Chapter 135

"Solution." Zhao Yinfeng bit his teeth and said.

"I can't solve it. I don't have tools." Ling Qingyu pointed to his big tree with a smile and said, "why don't you attack yourself?"

A stream of heat surged into his body again, and Zhao Yinfeng let go of his hand holding Ling Qingyu. His hands tightly held the ground and grabbed his fingers out of blood.

"Huh... Huh... Ah..." Zhao Yinfeng had fallen to the ground, twisted his body, and groans kept overflowing from the corners of his mouth.

As soon as he let go, Ling Qingyu immediately jumped away, took his clothes and prepared to leave. Hearing him moan so much, he couldn't bear it in his heart. Looking back, he saw that he was trying to hook his sabre. He was surprised and hurried to kick the sabre away, shouting, "what's the matter with you? I said I can't help you, and you still want to kill me!"

"Kill... I..." the desire of the body could not be stopped. Zhao Yinfeng only felt that his body was not his own, and his whole body seemed to burst, so he could only struggle to say these words.

He has his dignity, and he also knows the consequences of Yelv's medicine. If this woman can't help him, she can only die. Death can't let Yelv succeed.

Ling Qingyu looked at him in a dilemma. Heaven and man fought. When he saw that he had sobbed and grabbed the branch with his hand to stab his throat, he finally couldn't help but grabbed his hand holding the branch and said, "I don't know if I can do it. I'll try to help you."

When Ling Qingyu picked up his clothes, he caught the sweet potato in his pocket, took it out and said to him, "I don't know if it can be done, just bear it."

I didn't expect that the first function of sweet potato I brought back across the ocean was actually used here! Ling Qingyu roast in her heart, but the action on her hand is increased.

This man is not Yang Zhao, and he has no respect for himself at all. There is also the suspicion that he will bite the hand that feeds him. Ling Qingyu has no pity for him, and he doesn't care whether he is injured or not. He does it entirely as a task.

But this just meets the needs of Zhao Yinfeng now. Yeluye's aphrodisiac can make people crazy. What we need is this kind of rough madness.

Zhao Yinfeng has never had such an experience. His several Tongfang and when he did it, they were very polite and even gentle, so that he always thought that this kind of thing was nothing to do, and it was not as exciting and happy as charging and killing, but now

Ling Qingyu helped him, but unconsciously thought, "shit, the first thing this guy does when he wakes up is to kill me!"

When Zhao Yinfeng's body cramped to jump up and hugged Ling Qingyu, Ling Qingyu's hand was already the last sweet potato.

Zhao Yinfeng held her tightly for a while, and then his whole body softened like a drain.

Seeing that he was soft to the ground, his eyes turned white, he first felt his breath. Fortunately, he was still alive, but he was so excited that he fainted. Cover his clothes for him, and Ling Qingyu stood up and hurriedly packed his things.

The rain outside has gradually decreased, but it is still dark. It should be night now.

If you go out in such a weather, I'm afraid you just get out of the tiger's mouth and don't know where you'll fall.

auzw. Taking Zhao Yinfeng's waist knife, Ling Qingyu sat at the mouth of the cave. Once he made a change, he hurried to run. His leg had been broken, and he was tossed down like this. She didn't think he had the strength to catch her.

Zhao Yinfeng only felt that he was floating in the sky. When he could land, he realized that he had just lost his will and was unconscious for a period of time. Now, although he wakes up, his body is completely in a relaxed and weak state. Although this state makes him comfortable and unwilling to move, he also knows that it is dangerous.

Zhao Yinfeng narrowed his eyes slightly and searched the lower cave. He saw the woman sitting at the mouth of the cave looking out of the cave, holding his knife tightly in his hand.

Zhao Yinfeng sneered in his heart. Do you think I can't do anything to you with a knife sitting so far away? A woman who is so skillful and familiar with that kind of thing appeared in this mountain, and when he got the embarrassing aphrodisiac, he couldn't think it right. Such a woman, and that kind of thing can't be known, so you can only die.

As soon as the idea came out, Zhao Yinfeng himself was surprised, and then another emotion surged into his heart. He had never experienced such pleasure, and the pleasure of teaching people to lose themselves was both intoxicating and frightening.

As soon as his fingers moved, he saw that the woman immediately turned her head and looked at him warily, so Zhao Yinfeng also opened his eyes and looked at her.

"Do you... Recognize me?" Ling Qingyu asked cautiously.

"Who are you? Tell me the address. After going down the mountain, I'll ask the matchmaker to propose marriage at your house." Zhao Yinfeng closed his eyes and struggled for a long time. He opened his eyes and asked.

Ling Qingyu breathed a sigh of relief. Hearing the small sound of the rain, it seemed that someone was calling his name. He felt a great vibration. He stood up, put the waist knife at the hole, and then smiled at Zhao Yinfeng, "you don't know me at the right time, and we'll see you later!"

Then he ran out of the cave and shouted, "here I am, here I am."

Zhao Yinfeng saw that she got up and put his hands on the ground, but he was too exhausted. He just jumped in front of the hole and fell powerlessly. Hearing the woman shouting, he rushed out and knocked down with hatred.

In the distance, there seemed to be a cry of herring, which was very hoarse, as if his voice had been bleeding.

Zhao Yinfeng propped up his body and sat on the stone wall. At this time, the rain was already light, and the moonlight was getting brighter. He could see the woman running towards the cry. Then he jumped down from the high stone wall and hugged the woman tightly in his arms. After hearing the woman say a few words, he took the women to jump onto the stone wall.

Zhao Yinfeng's eyebrows wrinkled imperceptibly. Who is that woman, such a master? Herring? Fishing?

As soon as he landed in the open space on the stone wall, Yan San's body staggered. Ling Qingyu hurriedly held him and asked, "are you injured?"

Yan San smiled and shook his head. His hands around her waist were shaking, OK, OK.

His voice is hoarse like that, his eyes are blue and black, and his clothes have become ragged. I think he has been looking for himself, but he rushed down from so far away. The sky is so dark, the rain is so heavy, and there are cliffs. He must have suffered a lot.

Ling Qingyu painfully stretched out his hand to hold him, but saw that his face was stiff, and then he felt several branches on his hand. Ling Qingyu pulled his clothes open. Sure enough, he saw several branches tied with cloth strips under his ribs, and he didn't feel anxious: "is the rib broken? So what are you running around? It's not fatal?"

"No big deal." Yan San's voice cried out blood in the middle of the night, and it hurt badly as soon as he spoke, and his ribs did hurt badly. He didn't find anyone along the way, and he didn't have the heart to care about his pain. Now that he found someone, his heart relaxed, and all the pain surged up, but now it's not time to relax, Yan San pressed the blood gas in his chest again, "Let's go up. There's a way over there. Yan Qi and others can also find it."

"Stop talking." Hearing his voice, Ling Qingyu shed tears, put his arm on his shoulder and said, "I'll hold you, and we'll walk slowly."