"It must be that God heard our call for help. Junbao, you see God helping us, so I said, "You are the true dragon emperor, how could God not help us?" Chu Xia happily turned around in circles and greedily accepted the baptism of the rain.

If she had known that she wouldn't have scolded God. It seems that he is still very sensible and hasn't helped all the bad guys.

"This is called the road of no end. Junbao, if we survive a great disaster, we will definitely have good fortune. Hehe..."

The woman's copper bell-like laughter, combined with the sound of rain, played the most beautiful music in this world.

Jing Yuan's handsome little face opened with a faint smile because of this pouring timely rain, the sweet laughter, and the most touching scene from the forest.

At that moment, he was really desperate because he had never felt that death was so close to him. He was unwilling to accept it because his revenge had not been avenged yet. He was unwilling to accept it because he did not live a happy life for his woman, but asked her to die with him.

Looking at the woman who was still immersed in joy, Jing Yuan had to interrupt her.

"Let's find a place to shelter from the rain first? It's still impossible to stop after a while."

Their clothes were soaked, and if they continued like this, they would have to catch a cold.

After he reminded me, Chu Xia realized that he felt cold all over and couldn't help but sneeze.

The large area of ​​woods was burned, which was obvious at a glance. There was a cave not far away. Although it was not very big, they could barely allow them to avoid being exposed to the rain.

The two of them hid inside and squeezed, so they could only lean tightly together, which made them much warmer.

It's raining outside all the time, and this is the good rain knows the season? This starts and ends is a good rain, and it's simply a life-saving rain.

"This year's spring seems to have come early, Ah sneezed--" Chu Xia couldn't help but sneeze again. The rain in spring is so cold, it seems that it's really frozen.

Feeling a little cold when he was close to his body, the boy reached out to hold the woman's hand in his palm. Her hands were small and delicate, as white as jade, like a perfect craft. But at this moment, these hands were so cold that there was no trace of warmth.

"It's okay, it's better to be frozen than to be burned to death by fire." The woman smiled. It was really thrilling to escape from death this time.

The boy hesitated for a moment, and a trace of unnaturalness passed through his face. Suddenly he unbuttoned his shirt and stuffed the woman's hand into his arms. The cold touch made him tremble for a moment. The woman wanted to pull out her hand, but the boy was covered with tightness.

"Junbao, I'm fine, you'll freeze it." In fact, his skin is really warm, like a small warmer. But he is a child after all, how could she let him use his body to warm her hands?

The boy's face turned a little red. He was embarrassed to look at the woman's face and said softly: "It's okay, I am a martial arts practitioner and have strong resistance."

It is false to say that he is not moved. Chu Xia did not expect that one day he would be taken care of by a child. He was seven years younger than him, but sometimes she felt that he seemed older than him. He said he wanted to protect him, but that time he was not standing in front of him?

He had already regarded himself as a man and as a little woman in need of protection. This feeling was a bit weird, but it was very warm.

Chu Xia did not pull back his hand, but used his body as a warmer with peace of mind.

She once complained about fate, why did she send her here, why did she meet this awkward boy, otherwise she would not have encountered such a bad luck.

But now she was a little lucky, fortunately she was still by his side, fortunately they could still warm each other.

In fact, she really wanted to tell the boy that she was not from here, and she didn't know if she would leave suddenly one day. But she didn't dare. When he lost so much and cared about her so much, she was afraid that if she said it, it would not only helplessly, but would increase his distress.

If possible, she hopes to stay here, at least until he takes revenge, and no longer has to worry about being chased. I wonder if God can fulfill her wish.

"By the way, I'll give it to you."

The boy reached out to take something out of his sleeve. It was not big, but it shone brightly.

Chu Xia looked closely and found that it was the one she lost to him.

"You've always carried it with you?"

Jing Yuan's little face turned redder a little, and he lowered his head deeply and said, "I originally wanted to find an opportunity to return it to you, but later I forgot about these things, so I kept it with you."

I originally wanted to keep it myself, but if she really left, she could leave it to memorial. But now I think it is better to return the things to the original owner. Sooner or later, what should belong to him will belong to him, and what should not belong to him will be useless to force him to stay.

It seemed that he could see his thoughts, but Chu Xia didn't say it, "Then please help me bring it with you?" The boy looked at the woman's hands in his arms, then looked up and saw that she was looking at him leisurely, and his face felt hot, "Turn your face away."

Chu Xia found that the boy blushed and looked cute. He wanted to tease him, but was afraid that he would become angry and embarrassed, so he had to hold back his laughter and turn his face obediently.

Jing Yuan had never done such a thing before, and he was clumsy and felt that it was not good-looking after wearing it several times. He was a person who pursued perfection and finally got it done. He didn't know how many pieces of Chu Xia's hair were torn off by him. Now it was not only her heartache, but her flesh hurt even more.

"Dad, the fire is so big? Almost the whole forest is burning. What's going on?" A teenager was carrying a basket with a hoe, a sickle, etc. in it.

The man walking in front was in his forties, wrapped in a cloth towel on his head, dressed in gray coarse cloth clothes, and wore woven straw sandals on his feet.

"Maybe it's the sky fire? Now the weather is dry and it's easy to catch fire." The man took off the cloth towel from his head and wiped the sweat from his face.

The boy disagreed and looked around and said seriously: "This place does not look like a fire caused by nature, but rather a work that someone deliberately puts on. You see, the fire was burned from all directions, and it stopped when it burned here. It must be because of the rain that it did not burn here."

"Okay, no matter how he gets burned? Let's find water first? Otherwise, we will be bullied this year."

"Oh, Dad, look, there are people there." The boy who was about to walk forward with his father accidentally saw two people snuggling tightly in the narrow cave.

The middle-aged man followed his son's gaze and looked into the cave. There were indeed two people. He looked at each other with his son and walked forward.

These are two beautiful men and women, one as white as jade and the other is handsome without any fiction.

"Dad, they are so beautiful." Could it be a god when they appear in this mountain forest? The boy's eyes shining.

After all, the middle-aged man was steady and scolded his son: "Don't care if they are beautiful or not, we don't know each other, so don't worry about other people's business." As he said that, he was about to turn around and leave.

But the boy did not move a little because of his father's words, but instead took a few steps forward and carefully reached out to explore their breath. He couldn't help but feel happy. Fortunately, there was still a breath.

"Hey, wake up, hey..." The boy pushed the two of them, trying to wake them up. The climate in the mountains and forests was abnormal, and there was a tendency to have miasma in the morning, so these two people were not afraid of sleeping to death.

The handsome boy was awakened by the noise in his ears and opened his misty eyes. Because of the dazzling sunlight, he felt a little uncomfortable. He reached out to block the strong light, and then slowly saw everything in front of him.

He was a boy about the same size as himself, with a silly smile on his face. When he saw him wake up, he happily showed his big white teeth.

"You finally woke up, why are you sleeping here?" the boy asked curiously.

Only then did Jing Yuan realize that he was asking him. He looked at the woman beside him. She leaned against him like a soft-legged shrimp, her eyes tightly closed.

It is said that when he woke up, she should have woken up, and she felt a strong sense of anxiety.

The woman shook her body and shouted anxiously: "Chu Xia, wake up..."

But no matter how he called, the woman did not respond at all, so Jing Yuan felt even more anxious.

"She may have been poisoned by miasma." The child carrying a basket told a fact based on what he knew.

Jing Yuan's little face turned pale and he looked at the boy in front of him, as if he was looking at a savior, "Muscity? What should I do?"

The boy said with a proud look on his face and relaxedly: "It doesn't matter. Just give her some herbs here. People here often go up the mountain and are occasionally attacked by poisonous gas. They all drink herbs, which is very useful."

"Where can I get that herb?" Jing Yuan looked anxious.

"I have it at home, please go home with me."

The boy agreed generously, then looked at his father who was disagreeing with a timid expression on his face, "Dad, they are not bad people, let's help them?"

The middle-aged man looked gloomy and glared at his son fiercely, "When is it now? We can't take care of ourselves, you still care about others."

"Dad, can't we stop saving you?"

The middle-aged man was about to scold his son, but the handsome boy walked forward, knelt on his knees, begging: "Uncle, please save my sister, please?"

This was the first time Jing Yuan kowtowed to someone except his parents, and he was just an ordinary villager. But for Chu Xia, he did not hesitate, because now, no dignity or backbone could compare to the importance of this woman to him. "Dad, just agree. Don't you often teach us that saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda?" The young man also knelt aside and begged.

The man sighed, but he couldn't force himself to take the two back to the town.

This is a very simple town called "Fusang Town". The people in the town are also very simple. The father and son who saved them are surnamed Li, and the young man is named Fusheng. Everyone calls his father Uncle Li.

Uncle Li is the mayor of this town. The town is not big, and there are only a hundred families, but they get along very well.

Fusheng's mother was a very enthusiastic woman. When she saw the two people brought back by them, she hurriedly arranged to eat and went to the kitchen to boil medicine.

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