Jun Zhuheng sat aside and gasped. After his breathing calmed down, his dizziness and vomiting disappeared almost. However, his body was still in pain, but it was not as difficult as when he woke up. Perhaps it was because his body was already numb.

Mu Qingning was still in a coma. Jun Zhuheng took the tree branch just now and came out of the cave. He wanted to pick up some dead branches and ignite the fire, and then get some water.

After two or three trips and working hard for most of the day, Jun Zhuheng finally lit the fire.

Mu Qingning woke up when she noticed the warmth. Her legs were so painful that she felt a little numb. She held her body up and walked in to Jun Zhuheng.

Jun Zhuoheng put down the fruit in his hand with a look of surprise and walked to Mu Qingning: "It's considered to be awake. I'm still thinking about what to do if you can't wake up."

Mu Qingning rubbed his head and grabbed Jun Zhuoheng: "My head is so dizzy, my legs hurt, it's wrong, my whole body hurts."

Jun Zhuheng took out a shell of unknown fruit, and it contained water: "After all, it fell off the cliff, and it was normal to feel dizzy, so come and drink some water slowly."

The fruit shell was not big, and after a few mouthfuls of cold water, Mu Qingning finally felt a little awake.

Mu Qingning was about to ask Jun Zhuheng's injuries when he saw Jun Zhuheng's face cold and looked at Mu Qingning with a gloomy expression: "Who told you to come? What is it that I can do if I don't allow you, a woman, to come over?"

She didn't expect what to do if she lost her life?

Mu Qingning raised his eyes and was still a little angry: "You said this. If I hadn't come here, I could have organized your funeral in the Xiao Palace. Don't you know what your current body looks like? Do you know how worried I am!"

Mu Qingning bent his knees and began to deal with the wound on his legs. The clothes and wounds were already stuck together. If he wanted to clear the clothes and dirt, he would inevitably pull the wound.

The two of them snuggled up to each other and kept warm. They knew that they could not stay here, otherwise someone would chase them and they would not be able to escape. Now they would find a place to hide and heal the wounds on their bodies.

Jun Zhuoheng's whole body was tense, and his already tired muscles had already hurt at this moment, but he couldn't relax, Mu Qingning was behind him.

The south of the Yangtze River is wet, and there may be water flowing at the bottom of the cliff, and there is fog all day long, so the bottom cannot be seen at all.

Mu Qingning had peeled off her skin, and Jun Zhuheng automatically volunteered to help her clean the wound.

"yes."

Above the cliff.

Mu Qingning was helpless.

"This is the signal cigarette you gave me. I just don't know if it's useful to soak the water. You can take it out and order it later."

At first glance, there was no good piece of meat, and the deepest wound was even as long as Mu Rongning's half of his calf.

"Those killers will definitely not give up. We will find our master before those killers!"

The other side, the killer narrowed his eyes and gritted his teeth: "I knew he was not that easy to die. Go! This time, we must eliminate future troubles forever!"

Mu Qingning noticed Jun Zhuheng's pause and saw the guilt in Jun Zhuheng's eyes. He didn't have to think about it and knew that he was blaming himself: "What are you doing while standing there? Why don't you bring the water over quickly?"

They and the killer set out from different directions. When they arrived, they only saw Mu Qingning and Jun Zhuheng falling off the cliff.

The leader's eyes did not relax: "If you live, you must see people, and if you die, you must see corpses. You cannot give them a chance to survive. Go and search for me."

Mu Qingning was laughed at by his rebellious thoughts: "I am the first person in the world to be served by Prince Xiao like this."

Just when Mu Qingning was so angry that she wanted to stand up, Jun Zhuheng suddenly pulled him closer to his arms: "It's good that you're fine."

A group of men in black walked along the road down the mountain. They were light and searching for blood or footprints all the way.

Not knowing that the wind and clouds were surging outside the cave, Mu Qingning and Jun Zhuoheng were cleaning the wounds.

"Well, let it beside you first, and I will go out after I have helped you clean the wound."

They can't stay here for too long. Mu Qingning's wound needs treatment. Although using signal cigarettes will alarm the snake, it is indeed the fastest way to contact Spider Pavilion.

When Jun Zhuheng came over with a fruit shell, Mu Qingning was enduring the pain and tearing the clothes on her legs. She had already tore open most of the skin, and the exposed skin was covered with tiny scratches.

...

Jun Zhuheng pursed his lips and couldn't smile. Mu Qingning followed his thoughts and touched Jun Zhuheng's head: "I am going to follow you to Jiangnan. This is my choice, so I don't regret it, even if I'm scarred now."

We are looking for Mu Rongning and Jun Zhuoheng not only those killers, but also those who are divided into Spider Pavilion.

Jun Zhuheng nodded, took a larger fruit shell and walked out.

Mu Qingning instructed: "It is best to bring your sword with you. If the people on the cliff have left, they don't know if they have left. The signal smoke may bring more than yours."

The people of the Spider Pavilion were overjoyed. Their masters were still alive, and they ran towards the place where the signal smoke was as if they were injected with chicken blood.

After briefly bandaging Mu Qingning's legs, Jun Zhuheng walked out of the cave with his sword and lit the signal smoke.

This sentence made Mu Qingning feel that the grievances he suffered throughout the journey were worth it.

Jun Zhuheng stepped forward in three or two steps and squatted on Mu Qingning's calves, like a sad big dog.

It had been a while since Mu Qingning and Jun Zhuheng fell down. The man in black looked towards the bottomless cliff: "A cliff of such a high should have fallen to death."

Jun Zhuoheng was now full of guilt. Doing this might make him feel more comfortable. Mu Qingning went with him, but she was not idle either. She fumbled on her body and found a signal cigarette from her pocket.

A loud blast on the ground alarmed both figures.

Mu Qingning smiled and said, "I can do it myself. Can you help me get more water?"

Jun Zhuoheng had a heartache. It was just a calf. I don’t know that if it weren’t for him, Mu Qingning wouldn’t have arrived in Jiangnan. This was purely implicated by him.

"Your wound" Mu Qingning frowned worriedly, Jun Zhuheng's white underwear was stained with blood, which was shocking.

Mu Qingning said this, his eyes were red.

...

Jun Zhuoheng said in a low voice: "You should be hurt more than me. I don't understand medical principles and am afraid that I will not handle it properly, so I didn't move."

"Well, don't worry."

Jun Zhuoheng was shocked by Mu Qingning's words, lowered his head and couldn't see clearly.

I don't know if the enemy or his subordinates came first.

Suddenly, the sound of messy footsteps came. Jun Zhuheng looked over and saw a killer with a black body and a cold face.

at the same time.

"Master! We're here!"
Chapter completed!