Chapter 274 Living with Hong Ling

“Pah~Pah~Pah!”

The sound of the fire knife and flint hitting each other spread in the pile of rocks, and sparks splashed little by little.

This is a very tiring job. It is actually very difficult to ignite the fire starter when there is no oil fluff but only hay. Zhao Changhe never thought that one day he would complain about Xia Longyuan from this aspect: You have unified the world for so many years, and you haven’t even made a lighter! Shame of the time traveler!

But on second thought, it seems that even if you make a lighter, it will be ruined in the water, and it seems that it is not as good as the fire knife and flint... I had to keep knocking.

After finally lighting it, Zhao Changhe ecstatically stuffed other dry firewood branches, and soon, a warm bonfire was formed in the center of the pile of rocks.

There was no wind in the space, and the fire was very stable. Zhao Changhe jumped up with joy and laughed like a child.

Yue Hongling was naked and poked her head out from behind a rock to look at him.

Zhao Changhe waved excitedly: "You can take your wet clothes to dry!"

He shrank his head back: "Don't come over!"

"Who cares?" Zhao Changhe ignored her and sat back by the campfire, taking out new clothes from the package with a smile.

Originally, he planned to dry a set for himself, but when he took it out, he remembered that he had bought a set of men's white clothes for Yue Hongling before, so he hung them aside with a smile: "You are blessed, don't wear that set of red clothes."

Yue Hongling was furious: "Zhao Changhe!"

Zhao Changhe looked up at the sky.

Yue Hongling hid behind a stone and glared at him for a long time, then suddenly smiled: "Yes, I am stinky, don't kiss me if you have the ability."

Zhao Changhe shrank immediately: "You are fragrant, fragrant."

"Humph." His head finally shrank back.

The atmosphere suddenly became quiet.

No one's space, quiet coast; the campfire is warm, separated by a stone.

She is naked, he knows.

This recognition alone makes it impossible for people to calm down. It seemed as if they could hear each other's heartbeats across space, thump thump.

Zhao Changhe lowered his head to treat his wound, and after a while he suddenly said: "This should not be the sea, but a big lake."

Knowing that he was deliberately changing the subject, Yue Hongling still said "hmm", and then leaned against the rock and laughed at herself.

What was she thinking about? The independence and autonomy of being alone seemed to have disappeared in this short period of time, as if it was not herself but him who had rich experience in the world of martial arts. She was like Cui Yuanyang at that time, who didn't know anything.

In fact, Yue Hongling knew why Zhao Changhe thought this was a lake. Because the water was not salty, everyone's wounds did not feel like they were invaded by salt water. Not only was it not salt water, but it might be extremely pure, so pure that many elements were missing.

This kind of water may not be very beneficial to drink, but it is also not bad. It is still no problem to replenish water, and it is even more no problem to clean the wound. This is what Zhao Changhe meant when he said this.

Neither of them said anything else. They silently cleaned the wounds, applied medicine and bandaged them again, and their fatigue slowly faded away here.

Zhao Changhe moved a ball of fire to the edge of the rock, and was very measured and didn't stick his head out: "Yours."

Yue Hongling looked at the campfire beside her, warm, just like him.

She lowered her head again and said "hmm", but didn't say anything.

Zhao Changhe returned to his campfire, tiredly fiddled with it for a while, and fell asleep on the rock behind him.

He was too tired.

Yue Hongling silently stuck her head out to look at him for a long time, and slowly closed her eyes.

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Early the next morning, Yue Hongling opened her eyes.

In fact, I don't know if it was early, because the sky could not be seen here, it was still dark, and it was impossible to judge the time.

The small campfire beside her didn't know when it went out.

However, Yue Hongling, who had adapted to the darkness and recovered a lot of strength after a night's rest, had a night vision ability that was no longer comparable to last night. Except that she couldn't see too far, the dark space in her eyes was not much different from the daytime.

I looked inside my head the first time. I was in a mess because I was running on a horse with injuries. Fortunately, the external injuries were not infected. I took medicine and rested for a night, and it was getting better. The internal injuries were very troublesome. I was ranked 41st on the Tiger Lie List. I was not kidding. The knife energy invaded my body and made it a mess. The meridians were severely damaged and almost destroyed the Dantian.

I took medicine last night, but it didn't seem to have any effect. I finally rested for a night and condensed some true energy, but it was almost all scattered and could not take shape.

Yue Hongling sighed, stopped looking inside, and stood up.

Looking down at her body, she realized that her clothes were still hanging... There was no wind here, and it was not cold, but she didn't feel it...

Yue Hongling rubbed her head with some shame. She really spent the night with a man like this, and she didn't feel any panic and shame. She slept so well... Was she too tired? But why did she wake up as if nothing had happened? She didn't think about it at the first time...

She carefully poked her head out again and looked at the bonfire over there.

The bonfire had become very small, with a small flame swaying. Zhao Changhe still hadn't woken up, and was sleeping soundly against the rock. He could be seen frowning in his sleep, curled up slightly, and looked very uncomfortable.

In the second half of yesterday, he was the only one who supported himself, and his overdraft was far more than his own. It was estimated that he was not only injured and overdrawn, but also that the blood evil backlash was about to start again... The man who stood tall and upright shrank back like a child.

Yue Hongling carefully moved out from behind the stone, quietly stretched out her jade hand to grab his white men's suit that was hanging on the side, and "whoosh" shrank back.

After a while, Yue Hongling, dressed in men's clothes, came out from behind the stone and looked at Zhao Changhe who was sleeping soundly with a sullen look on her face. Her face was even more ashamed and angry than when she was naked.

What kind of shitty clothes did you buy? There is no cloth from the right shoulder to the right hand, and the arm is exposed!

You just want to see me wearing this?

Yue Hongling clenched her fist and pretended to hit him. The fist reached his cheek, but she finally stopped and snorted.

Turning around, she saw that the flame was really going out. Yue Hongling jumped up and hurriedly gathered the branches beside to add to the bonfire. Seeing the shaky little flames become vigorous again, Yue Hongling couldn't help but smile.

No wonder he laughed like a child yesterday. Happiness is sometimes very simple.

I checked the package. There was still dry food in the package. It was well wrapped with oil paper. Although it seemed to be a little soaked, it was generally okay.

So I took out the dry food and ate it slowly with water, and I felt happier.

After eating, she went to the lake to wash up. After thinking about it, she simply jumped in and washed herself fiercely... Yue Hongling didn't know why she had to wash herself. She had said that she was not stained with dust and dirt, so she was not dirty at all... In order to make him believe that she was not dirty after washing? Why did she make him believe it? What was she going to do?

Yue Hongling didn't know. Anyway, she washed very naturally, and then put on the off-shoulder dress again, and went back to the campfire with her hair.

The woman knew that she had been washing and tossing for a long time, but after returning, Zhao Changhe didn't wake up. Instead, he curled up more seriously, his eyebrows were tightly frowned, and he even groaned slightly.

Yue Hongling's heart jumped, and she reached out to test his forehead.

He had a fever, and it was not just that. The raging sword energy in his body was cutting his internal organs into a mess. The evil spirit hidden in his blood seemed to be pulling, responding, roaring, and surging like a tide.

——It turned out that he was not sleeping, but was in a coma.

Yue Hongling hurriedly took out a wound medicine from the package and stuffed it into his mouth, but he couldn't swallow it at all and dropped it again.

Although Yue Hongling had rich experience in the martial arts world, he always walked alone and had never experienced "taking care of patients". He really didn't know how to make him swallow, and was at a loss for a moment.

After thinking for a long time, he simply helped him up and leaned on his shoulder. Then he chewed the pill himself and lowered his head to feed it into his mouth.

It was just like yesterday's air transfer, normal.

Oh, you dare to spit it out!

Push it in!

Zhao Changhe, who was in a coma, finally received the nourishment of the medicine. The feeling of the raging sword energy was slightly better. The meridians were nourished and maintained by the medicine. The cool and refreshing feeling spread, and finally slowly woke up.

Before opening his eyes, he felt the softness in his mouth, and his lips and tongue were entangled.

She hugged her neck with her hands, and it felt even stranger. Why did she feel the touch on her neck? Her arms were as warm as jade. Wasn't she wearing anything?

Yue Hongling could actually sense his awakening, and she subconsciously held him tighter, mumbling incoherently: "Don't move, sister will help you."

The Qi accumulated overnight was once again sent into his body without reservation: "Practice, don't think too much."

Zhao Changhe didn't say anything, but leaned silently in her arms, practicing to receive Qi and combing the meridians.

The actual scene was that in the darkness, the campfire was warm, the man huddled in his sister's arms, kissing gently, quietly and silently.