Mu Chu still ignored Mu Ruyun, but suddenly his palm fell on his chest. After enduring it for so long, he could no longer hold it back. He opened his mouth and another mouthful of blood gushed out, and his tall body shook slightly, as if there was a possibility of falling down at any time.

When Qiqi turned around, she saw his shaking figure in the wind. Her heart tightened and she could no longer care about Mu Ruyun. She took a step forward and held him firmly before he fell down: "A Chu, how are you?"

Mu Chu's thin lips moved slightly, trying to say something, but from the corner of his eyes, he saw Mu Ruyun kicking the long sword on the ground, and the tip of the sword attacked straight towards Qiqi's back door.

"Qi..." He was shocked and pulled her behind him with force. He was unable to avoid the sword, but at least, he was not allowed to hurt Qiqi.

Seeing that the sword had already arrived in his chest, Qiqi and Mu Ruyun had no time to make a scream, and the sword energy had already pierced his clothes.

"Achu!"

Another moment of breathing stagnation, a silver light flashed, and with a "clang", the long sword had been slashed away by someone, and fell into the river not far away with a whoosh.

Knowing that Mu Chu was not injured by him, Mu Ruyun took a deep breath, stepped back quickly, and quickly jumped off the top of the boat.

A dozen people from below rushed forward, protected her in it, and returned to the deck steadily.

"Miss Three, the ship is about to sink." Jinling said anxiously.

Mu Ruyun's face darkened, thinking that the owner of Zhaixing Tower on the top of the boat was still there, and with him, her people would definitely not be able to hurt Murong Qiqi.

She gritted her teeth and said in a deep voice: "Let the boat and retreat!"

Murong Qiqi is considered to be very lucky today. See you again the next day, she will definitely not let her go!

The man below rushed down and planned to leave. On the top of the boat, Qiqi held Mu Chu. The feeling of exhaustion that he had survived the disaster made the two fall down at the same time.

Qiqi was anxious and hurriedly helped Mu Chu up and pressed his long fingers against the pulse door between his wrist.

The pulse is weak and the heart is in chaos. This time, I was seriously injured!

She hurt him again, and every time he is with her, he will always be hurt.

My heart was so painful that I could not even speak, but I saw him holding his hand tightly and asked softly: "Are you... injured?"

His eyes fell on her, and even the seven-color gauze dress was stained with blood. His eyes sank and his voice became hoarse: "I'm sorry, I didn't do it, I... hurt you, sorry, Qiqi..."

I wanted to say something, but because the blood qi surged in my chest, I opened my mouth and another mouthful of blood overflowed. The breath couldn't slow down and I coughed up several mouthfuls of blood.

"Stop talking, stop talking." Qiqi asked him to lean in his arms, took out a bottle of medicine from the Heaven and Earth bracelet, fed him two pills, and then looked up at Wuming, who was standing aside in peace, and said anxiously: "Snatch a small boat and come over."

"Reward." Wuming glanced at her faintly.

"I'll give you whatever you want, okay?" These words almost burst out from the teeth. This damn Wuming, A Chu, has become so injured, and he actually cares about what reward she wants!

Wuming was slightly stunned and looked at her down, looking at her with a little serious look. After a moment, he moved his lips and said softly: "Remember what you said."

With a step forward, the person has disappeared into the vast night.

Qiqi doesn’t remember, but she remembers what she said? She only knows that if she doesn’t treat Mu Chu, even if he gets cured, he will leave sequelae.

"Achu, don't panic, I'll take you back, you will get better soon, and you will get better soon." He hugged him in his arms, and the pain in his heart was better than the pain.

It will be fine, it will be fine. Achu, you must hold on, you must hold on!

A boat that was not big or small was flowing down the river surface. Wuming sat at the stern, occasionally fiddling with the rudder and oars to adjust the direction of the boat's walking, and his vision would sometimes accidentally fall on the two people in the small cabin in front of him.

Seeing two figures snuggling together, I didn’t know where I was slightly touched, but I would soon calm down again.

It was dawn and the river surface was back to tranquility. They had been walking downstream for more than two hours.

At this current speed, according to Wuming, it will take about half a day to reach the deciduous port when dusk is approaching.

Wangxi... Should I wait for them near the port?

Qiqi raised his eyes slightly and looked out the wooden window. There was still a calm river surface outside, with rippling waves slightly rippling, and the weather was clear.

She straightened her body and held Mu Chu who was sleeping with her, letting him sleep peacefully on the soft pillow, trying to release his big palm and cover him with a blanket, but even in a deep sleep, he still held her hand tightly, unwilling to let go.

She was a little helpless, leaned over to his ears and coaxed softly, "Achu, I have something to deal with, can you let me go first?"

He didn't respond, but he was unwilling to let go.

She said again: "Achu, I'm hungry, please let go, I'll get some food for myself, okay?"

His two long eyelashes shook slightly, and finally let her go.

Qiqi pulled him a quilt, and even she didn't know if he had fallen asleep now. He could not concentrate his consciousness, and he did not respond to talking to him, but he seemed to have a little bit of autonomy.

After a round of treatment last night, she hoped that he could sleep well, but he was unwilling to fall asleep, so he had to hold on to a little consciousness. It was not easy to coax him to sleep.

Until now, he was willing to let her go and lay back on the bedding.

But she knew very well that she could never leave at this time. As long as she could not feel her presence, he would definitely wake up sensitively.

"I'll cook some porridge on the deck and come back soon." She lowered her head and murmured softly in his ear. Without seeing any resistance from him, she climbed out of the small cabin, walked to the deck, took out the oven and dried firewood, and started the fire.

There are a lot of jerky meat in the Heaven and Earth bracelet, which is the most suitable for making porridge. However, after eating it for a few days, I suddenly became a little bit tired of it.

She turned around, looked at Wuming through the cabin, and said aloud: "Catch a few fish, okay?"

Wuming ignored her, not sure if she didn't hear it, but after she put the pot of meat porridge and let the fire burn completely, the two fish were thrown on the deck.

Qiqi looked up at Wuming standing beside him and said resentfully: "Can't you kill me and send me it again?"

Wuming's eyes fell on the two fish, and he heard her say again: "There are tools in the dark pavilion under the cabin, and I saw it."

He sank his eyes slightly, but turned around and walked to the cabin. He found the chopping board, kitchen knife, and an iron pot in the dark pavilion inside.

"Look at what else." Qiqi jumped over and lay on the deck and went into the dark pavilion.

Mu Ruyun's things are really good. Everything is ready in such a life-saving boat. Not only are there fire tools, but also jerky meat, rice, and various seasonings.

How could Qiqi let go of these? No matter what it is, as long as it feels useful, it will be all received in the Heaven and Earth Bracelet.

She was so happy that she stood on the deck without noticed Wuming, now she was staring at her for a moment, and should say, staring at some places.

Because the Dark Pavilion is under the cabin, she has to lie down and kneel there, and bend down to take out the things in the Dark Pavilion one by one. In this way, she will inevitably create a beautiful scenery.

Wuming never thought that he would have such a dirty moment. After she bent down, her eyes were always on her raised buttocks, staring at the outline that was clearly visible because of the soft and soft texture. A heat rises from the depths of her body and reaches her forehead.

When her head was hot, she became a little confused. When she was lying down to pick up things and was having a lot of fun, he was bewitched by some thoughts. He squatted down beside her by a devil, and his sweaty palms were completely uncontrollably jutting towards her.

The woman's place was soft, mysterious, full of bewitching aura. He suddenly wondered, if she lifted up her skirt, would the scenery inside be even more charming...

Qiqi suddenly seemed to remember something and hurriedly withdrew from it. Because she retreated a little anxiously, she said with a "knock" sound, and her head touched the wooden wall, which made her cry out in pain: "Oh!"

With a low voice, he suddenly pulled Wuming back to his consciousness that he was bewitched. Seeing that his big palm was almost touching her buttocks, his face changed and he quickly stood up. He was a little under his feet, and the man had returned to the stern and continued to take the helm.

If Qiqi had followed him now, he would have seen the cold weather, but his face and forehead were covered with subtle marks of sweat.

She didn't see it because she remembered that Achu didn't wear ancient temple jade on her body.

I just saw a red rope in the dark pavilion in Xiatou. I immediately thought of this. I put the red rope away and picked up another round of things. Only after she returned to the deck, put two fish aside, washed her hands and weaved the chains on the side.

When the meat porridge was cooked, the two chains happened to be woven. She put them in her arms, picked them up, changed to an iron pot, and fryed the fish.

Wuming looked forward from behind and saw her sitting quietly by the stove, her virtuous look inexplicably warming his heart.

I don’t know who said that, the killer actually wants the most is one. If there is someone at home, lighting a lamp and guarding a table of dishes every night, even if it’s simple to eat, returning to such a home will be the harbor that all men yearn for the most, right?

If he had such a home, if, the woman in the family... was her...

A gentle woman lit a lamp and waited at home. The man worked from sunrise and went home at sunset. She could still eat a bite of hot meal, and at night, she could also hold her wife...

He shook his head, not knowing what mess he was thinking about. When he looked up, he saw Qiqi jumping onto the top of the boat and falling lightly in front of him, holding a bowl of hot porridge in his hand, and a slightly fried fish that was slightly older, showing a little charred black.
Chapter completed!