Tang Yin didn't pay much attention to Qingyu's expression. He went back to the bank, took out the peach wrapped in his clothes, handed it to Qingyu, and said casually, "eat it!"

Then he took the bundles of firewood apart, piled them together, and touched his body with his hands to find a fire twister. However, as a monarch, how could he carry such things? He turned his head and looked at Qingyu and asked, "do you have a fire Twister on you?"

Qingyu looks at the peach in front of her, and has no response to Tang Yin's question. Tang Yin frowned and said in a loud voice, "Hello! I ask you something

Finally, she comes back to her senses. Qingyu looks at Tang Yin, who is in doubt. Her face is full of confusion.

"Do you have a twist?" Tang Yin asked again helplessly.

Qingyu shook her head. Tang Yin's monarch, who was also the commander-in-chief of the first army, could not have carried such things as fire twisters. Seeing this, Tang Yin curled his mouth and looked at the dry firewood in front of him. Did he have to use the most primitive method to make fire?

Shaking his head, Tang Yin took out his machete, selected a branch, sharpened one end, and then found a thicker branch and began to drill wood for fire.

"Are these peaches for me?" Looking at Tang Yin, who can't stand up, is rubbing wood branches on the ground. Qingyu asks carefully.

"Of course! Yes? Aren't you hungry? " Tang yintou did not turn to ask.

"I thought you hated me"

"that's right."

"Then why"

"if I want to kill you, I will kill you on the battlefield with dignity." Soon, Tang Yin's wood branches gave out smoke. Seeing the flames rising, he quickly put the burning wood branches into the stack of dry wood.

After a short period of time, the firewood he collected turned into a small fire. He felt the heat wave rushing towards him. Tang Yin could not help sighing comfortably.

Qingyu silently eats two of the four peaches Tang Yin gave him, and the remaining two are returned to Tang Yin. The latter didn't ask much, he wiped fluff at random and ate up two peaches after a few mouthfuls.

Maybe the warmth of the campfire played a role, or eating peaches restored some energy, and Qingyu's face was no longer as pale as before, and gradually had some blood color.

"Just now, I thought you were going to leave me alone and wait here to die." Qingyu looks at Tang Yin and smiles with guilt.

Tang Yin shrugged and said calmly, "if I really have that strength." Maybe it will.

"I don't know when the people outside can come in." Qingyu looks at the cliff beside the lake. The top of the cliff can't be seen anywhere, and the hillside is covered with clouds.

Along with his sight, Tang Yin also raised his eyes and murmured, "I'm afraid we'll have to wait for a few days." The valley is too deep. Even if Qingyu's bodyguards saw him fall down, it would take several days to make such a long rope. In addition, when he fell off the cliff, Tang Yin also realized the hardness of the cliff. It was Qinggang rock, and his spirit soldiers could not penetrate it. I'm afraid it would be no better to replace him with other spiritual practitioners. Even if Shangguan yuan gave in, it would be difficult for him to climb down probably.

As he spoke, he lifted his hand to unbutton his clothes and slowly and hard took off all his wet clothes.

He is not afraid of the cold, but it does not mean that he will be comfortable in wet clothes. Now there is a bonfire, of course, he must first dry his clothes.

Seeing this, Qingyu was stunned and asked in surprise, "what do you do?"

Hearing his trembling question, Tang Yin was happy and said, "of course, the clothes are cold and dry." With these words, he looked at Qingyu inexplicably. Although he was wearing armor outside, his clothes, like himself, were wet through the cracks in his armor. Shaking his head secretly, he said: "you also take off your clothes, your body is too weak, originally afraid of cold, and now still wearing wet clothes, it will only make your illness more and more serious."

Qingyu calmly shook his head and said, "now there is a bonfire, and it will be done naturally."

Thinking that he didn't have the strength to take off his clothes, he was embarrassed to bother himself. Tang Yin said with a smile, "I don't mind helping you."

"Thank you for your kindness. I really don't need it." Qingyu's gentle tone shows a little persistence.

"I don't know what to do." Tang Yin seldom shows kindness, but he is ungrateful.

Qingyu smiles at his dissatisfaction with gratitude. At this time, Tang Yin, who is only wearing shorts, can only be described as shocking.

His body was covered with many wounds, at least 30 or 40. Some of the small wounds were scarred, but the larger ones were all cracked. There were clots of blood hanging on his red skin, which looked ferocious and terrifying.

"General liango has hurt you badly." Green feather murmured.

Tang Yin looked down, sneered indifferently, and said triumphantly, "it's just some skin injuries. I don't know how many times I've experienced more than this before." In Tang Yin's mind, the scar on his body is not ugly, but worth showing off. It is capital, which represents his brilliant achievements in this half of his life.Without neglecting the pride on his face, Qingyu also smiles. Now Tang Yin looks simple and simple, and it is this man who has broken the balance of the northern countries and made the wind power rise rapidly and become the most threatening enemy to Mozambique.

Seeing the firewood burning faster and faster, all the branches he brought back were almost burnt out. Tang Yin said to Qingyu, "I still have to go and pick up some dry firewood. I'll go back soon." Without waiting for Qingyu to reply, Tang Yin climbed away again.

Qingyu didn't speak. He was staring at the burning bonfire. Originally, he and Tang Yin were strong enemies, but now they fell into this valley together. The original enemy became the object he had to rely on. It was just like a joke from heaven.

However, he did not feel afraid of Tang Yin, but felt very warm. Qingyu smiles bitterly. Maybe it's the bonfire that makes him hallucinate. Thinking about it, his eyelids began to heavy up again, and people fell into a coma again.

He didn't wake up until late at night. He didn't know why. The cold and dampness that had made him extremely uncomfortable and disgusted for several days was swept away. His whole body was dry. He felt relaxed and comfortable.

Qingyu suddenly opened his eyes, raised his head and looked at himself. The armor he was wearing was gone, and his wet clothes, trousers, shoes and socks were also missing. His inch thread was not hung, and only a robe was covered on him.

He was shocked and looked around. It was not the shore of the deep pool. At least there was not so much moisture in the air. Not far away from him, there was a burning bonfire. His clothes were cool beside the fire, and his armor, helmet and sword were scattered on the side.

"What's going on here?" He asked subconsciously.

"You passed out again." On his other side came Tang Yin's voice.

Qingyu quickly turned his head and looked. Vaguely, there was a man sitting under an old tree not far away. Because the sky was too dark, he was also dressed in black. If you didn't look carefully, you could not see that someone was there.

"Tang Tang Yin?"

"It turns out that coma has the effect of strengthening courage. When I wake up, I dare to call the king's name? " In the shade of the tree, Tang Yin turned his head and could not see his expression clearly. He only saw two rows of white teeth.

Green feather jade face slightly red, pause for a moment, suddenly think of what, busy ask a way: "is my royal highness helped me take off?"

"Or else there will be ghosts?"

"That your Highness has seen it all." Qingyu asked half of the question, and couldn't speak any more. Under the reflection of the campfire, his face was red.

Tang Yin raised his eyebrows, bit his teeth and asked, "what did you see? I don't see anything. " He won't admit what he saw after killing him, which is related to his face.

Seeing his gnashing teeth and listening to him say so, Qingyu let out a long breath. After a long time, he asked carefully, "Your Highness, should my clothes be dry?"

Tang Yin said absentmindedly, "it should be almost."

"Where is this?"

"It's wet on the bank. It's deep in the valley."

"Did your highness bring me here?"

"Pulled over." "Your armor is very slippery on the grass," Tang Yin said Frankly speaking, it was Tang Yin who dragged the unconscious Qingyu here like a dead dog, but even so, it also made him waste a lot of physical strength, and there were several wounds on his body.

"Thank you, your Highness the wind king." Thank you sincerely. Tang Yin is absolutely the most reliable partner. Even though they are enemies, they did not leave him alone, nor did he take advantage of the danger to be his subordinates. I think it would be a very happy thing.

Thinking of this, he suddenly stirred up a cold war and shook his head in a hurry. These thoughts should not appear in his mind. He is Mochen, and Tang Yin is the king of wind.

"I was in a coma for a long time?"

"At least three hours!" Tang Yin sat on the ground leaning on the tree trunk, cutting a long branch with a knife in his hand.

It is not clear what he is doing now. Qingyu pulls the robe on his body and asks carefully, "what is your highness doing?"

"It's lucky to make a wooden gun. We can have grilled fish." Perhaps because of the relationship between the dark spiritual practitioners, Tang Yin's body recovered quickly. After two or three days of lying on the ground, he was able to stand up and walk slowly. However, his injury was still in a faint pain. In his state, it was not so easy to stab the fish in the pool.

Qingyu looked at him in surprise and asked in disbelief, "does your highness still fish?"

He can't talk about fishing. At best, he killed fish, which he often did when he was young. Survival in the wild is one of Tang Yin's strengths. He looked at the surprised Qingyu and said with a smile, "there are many things that I can do!"

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