage

His face was pale and his voice was low, but his pain was still a look, and his voice was smiling.

Suddenly, I was no longer so flustered. I didn’t know how to bring a smile. “Shut up! What is the pain of a man’s cure?”

"You also lightly, don't take the opportunity to retaliate against me... I am not easy..."

"Small voice, want to recruit the Huns!"

"what--"

"Small voice, I haven't touched it yet."

"what--"

"That's how I will throw you here!"

......

Finally, I handled the wound well, cut the meat, and dug out the arrow inside. Fortunately, I haven’t touched the bone yet, but it’s also shocking and terrible...

Am I still calm?

In fact, I am really a calm person, calmly watching the way the bright red blood rushes out, watching my hand keep shaking...

I hold the wrist of my knife, but the knife trembles in the air is silent, and I will not betray my voice if nothing happens: "How? Can you still stand it?"

"Hey," he complained weakly. "Zhang Qinglian, I used to beat you, and you are not so embarrassed. Do you deliberately torture a person who is trying to save you from injury?"

"Looking at your coherence is so good, it's okay, let's go."

Yuan Qingyun looked at me with sorrow.

It seems like a puppy that has been kicked.

After walking for a while, we saw the smoke, two or three huts were covered, some chickens and ducks in front of the house, and two or three cattle and sheep behind the house. It seems to be an ordinary farmhouse with a good situation.

I looked back at the original Qingyun, the clothes were broken and bloody, and I guess it was similar.

"Let's do this..."

"I said that I met a robber."

"It's very old."

"It doesn't matter, we don't look like bad people, we give more money."

"..."

Forget it, let him go, anyway, the original Qingyun has always been good at public relations.

There is a coveted child playing at the door of the house, and there is a jujube tree next to the house.

The original Qingyun reluctantly spirited and sorted out the clothes that had no sorting value. He tried to bow down and say to the child with joy and joy: "Is your family married?"

The child looked up at him in amazement and suddenly shouted: "Grandma! Grandma!"

It seems that I saw a ghost-like fly and ran into the house.

The original Qingyun was there.

I laughed: "Tell you that you will scare children like this..."

He glanced at me with anger.

An old lady walked out of the house, about 60 years old, her hair was white, her spirits were still strong, her body was clean, and she smashed the roots of the jingjing sticks and trembled.

I was afraid that the original Qingyun would be a bad thing. I quickly rushed forward and laughed and said: "The old man is here to visit relatives. Unexpectedly, there are gangsters on the road. Fortunately, the righteous man will save." cloud. "But when this gentleman saved me, he was injured by a dark arrow. Can you ask the elderly to be kind and take us one day? We must thank you."

Unexpectedly, the old lady hadn’t listened to me yet. She kept looking at my face and showed a horrified expression. The body swayed and almost fainted, scarier than seeing the ghost.

I was shocked by her and quickly helped her. "Old man, what's wrong with you?"

I touched my face secretly. It seems that there is no blood. I am not as embarrassed as the original Qingyun. I can’t say scary if I grow up.

The original Qingyun sneered silently behind.

I am a little annoyed.

The old lady seemed to be calm and quickly recovered her face, although her eyes were always on my face, as if I could stare at the flowers.

"Old man?"

"Oh... this son, the old woman is rude. The son is too much like my dead nephew..."

"Ah?" I stunned. Is there anyone in the world who looks like Zhang Qinglian?

"You are invited to come in. We have a simple house here, we can't entertain guests, and the two will stop their legs without giving up."

We were greeted.

The old lady gave us tea, although it was rough, but I felt very fragrant after thirsty night. Not to mention the people who lost too much blood like the original Qingyun, the cows drank some, finished using the sleeves to dry the mouth. The water drops, this guy is still very handsome when he is in this kind of wolf. He saw me see him, and quickly flew at me with a wink, I glanced at him and never looked at him again.

The old lady Zhang Luo is going to cook, I quickly said no, there is a ready-made wolf head and the like to give us two to fill the stomach, the key is to find a room to sleep.

The old lady said that, when Auntie and his aunt got together to make some delicious food, they found us a few cornmeal noodles, a dish of pickles, and cooked seven or eight eggs. Recently, the eggs from the chickens at home were cooked, and the children swallowed aside, and I handed one to him. The child hesitated for a long time, only then rose out of the small hand, took over, and hid a big mouth and stuttered sweet.

I and the original Qingyun were also very hungry and ate everything.

The old lady took us to rest. There were two bedrooms in his house. One aunt and aunt lived. An old lady lived with her grandson. I saw that his house was simple and the bed sheets were clean. The blood of the original Qingyun soiled the house, and said that let us live in the firewood house, the old lady said how to do it, the original Qingyun smiled: "Nothing, sleeping on the haystack is also very comfortable."

After we insisted, we finally used the firewood house as our temporary residence tonight.

I took the original Qingyun to the haystack and lay it down. I uncovered the temporary hurriedly wrapped things and observed the wound. The blood stopped, and the wound was a little red and swollen. Fortunately, there was no sign of suppuration. I asked the old aunt to help us prepare clean scissors and boiling water. The old aunt is very cooperative, and the hands and feet are still quite good.

I took a bowl of boiling water and clean cloth scissors and stuffed the old lady with two gold leaves. The old lady waved her hand and said no, it was hard to put it in my hand. She also accepted it.

"You have to be careful." The original Qingyun half-shouldered his eyes and said carelessly.

"Ok?"

"The old lady."

"It’s not like an ordinary person, it’s a bit of a humiliation. And I don’t believe that she will have a scorpion that looks like you.”

"Oh." I promised, the scissors and the cloth strips were boiled with boiling water, and the cloth strips were aired up. I chewed the pills that I carried with me on the wounds of the original Qingyun.

Before in the woods, the sky was still dark, and I couldn’t see it. At this time, the sky was just right. The white skin on the shoulders of the original Qingyun, the muscles of the micro-long, the beautiful clavicle, and the tiny sweat beads that he had pulled out because of the pain. The face deliberately made indifferent look, gorgeous lips and eyebrows, he stared at the dark eyes I watched, breathing heartbeat, are too close to me.

I even remembered something that I didn't want to think about. The face was involuntarily red.

I bowed my head and concealed the past.

The atmosphere is too embarrassing.

I stood up and said, "Look at the cloth."

Together, they were pulled down by a force and sat on the haystack.

I didn't say anything, looking down at the hand holding my wrist, no more than my skin color, five beautiful long and powerful fingers, hurt me.

My heart beats faster than I allowed.

One hand slowly swam to my waist, grabbed my waist, covered with a piece of warmth, two pieces of soft and soft things stuck to my neck, breathing hot and burning me.

The hand slowly moved over my body, and the strength of my arm took me to the back. I struggled and tried to sit down.

"Does your shoulders hurt?"

"No pain..." The squeaky voice behind my ear.

"...no, I don't want to." My voice is very light, but presumably enough to tell him to be determined.

"If you are afraid, you can still be like before..." He was very anxious to breathe.

I shook my head.

Force his fingers apart.

He did not hang around, he loosened himself and kept silent for a long time.

I slowly calmed my heartbeat and breathed.

"Do men still have to be so sturdy?" he said with a smile.

I didn't speak.

"What is Yao Jin's kid so good?"

I bowed my head.

The original Qingyun did not speak. It was only a long time that a very distant voice came: "Do you really like me at all?" It seems to add a chuckle.

I listened or didn't speak, but my nose suddenly became sore, my heart was blocked, and I felt so sad that I could cry.

Original Qingyun should not have said this. I shouldn’t listen to him here. What happened to the world? I should be with Koi and face the enemy together.

The purple-grey horns that Koi used to flutter in the wind, the shadow of the dark night that I once quietly waited for, gazing at my dark eyes, I used to skip the heart, the days when the soft sausages turned, here At this moment, they are sharply accused of laughing at the weakness of my talent.

Koi is probably looking for me in anxiously.

I didn't immediately think of trying to contact him.

What is this kind of thing?

No, I can't change the heart of Koi, and it can't exist for a moment. I love Koi, Koi has never changed a half, if such love can't stand the time, if I Actually such a person, what other principles do I have?

"I have been tired for a long time..."

"There are no temptations in the world, only temptations that are not big enough."

These words are known to anyone who knows something about the world.

But I never believe it.

I have been tired for a long time because I have not met someone who really deserves my life.

I can't resist the temptation because I don't encounter anything more important than everything else.

However, if I am even shaken by myself, how can I believe in the humanity where I want to be placed.

I was deeply disgusted with myself for a moment.

Compared with the original Qingyun who used to have it, the softness of this moment makes me even more embarrassed.

"You guys come here less, the best things I forgot, I don't like you, I don't like you." I stood up and said coldly.

The original Qingyun smiled happily, not even hearing the sadness in the voice.

There is a voice outside, opening the door, the voice of young men and women, the local tone is difficult to distinguish, but the intimate tone is not difficult to judge is the grandmother's son and daughter-in-law returned.

Then there is the sound of the pot, the pots and pans, the wings of the chicken, the screams, the sound of the water, the sound of the oil being fired, the joyful sound of the child running before running, and then the nose Aroma, onion **** is scented, with oily smoke...

So sweet smell.

The smack of the home away from home will burst into tears.

Former Qingyun did not say anything. They had such a birth. They should have no such memories for childhood, but he sucked his nose and smiled and said: "It's so delicious, it's delicious."

Sure enough, dinner is a very rich farmer's meal: the butter-oiled chicken is stewed with mushroom-like fungi, the soup is rich and fragrant, there is no dish contaminating pesticides and fertilizers, and the savory rice is fragrant...

The child wandered around the table and went straight to the throat, and was taken care of by the mother.

The couple are not old enough, the man is honest and honest, and the black and ruddy face is awkward. Although the woman looks at the mountain village, the Jingyi cloth skirt, there are also some appearances.

The wife was careful to sit down with her mother-in-law.

The mother is filial and filial.

We both ate very well.

Yuan Qingyun said: "Not bad, this craft is faster than my master."

The farmer said: "Is this son a school chef?"

Original Qingyun laughed and laughed: "Yes, my master is a famous chef in the north and south!"

I gave him a look.

The next day we quietly left in the early hours of the morning.

I said to the original Qingyun: "Your injury is not serious, I have to go to the Koi, let's not leave it."