But if she keeps squatting on the same tree, once the wolves jump up or knock the tree down, she will die.
There was a dull pain in her lower abdomen, her long hair was messy, cold sweat broke out on her forehead, her breath was short, and she gasped for air.
I'm afraid I really can't save this child this time.
There is nothing we can do about it, we can only blame her for not having a fate with this child, so they fight.
Taking a breath, she stood firm, looked at the tree in front of her, glared hard, and flew out, narrowly clinging to the tree. Due to the force, a piece of flesh was bitten off her arm, and blood flowed profusely.
The pain seeped through the gray cotton-padded clothes, and her face turned pale in pain. Although the wound on her ankle was shallow, the injury worsened just after she glared hard.
She was undoubtedly embarrassed, extremely embarrassed.
She still had to run away for her life, gritting her teeth, she flew on the trees, while the wolves chased her on the ground.
She didn't know how much time passed, but she was exhausted and almost fainted, but the wolves were still on the ground, chasing her endlessly.
Whenever she stayed on a tree for too long, they would start jumping and colliding with each other, and she could only be forced to move forward. Those green eyes were full of bloodthirsty light.
In the woods, the fog was getting thicker, and she could no longer see clearly the direction of the trees in the night. She could only vaguely see a few branches, and then she jumped forward without hesitation and no retreat.
Finally, when she jumped from a locust tree to a branch in front, she stepped on the air and fell suddenly, hitting the ground heavily. In a daze, she heard the roar of a group of wolves.
Excited and excited, she no longer had the strength.
She slowly closed her eyes, and before she lost consciousness, what appeared in front of her eyes was a handsome black face. She slightly raised her lips and snorted.
Now, it's really gone.
Beichen silent wind.
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In the haze, it seemed that someone was playing with her wound. It hurt her so much that she gasped and her eyes widened in an instant.
The woman who jumped into his sight really surprised Mu Yunsang, and he blurted out: "Mute ghost."
But as soon as I opened my mouth, I realized that my throat felt like it was broken. It was dry, hoarse and painful, and I couldn't speak a single word.
"woke up?"
A voice came from behind the mute ghost, and she realized that besides the mute ghost, there was another person in the room.
Dressed in a golden robe, with thick eyebrows on his temples, tall and mighty, he was the man who lost to Beichen Mofeng in a fight with Beichen Mofeng on the cliff that day.
"I……"
She opened her mouth and tried to spit out a syllable, but she found that her throat hurt as if it was cracked. She was speechless and could only use lip language to gesture: "Am I on the Devil's Mountain?"
Simply, this tall and mighty man understood and said with a smile: "You are very courageous and your life is not small. If the dark ghost hadn't gone out to look for the mountain and saw you, you would have died long ago. You broke into the Demon King Mountain world and were trapped in the miasma."
You've been in a coma for at least three days in the mist, with wounds all over your body, big and small, and red flesh on your arms, yet you're still alive."
Was he expressing admiration, or teasing her?
But she finally understood. No wonder the fog got heavier as she ran. It turned out that she had entered the Demon King Mountain. The reason why those wolves didn't eat her was probably because there was miasma everywhere. She couldn't stand it even after chasing her all the way.
.
"Why save me?"
She continued to make gestures with her lips and suddenly twitched her brows.
I saw the mute ghost using scissors to cut off the necrotic flesh on the wound on her arm.
It really hurts, but in ancient times Guan Yu scraped his bones to heal his wounds, and his smile and smile remained unchanged.
How could she live without Guan Yu's endurance?
When she was injured on a mission in modern times, she never used anesthesia. This body was a bit delicate, not as good as her tempered body in modern times, but her consciousness was still hers.
She endures.
The man in the golden robe saw her brows twitching. She was clearly in severe pain, but he remained silent. He started to admire her: "You are indeed a powerful woman. My name is Gui Zun. If you ask,
Why did we save you? I told you, it’s because you are lucky. We at Demon King Mountain always like to take in people who are lucky. What’s more, with you in our hands, we won’t be afraid that Beichen Mofeng won’t take the bait.”
She narrowed her eyes in an instant and spoke in a hoarse voice: "It would be better to kill me."
The Ghost Lord smiled gracefully: "It seems that you hate Beichen Mofeng very much."
Because of the pain, the corners of Mu Yunsang's eyes twitched. She didn't know if the mute ghost had received professional training. Such a rough way of treating wounds. If Mu Yunsang had the strength, she would really rather do it herself.
First, he cut off the broken flesh that had touched the wolf's teeth, and then sprinkled a bunch of messy powder on the wound. Muyun Sang was so painful that he didn't even have the strength to deal with the ghost king, so he just had to draw away the pain.
I'm afraid Guan Yu in ancient times was not as bloody and cruel as her.
Finally, after bandaging the injured wound, the mute ghost raised his head, with a sweet smile that remained unchanged on his face, strangely like he was putting on a fake face.
After bandaging the wound, he saw her take out a medicine from a bottle and put it to Mu Yunsang's mouth. Guizun said, "Take it."
Mu Yunsang was a little slow, but then he laughed at himself, opened his mouth, and took the medicine obediently.
She is in their hands now. Obviously, if it was poison, they wouldn't have to go through all the trouble to revive her.
She had been comatose for several days in the miasma and lost half of her body's blood. It was not easy to save her.
Having said that, even if it is poison, how can she refuse it?
After drinking the water, the mute ghost went out first. The ghost master was still standing by the bed, looking at her with an elegant smile like a noble prince.
"Your life is big, and the life of the baby in your belly is not small either. The pill just now was an anti-fetal pill, so just don't worry."
A flash of relief flashed in her eyes, thinking that the child would definitely not be saved this time.
She must have broken Nezha. No matter how hard she tried, the child could survive tenaciously.
"Your throat has been damaged by the miasma, and it won't get better for a while. The mute ghost will give you some medicine. Don't worry. We, the Demon Lord, would be more happy to see Beichen Mofeng, so anxious and unable to explain, after losing you.
, so I will never use you as a bargaining chip to lure him up the mountain and watch him suffer, it is better than killing him directly."
It seems that the head of Demon King Mountain has a deep grudge against Beichen Mofeng.
However, this has nothing to do with her.
There was a sneer in her heart, and she closed her eyes. The meaning was very clear: I am going to sleep, you can go out.
Guizun is also a person who recognizes appearance.
"Just rest. With the mute ghost's medical skills, you will be cured in about ten days. Your throat will take at least a month. After you recover, you can stay or leave as long as you want. But unless you jump off the cliff again, you can't go down the mountain."
Go, the mountain is full of miasma and traps. Only people in my Demon King's Mountain can come and go freely. Our Demon King appreciates you very much, so you might as well consider staying."
Mu Yunsang didn't respond. Guizun went out without waiting for her to answer immediately.
But he was sure that she would stay.
——Digression——
No more today, I will add another chapter. If possible, I will continue to add another chapter tomorrow. Thank you all, okay!