I don't know how long it took, but she woke up.

When she woke up, she found that her clothes had been put on again, her belt was tied up again, and she was well organized, without even a piece of grass clippings, and there was no trace of her escape for a night. Below the clothes, she could clearly feel the existence of the bandage, and she didn't know how to deal with the wound, and the pain was relieved a lot, and she seemed to be able to move slightly.

She opened her eyes wide, looked in her arms, feeling the range of bandages, and imagined the scene in the pile of weeds before, with a little confused expression.

After a while, she turned her eyes with some difficulty, looking for the figure with Broken Sweet.

The folded sleeves squatted on the edge of the aquatic plants, which was the farthest place in this grassland. The hem of the clothes was torn off, and the legs were exposed outside. The posture was a bit ugly, like a dog.

The torn hem of the lace should have become a bandage between her chest and abdomen.

She looked into her arms again, for some reason she felt very wronged, and thought to herself: "How could you take off your clothes without permission?"

It sounds wonderful. After no longer having to hide gender, she seemed to start thinking like a little girl, such as calling herself in herringbone instead of me, but she has not become someone else yet.

The more she thought about it, the more she felt wronged, especially when Cheshui never turned around, which made her even more sad... Wow, she cried.

Listening to the crying, the back of Broken Sleeve, squatting beside the water grass, trembling slightly.

After a while, he found that the crying did not mean to stop. He followed the crying, sat in front of her, and said in a gentle tone as much as possible: "Don't cry."

Qijian's crying stopped temporarily, and tears were everywhere on his face.

Zhe Xiu paused and continued, "... Otherwise, it would be trouble again if those monsters were caused."

There is nothing to say about this.

Whether it is an adult or a teenager, men never understand that having nothing to say at such a moment often means looking for trouble, and it is also like looking for death.

Qijian was stunned and started crying again. She remembered that she did not make any sound, so she looked even more pitiful.

Cheshui was silent for a while and explained, "You know, I can't see anything now, so..."

Before he could finish his words, Qijian cried even more sadly, thinking in great sadness that although you couldn't see it, you were touching all over his body. Do you still want to admit it? Do you want to be irresponsible?

Zhexiu felt a headache. He had lived for more than ten years and fought for more than ten years. He had encountered many terrible monsters and demons on the snow field, and had seen countless life and death, but... he had never seen such a situation before. He thought to himself what to do? What should he do if he continues to cry like this and gets hurt?

Listening to Qijian's sob, he was very uneasy and a little puzzled. He thought that as the disciple of Lishan's leader, you are so high in your realm, you have already reached the Youzhong Realm at such a young age, and your swordsmanship is so strong that even Guan Feibai is not necessarily your opponent. He is good at enlightenment. He saw the third monument directly in the Tianshu Tomb. No matter how you look at it, it is amazing. Why do you just like crying like this?

Not knowing how to solve the problem, he had to sit aside in silence, but he didn't know that this method of coping just coincides with the truth of getting along with men and women.

Girls’ emotional problems can only be left to time to solve. Many times, they just feel sad and sad and want to cry, so just let them cry and accompany them. When they need to hand over a handkerchief, don’t be polite when they need to dedicate their shoulders. You don’t need to keep comforting and talking. When they have not really calmed down and don’t want to cause trouble, everything you do is erratic.

Sure enough, the crying gradually faded, Qi Jian lowered his head like a frightened little bird, and said with a hint of shame: "Did you... have known it long ago?"

There are two meanings hidden in this question, which is very difficult to answer - if he knew in advance, then many physical contacts that happened later, especially the previous scene, could have more negative explanations. Fortunately, Cheeku is really a person who is not good at talking, so he is still silent - silence can have many meanings, Qijian can choose the explanation that makes her feel the most comfortable.

In fact, I really didn't expect it.

During the previous escape, there were several times, especially when he was carrying her over the mountains and ridges, listening to her softly uh, he had some thoughts, but those thoughts were fleeting and did not continue to think deeper, because he could never have imagined that the closed disciple of the leader of Lishan, the most beloved junior brother of the seven-character charity of the Kingdom of God, the young genius who was on the Qingyun List at the age of twelve... was actually a girl.

When recalling the scenes in the thatched hut in the Tianshu Mausoleum, there is a completely different interpretation. At that time, the seven of them were under the same roof. Cheshui, Chen Changsheng and Tang Sanshiliu occupied the inner room, and the fourth son of Lishan Sword Sect lived in the outer room. When they were sleeping every day, Gou Hanshi, Guan Feibai and Liangbanhu were all crowded together, but they left a large area for Qijian. The most important thing was that Qijian had a separate bedding. At that time, Cheshui and Chen Changsheng felt that Gou Hanshi and others were too spoiled by Qijian, or the special status of the closed disciples of Lishan head, had. Now he realized that it turned out that there was only a difference between men and women.

What should I do next? Zhexiu was silent, Qijian didn't know what to say, an awkward atmosphere lingered between the boy and the girl.

At this moment, a tremor came from the depths of the grassland, followed by a low thunderous roar. When Jie Xiu heard the sound, he changed his expression slightly. After listening to it for a moment, he realized that it was an extremely terrifying and powerful monster. He could no longer care about so much. He took out the powder used to eliminate the smell and dissipated from the grass. At the same time, he turned around and squatted in front of Qijian like he did this day and night.

In the past day and night, they have repeated this process many times. Logically speaking, they should be very skilled, but because they have confirmed that Qijian is a girl, the folding sleeves seems a bit stiff, and their hands stretched back are a little stiff, looking like a duck that is about to be stewed.

Looking at his appearance, Qi Jian burst into tears and patted his back gently, signaling him to squat down a little longer, then slowly leaned over, and naturally hugged his neck with his hands.

It may be really a psychological factor, and I felt that the feeling from my back became much softer.

In the grassland more than ten miles away, the land under the weeds kept raising, making a terrifying low sound like thunder roar. I don’t know what was moving forward at high speed. The sun was very fierce at this time, penetrated the water at the bottom of the grass and illuminated the figures of countless monsters, as if it was a tide, tracking them, and looking extremely shocked.

At the forefront of the beast tide, Broken Sleeve and Qijian faced the higher and brighter sun, wading all the way. She was still his eyes, he was still her legs

“Which direction is going?”

"There seems to be a large meadow in the southwest direction, with a higher terrain, or go and take a look? The sound comes from the east, and it may require you to get faster."

The conversation ended and was quiet for a long time. Only the sound of the water surface being broken, splashing water and the weeds gradually grew higher.

I don’t know how long it took, Qi Jian asked softly: “Are you surprised?”

Chessie was silent for a while and said, "Yes."

She hugged his neck and leaned against his shoulder, smelling the familiar smell from her nose, and continued to ask softly: "What do you think?"

Cheshui didn't answer because he didn't know how to answer, thoughts? What thoughts? What thoughts did your fingertips slide across your slightly trembling body? No, the mind of the wolf boy at that time was blank and he had no thoughts.

She thought to herself... Does silence mean unhappiness? After a while, her voice became lighter and she asked nervously: "Then do you think I'm better for a man or a woman?"

This question is not heartbroken, but it is directly at the critical point.

Cheshe thought about it, you have been umm, umm, hugging yourself tightly all the way. If you were a man, the picture was indeed a bit unbeautiful, so you said, "Good woman."

Qi Jian said softly as if he was mosquito: "It's good for women to be together, that's what you mean."

Cheshu thought it was not good. You are no longer as generous as before. Why is this?

There is a folk story in this mainland, a story about a pig demon carrying a wife.

Yes, whether it is the story or reality, most of the time, it should be a man carrying a woman on his back, and it is hard to imagine the reverse.

So in this vast grassland, I folded my sleeves and carried seven girls on my back. On the other end of the grassland, Chen Changsheng also carried a girl on his back.

I have been trekking in the grassland for a long time, but still in the wetlands. It is extremely difficult to walk. The scorching sun shines on the reeds and unknown weeds in the water, as if I want to turn all the green plants into carvings of gold and silver. However, he does not sweat a drop of sweat. The cold air in his body constantly dispels the heat and resists the sunshine.

Xu Yourong closed her eyes and leaned on his shoulder, her eyelashes without blinking, and her lips were pursed from time to time. It seemed that with Chen Changsheng's natural curling, she slept very well.

Until this time, there was no movement from Nanke chasing him. Chen Changsheng thought that the demons were probably unwilling to go into this grassland to take risks. He probably gave up. Then he felt relieved. Once his spirit relaxed, his injuries and fatigue suddenly surged like a tide, and he trapped his feet like mud, making him no longer willing to take a step forward.

There were wetlands and weeds all around, and there was no place to sit and rest. Chen Changsheng looked at the grass branches that were taller than people and had to continue walking with Xu Yourong on his back. But now he was not walking forward, but he kept walking around and trampling all the reeds and weeds around him. Gradually, a flat ground crushed by green branches appeared in front of him.

With the concealment of reeds and weeds, it is difficult for anyone to see the scene inside outside. If someone can look down from the sky, he will see a small circle of grass about a few feet in a circle. Xu Yourong hugged his knees and lay on the pile of grass sideways, looking very weak and pitiful, just like a newborn child.

Chen Changsheng sat beside her, looked down at her face, looked at her for a long time, with a serious expression, as if he had discovered something.
Chapter completed!