A person's throat is extremely fragile and fatal.

Cai Youling looked at Tang Yin in disbelief. She didn't expect that he could have such agile skills when he was caught in the Drunken God Dew, but she made a fatal mistake, so careless that she didn't even cover her spiritual armor.

It's over! Cai Youling knew that with Tang Yin's cruel and ruthless personality, she would never let him go. But to her surprise, although Tang Yin grabbed her throat, she did not pinch it hard. Instead, her hand slowly slid down from her neck until it was pressed on her chest.

Cai Youling first looked down at the big hand on her chest, then raised her head suddenly and screamed: "Tang Yin?"

"Yeah?" Tang Yin replied softly.

"What are you going to do? Why don't you kill me?"

Tang Yin laughed and asked back: "I want to hear the truth or the lies?"

"What is a lie?" Cai Youling did not move, allowing his palms to cover her plumpness.

"I never forced a woman to ask for it. You are the first one. Whether it is sympathy or guilt, I can't bear to take action on you."

Cai Youling took a breath. Even though Tang Yin had made it open and honestly, she was still rippled and bursts of commotion.

She asked with a hoarse voice: "So…what is your truth?"

Tang Yin's mouth twitched, and he smiled bitterly: "I have no strength." He didn't even have the strength to crush your neck.

A revelation made Cai Youling regain rationality. Her originally hazy and confused eyes were replaced by fire again. She waved her hand and opened Tang Yin's palm and shouted: "You're going to die!" As she spoke, she lifted her legs and hit Tang Yin's lower abdomen.

Perhaps the kick she kicked was exactly what Tang Yin wanted. Even if he fell off the cliff and died or drowned, he could not tolerate himself falling into the hands of a woman.

With the help of Cai Youling's kick, Tang Yin retreated with the momentum. He was not far from the edge of the cliff, and before he could retreat a few steps, his body leaning back was completely in the air.

At this time, Cai Youling suddenly realized that it was not good. Without thinking, she stepped forward and reached out to grab Tang Yin, trying to pull him back, but just as her hand was about to touch Tang Yin's clothes, the latter used all her last trace of mind and last trace of strength, waved her arm and opened Cai Youling's palm hard.

Huh—Tang Yin completely stepped into the air, his body was like a kite with broken strings, falling down to the cliff.

"Tang Yin--"

Cai Youling knelt on the edge of the cliff, and his palm stretched out didn't catch anything. He watched Tang Yin constantly hit the protruding stone on the cliff when he fell. A cluster of blood mist suddenly appeared in the air. Finally, it fell into the river, stirring up only a white splash of water.

In a coma, after continuous impact, it finally fell into the turbulent river water, and there was basically no hope of survival.

Tang Yin was dead, and the nightmare that had been entangled with her for hundreds of days and nights was finally over. Cai Youling felt that she should be happy and relieved, but she couldn't be happy at all. Her whole heart seemed to be hollowed out in an instant. The strong stinging feeling made her kneel and tremble.

It was not until the sound of water droplets dripping on the stone surface came from her ear that she suddenly came to her senses. When she felt that the rocks under her jaw had become wet, she raised her hand to touch her cheeks, and she was filled with tears.

She didn't know what was wrong with her and didn't have time to sort out her mood. She looked down at the river water under the cliff, muttering hoarsely: "You would rather choose to commit suicide than let me save you. Do you really hate me so much..."

When Tang Yin fell down from the edge of the cliff, he had already fallen asleep. This was a good thing for Tang Yin, at least he would not feel the pain of breaking his bones and tendons.

When he fell down, his body kept hitting the stone. Every impact was fatal, and it was accompanied by the sound of bones breaking. In the end, he fell into the river. Before he could sink to the bottom, he was swept away by the rapid flowing river water.

He didn't know how long he had been in a coma, as if it had been one or two hours, or as long as one or two centuries. When he regained his mind and slowly opened his eyes, what caught his eye was a shabby and simple roof.

Not... dead? He was surprised that he was still alive. Although he had just recovered his mind, he was 100% sure that he was alive. According to what he did, if he died, he would be sent to the 18th level of hell. However, the recent sunlight outside made him feel dazzling. If someone died, he would not feel anything again, but now there is no place in his body that does not hurt.

It was like thousands of ants were biting on themselves, and thousands of small saw blades were cutting their bones. The severe pain that swept over him made his eyes dark and he fell into a coma again.

When he woke up for the second time, it was still bright outside. He didn't know how many days he had been in a coma, but he felt that the pain in his body had been relieved a lot, and he guessed that the time should be long.

He gasped weakly for a few breaths, his eyes slowly turned, this was the only organ that could move on his body at present.

After squinting his eyes and patrolling for a while, he finally saw the place where he was. This was a simple little thatched hut, very small. In the room, except for the kang where he was, there was only a table, two stools, and there was not even a wardrobe or box. It was no exaggeration to describe it as a bare wall.

He closed his eyes to calm his mood. Soon, he heard the sound of water flowing, and his nostrils were filled with a faint fishy smell.

Tang Yin's surprisingly calm mind quickly judged his situation. This small thatched hut should be by the river, and the owner of the thatched hut should be a fisherman. When he jumped off the cliff and landed in the river, he probably caught up with him fishing and accidentally knocked himself up.

What a lucky thing! A good person does not live long and harm will last for thousands of years. This is true. Tang Yin should not have wanted to laugh three times about his life, but unfortunately he does not have the strength now.

Next, he wanted to move his body to see how serious his injuries were. As a result, he exerted a little force, and the violent stinging sensation swarmed in again. The unbearable pain made Tang Yin, as strong as Tang Yin couldn't help but moan. The scenery in front of him turned dizzy, and he fell into a coma again.

When he woke up for the third time, he saw that his eyes had become dark, and the window beside him was pitch black, but a faint light of candlelight came from the other side.

After learning a lesson, Tang Yin did not dare to move his body anymore. He lay there like wood, his eyes rolling, looking at the only light source in the hut.

A black oil lamp was placed on the shabby wooden table, and there was a person sitting next to the table, a woman dressed in a village girl. Tang Yin couldn't see her appearance clearly, nor could he guess how old she was.

"one……"

Tang Yin wanted to speak and asked who she was, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he realized that his voice was hoarse and said the word "you" as "one", and the sound was hoarse and scary, as if the sound of a stone passing through the glass.

He didn't say anything, but the strange sound still alarmed the other party.

The village girl was shocked, and hurriedly put the sewn clothes on the table, stood up, walked to Tang Yin, looked at him with concern, and asked softly: "Are you awake?"

Because she was standing against the light, Tang Yin still couldn't see her appearance clearly, and only saw her two slender phoenix eyes and a pair of brighter pupils than the stars.

Tang Yin wanted to speak very much, but he couldn't speak, and an unnatural blush appeared on his pale face.

As if he saw his discomfort, the village girl said, "You must be thirsty, right? Wait a minute."

As she spoke, she was about to leave.

Not long after, she walked to Tang Yin with a bowl of warm water and slowly placed it on his lips. She gently and cautiously introduced the warm water from the bowl into Tang Yin's mouth.

So sweet!

Tang Yin dared to swear that this was the sweetest water he had ever drunk in his life.

The village girl was close to him, but he still couldn't see her clearly. He wanted to use his night eyes, but he was afraid that his two strange greens would scare her.

He sighed secretly, and suddenly a faint fragrance came from his nostrils, which looked like flowers but not flowers, like grass but not grass, and it was more like a medicinal fragrance mixed with body fragrance, which was the fragrance of the village girl.

It has a very unique body fragrance. Tang Yin likes this smell, which makes him feel comfortable, warm and...safe.

He drank most of the water in a large bowl.

The village girl held his forehead with the back of her hand and murmured, "It's not that hot." After pausing, she said to Tang Yin again, "You are very injured. You just woke up and your body is still very weak. Let's sleep for a while!"

Tang Yin felt that her hands were very cold, but putting them on his forehead made him feel surprisingly comfortable. He didn't want to sleep, but the gentle voice of the village girl seemed to have the effect of sleep. Tang Yin's tense nerves gradually loosened and his mind slowly became confused, and finally fell into a deep sleep.

After waking up again, Tang Yin didn't know how many times he woke up. It was dawn outside and the room was empty. There was no one else except him.

This time, Tang Yin felt that his head was much more energetic and his head was no longer drowsy, but his body still couldn't move. If he wanted to move, the pain followed one after another. However, what was a little stronger than before was that in addition to the eyeballs, his fingers could move. What made him even more happy was that he could finally make a normal sound, although his voice was still hoarse and unpleasant.

“Is there anyone…?”

Tang Yin really wanted to sit up, but unfortunately he couldn't do it, so he could only lie on the kang and called out in the loudest voice.

Bang!

When he called for the third time, the door was knocked open and a teenager strode from outside came. The boy was about fifteen or sixteen years old, but his skin was dark and tall. If he didn't look at his slightly tender face, he only looked at his figure, and people would believe that he was in his twenties.

"Ah! Are you awake?" The boy stepped in two or three steps to the collapse of the kang, bent down, and looked down at Tang Yin.

Tang Yin felt very awkward when he was watched by a boy so close. He frowned slightly and asked, "Who are you?"

"My name is Han Zhan, I lifted you up from the river!" The young man grew big, his voice was loud, and his voice was harsh, which made Tang Yin feel pain in his eardrums.
Chapter completed!