Chapter 30 [A little throbbing]

Xia Ya was so painful that her face, eyes, nose and mouth were squeezed into a ball. She quickly pressed the wound hard and trembled for a while before she started to pant. She didn't care about her first kiss and cursed: "Do you want to kill me?!"

The poor man was furious and thought that this country bumpkin had taken advantage of him, but he dared to scold him like this, and said angrily: "You bastard, just now..."

"Shut up!" Xia Ya's face changed drastically, and she gritted her teeth: "Nothing happened just now! You'd better forget it quickly! You, you are not allowed to say it, otherwise I won't be a human being in the future!"

As he said that, he looked around and saw the goblin princess sitting in a corner timidly, showing murderous aura: "And you! You are not allowed to say it!"

When the goblin princess heard this, she nodded in fear.

The poor man almost fainted from anger!

It’s too unreasonable to be taken advantage of by this local bully! But this bastard actually seemed to have suffered a great loss?!

With such an episode, both of them turned their heads and ignored each other.

Xia Ya pulled a piece of cloth herself, barely wrapped the wound, and then sat there holding her head and began to worry.

Where does Mr. Xia Ya’s worries come from?

Nonsense, can you avoid worrying?

He calmed down now and found a fact in grief and anger, that is,... Mr. Xia Ya once again became a pauper.

After escaping just now, Mr. Xia Ya lost all the possessions he had just accumulated! The big burden that pretended to be his entire possessions didn’t have time to bring them!

Hell, damn it! There are dozens of gold coins in there!!

And his own battle axe and shield were destroyed.

Even the bloodthirsty wild wolf skin was not able to stay!!

Now Xia Ya has recovered to the time when he just left Wildfire Town, no, even worse than that time. At that time, at least he still had a bad axe in his hand, but now, there is only a fire fork left.

Uh-huh?!!

Fire Fork!!

He picked up the fire fork that the poor worm threw at his feet, held it in his hand and looked carefully.

This fire fork is covered with black charcoal ash that has been cultivated for many years. The thick layer is probably not clean even if it is scratched. It is black and has no luster at all.

I have been using this thing since I remember it. I don’t know where it came from. I think it was probably the old guy who threw it into the furnace before. Xia Ya never discovered its magicality. On weekdays, she just took it forked a briquette or flipped over charcoal.

As for its sharpness...will you be idle and bored with your fire fork to chop kitchen knife for experiments?

After busy for a while, Xia Ya's anger subsided a little. After looking at the poor man, she remembered some doubts in her heart and coughed: "Hey, that, you, I have something to ask you."

The poor man turned around with a stern face: "What!"

Xia Ya sighed, with a deep expression: "Hey... If I'm not mistaken, these guys who chase us seem to have something to do with you! The guy riding a horse asked me if I had encountered other humans, and... I noticed that you saw them like hell!"

The poor insect's expression changed. She knew that she could not hide it. Moreover, when she ran away just now, the other party had already seen her, so she would definitely refuse to give up. She nodded with a calm face: "Yes... they are indeed here to look for me. These people should be sent by my uncle."

"Your uncle?" Xia Ya frowned and stared at the poor man: "Are these people here to rescue you?" But then he shook his head first: "No! You seem to be afraid of being found by them."

The poor man pursed his lips and finally whispered: "You don't have to guess, they should be ordered to come...kill me!!"

Xia Ya widened her eyes and looked at the poor man up and down for a while. The poor man was uneasy when he saw him. He sighed secretly, and was hesitating. If this country bumpkin asked whether he wanted to tell him the truth. Now, depending on the situation, he was the only way to rely on his protection...

Her expression was a little sad: "This incident was originally a secret, a scandal in my family..."

Before she could continue, Xia Ya suddenly laughed twice, stopped her words, patted the poor man on the shoulder, and almost dislocated her shoulder: "Haha! So, wouldn't I save you again?! Hey, poor man, it seems that your family is very rich, and you can afford such a powerful killer. If you have the life to go back, you have to pay me a large amount of protection fee!"

The poor man opened his mouth and stared at Xia Ya in surprise. Finally, he couldn't help but whisper: "You, you don't want to ask me..."

"No need to ask." Xia Ya waved his hand, his face calmed down, and said lightly: "So what if you know, will it improve our current predicament? Let's go back alive and say other things!"

His expression was calm for less than a moment, and then suddenly realized that his hand was still on the poor man's shoulder. He felt chill in his heart. He quickly withdrew his hand and his whole body trembled.

Don't dare to look at the poor man again, for fear of causing him to recall the "tragedy" just now. Xia Ya looked around: "Let's find a way to leave here first. It seems that those guys won't give up easily, well, we..."

"At this point, do you still want to find that dragon?" The poor man frowned, looking a little worried: "Even if you find the dragon's treasure and are stared by these people, you can't carry the treasure back."

Xia Ya let out a heavy sigh and snorted: "No choice. Those guys are in the south. Now we can only fall into the trap and go north."

Then Xia Ya took the fire fork and looked at the cliff opposite. Xia Ya pinched the fire fork and gestured twice, took a step back, and jumped out towards the front.

His strength was really scary. He jumped out at this step and was several meters high. He rushed to the cliff. With a low growl, the fire fork penetrated into the cliff! The fire fork was cut like a stone, and it was like cutting tofu!

With the fire fork as a foothold, Shaya freed up a hand and threw a roll of rope wrapped around her belt over her: Holding the rope, I will pull you up.

This guy's physique is like a monster, and he has such energy after suffering several injuries.

After pulling the poor worm and the goblins up with a rope, he wrapped the rope around his waist and tied it tightly, freed up his hands, cut the fire fork inserted on the cliff a few times, cut out a gap, inserted his hand and held it tightly, pulled out the fire fork, and thrust it upwards, stabbed it into the position above the top of his head.

I used this method to go back and forth several times, and finally pulled the poor worm and the goblin princess up to the cliff dozens of meters.

Xia Ya was so tired that she sat on the ground and gasped, and blood came out of the wound on her shoulders, dyeing her clothes red.

The poor man couldn't bear it: "Your wound is bleeding..."

Xia Ya snorted twice in pain and said angrily: "Nonsense, you will bleed if you get beaten. But you can't find the medicine here, damn..."

When the medicine was mentioned, the poor man's eyes lit up. She immediately sat down, quickly took off her boots and exposed her feet.

The wound on her feet and the new medicine she changed into this morning were limited at this moment, so she didn't care about it anymore, so she reached out and scraped off some residual medicine from her wound.

Xia Ya was angry at the sight: "Hey! I've used your stinky feet and I actually applied them to the wound?"

The poor man was so angry that he almost shed tears, but bit his lip: "Do you want to use it, don't you have to hurt you!"

After all, Xia Ya was used to living in the wild. She knew that if this kind of injury was not treated, bleeding could kill the abortion. Even though she had a strong constitution, she was in danger now and could not care about so much.

Next, he continued to rush, but Shaya was injured and could not carry the poor worm. As a result... Oaks was in great danger.

It was forced to carry a poor worm that was larger than its height and staggered behind Xia Ya.

The group did not dare to walk along the riverside, and walked east for a long time until the evening before turning north.

When I knew that the pursuers would find me at any time, I naturally didn’t dare to camp, but instead rushed to the road overnight.

The three of them had no food, were tired and hungry, and were afraid that they would reveal their direction at night, so they did not dare to make a fire. After walking for the middle of the night, except for Chara who could still hold on, poor worms and Oaks couldn't stand it anymore.

Especially the poor man, I soaked in the water yesterday. It was winter again. When the cold wind blew at night, I saw her face turn blue in the morning, and she leaned on Oaks' back and teeth fighting.

Xia Ya saw it and was also a little worried. At dawn, everyone finally sat down to rest. The goblin princess's small legs had already shaken, and she could no longer stand up after she fell down.

Xia Ya was reluctantly energetic and searched around for a while. After turning on a stone, she cheered, pulled out the fire fork and dug up the soil on the ground.

After a moment, Xia Ya ran back, holding a large ball of thin red stuff like fish eggs in her big hands.

The poor man was so cold that he was a little confused. He saw Xia Ya's hand reaching in front of him, looking down at the things in Xia Ya's hand: "What?"

"Eat it!" Xia Ya said without saying a word, and directly pinched the poor man's chin and forced her to open her mouth and stuff a ball of things in it.

The thing was so thin and crispy, with a slight sour feeling. It was dry mouth. The poor man ate two bites and had food in his stomach. He suddenly felt a little warm in his belly. He looked up at the rustic bull, and his eyes were a little grateful: "What is this?"

Xia Ya licked her tongue and looked at her hands - the thing was just a small ball, and the poor man ate all of them alone.

"The eggs of the red ant." Xia Ya said lightly: "This thing is very good. It can help you eat it. Moreover, the red ant is dry and the eggs can remove coldness. You will sweat in a while and feel much more comfortable."

The poor man wanted to say something, but suddenly saw Xia Ya's throat moving, as if he was swallowing his saliva. He saw that the hand of this rustler was empty, and his heart immediately felt enlightened. He was originally fragile when he was weak, but his heart became even softer. For some reason, the warmth brought by the red ant eggs in his stomach became even hotter. He stared at the rustler in a daze, but he couldn't say a word.

When the sun came out, the group continued to set off. The poor man was sweating all over and recovered a little, but for some reason, he remained silent and stopped talking to Xia Ya, as if he had no interest in quarreling with this rustic bull. His eyes occasionally flipped, but he couldn't help but look at this rustic bull.

This rustic bull is walking in front with his head held high and his chest held high. In the cold morning breeze in the morning, the heat emitted by Xia Ya's breathing is clearly visible in the air. The poor man looked at Xia Ya's majestic and broad back, but he couldn't help but become obsessed...
Chapter completed!