Gentle Wind

If only he could see it, if only he could see it!He was so anxious to dig out his own eyes!Give him a little light, just a little bit!Why didn't he walk faster and run faster before?Even if it was a little earlier, he could see it now!

He frantically touched the ground, like a piece of cloth, he wiped the large piece of land by the bank clean, he wanted to touch every inch, for fear of missing a piece.But nothing.

Not even a stone.

He lay on the ground blankly, for a long time, then he suddenly got up crazily, jumped into the icy river, and moved forward along the stone wall until he reached the other bank. Go to mop the floor and touch it again.

After touching for a long time, he suddenly touched a cold hand.

He gān gān gān gān, just because of nervousness, his hand paused briefly on the cold hand, he thought he was not familiar enough with her, just touching his hand, he was not sure if it was her, He didn't know her very well, but she could recognize him with a trace of aura.

He moved up along that hand, afraid that it would disappear after he touched it, but he finally touched the head, the slender eyebrows, the slender cheeks and the tight lips.He rubbed her into his arms desperately like a little chick, as if it would make her angry, but he is just a man of the shadows, he is not a genital.At this time, he hated that he was just a ghost, no matter how badly he was injured, Yang Ba could save him, but now that Yang Ba's head was bloody in his arms, there was nothing he could do.

Powerless.

Is it this hopeless feeling?Her body was wet and cold, and there was no heat left. He put his finger under her nose. For the first time, he felt his own insensitivity. He could feel every tiny line on the gold and stone, but he couldn't help it Feel if she is still breathing.He pressed his hands to her neck again, to her heart. He always felt that he was broken, dull and numb, and he couldn't feel anything.

Is she dead.Can she become a ghost when she dies?If she really died, what should he do with her?Get her soul back and give her your own body?

He suddenly realized that he didn't have this kind of thought about holding a chicken empress.He wanted to give Xiao Yan his yin body, but he didn't want to give his yin body to her.She doesn't need his body, she doesn't need it at all.

Li Roufeng numbly picked up the mother-in-law, walked forward blindly, and walked back against the water of the underground river.

What else could he do?Where is he going?He doesn't know either.He only knows how to move forward, he can't stop, he doesn't know what will happen when he stops.

She is so light.

She had become as thin as a bone, and in his arms, she was quiet and light, like a feather.Will that lark-like voice still ring?Mr. Li San", he wanted to hear her scream again, but he couldn't even hear her flat, dry and hoarse voice. Her head fell back softly, and he quickly helped her up, Let her close in his arms.

He walked out of the tunnel, he thought, why didn't you wait for me.He was just a little slower, he was just a little slower to fall in love with her, but sooner or later he would fall in love, she is so good, why didn't he fall in love.The world is peaceful, is He Qing Haiyan?Why did he say these eight characters?She is a person who was really born in troubled times, will she believe these eight words?She can't see hope, she can't wait for him.

Li Roufeng's tears fell, slid to the tips of the rough leaves on the wilderness, and rolled down into the soil.He kept walking, towards the direction of the sun.He felt the blazing sun shoot straight down from his forehead, shining hotly on his body.In this way, he will melt into bones, and within a day, he will melt into bones.

But he didn't know how long he walked, and he was in a daze, feeling that the sun had changed its position.

He stopped suddenly and moved his fingertips.

His nails are still fine.

Every inch of his fingertips was still fine.

He suddenly—" He yelled loudly, kneeling and sitting on the needle-like wilderness land.

Crying and laughing.

Chapter 47

Li Roufeng went to plan a beehive.Wild flowers bloomed all over the wilderness, and he heard the sound of bees flapping their wings to collect honey, so he chased the bees to find the hive.

He didn't know how honey was collected, he didn't know that before collecting honey, the bees on the hive should be smoked away with smoke, and he even forgot to wrap his head with a piece of clothing.

He is raw.Climb to the tree and use a pair of hands made of flesh to peel off the hive.The bees sting viciously on his face, neck, and luǒ—— exposed wrists, and even got into his half-wet clothes.

It hurts, but he can't control that much now, he knows he's swollen like a pig, and he would never do such a thing in the past.Personable?Although he hadn't shown such pity in the past, he would never be willing to make himself look so ugly.

He kept shaking the hive to drive away the bees that were attached to it.After stinging people on the ground, a large number of dead bees fell, but he was more exhausted and patient.