Chapter 10

Ji Rao wakes up for a moment when her body is empty.

Listening to the wind in his ears, he felt that he had never done such a stupid thing as climbing down the cliff before.

When he woke up again, he found himself lying in a cave.

There was a fire nearby, crackling.

Ji Rao tried to sit up, but he moved, and his head was like pouring sand, moving and pouring.

Only then did he find that he was very dizzy, and so was his leg.

Reluctantly supporting himself, he sat up and found that his clothes were gone and changed into a coarse linen dress. The legs were rough tied with sticks and herbs. They should have fallen off the cliff and broken their legs.

But why does this hole look familiar?

He suddenly remembered that in the original text, Song Qing jumped off the cliff in order not to be defiled by langlian. Fortunately, he was caught by a tree and saved himself from death. Later, Song Qing was picked up by the main character who was running for his life and was injured. In the cave, song Qing could not endure the scent of aphrodisiac, and they had a spring night

If you remember correctly, the cliff that Song Qing jumped on at that time seemed to be Voldemort mountain

Creak, creak.

The sound of shoes stepping on the leaves came from the hole. Ji Rao turned his head and saw a tall figure.

"You wake up."

Ji Rao saw that person's instantaneous Leng Leng, in the heart faintly has a guess, "who are you?"

The man put down the firewood, the hare and the fish, went to Ji Rao and squatted down. His eyes were as bright as the whole starry sky, so that people could relax after seeing them.

I have to say that this man is really good-looking. Different from the languid demon, the purity of the song and Qing Dynasties is the beauty in the traditional sense, with sword eyebrows and stars. It seems that there is a faint smile on the carved face, just like the bright moon in the night sky. However, if you look closely, you can accurately detect the king's spirit emanating from him. It's caused by the small environment, and it can't be developed overnight. Even if you wear such ordinary clothes, the broad shoulder and narrow waist figure can completely hold the momentum.

This face, such a big golden finger! Is he

"At the next banquet."

Ji Rao

Sure enough, it's him.

Now I've deviated from the plot. Although I didn't intend to do it, I didn't let Song Qing and Yanting have a "beautiful room", which met his expectation.

"Where are my clothes?"

Yantingzhi blushed suspiciously, "I found you in the stream a few days ago. At that time, your clothes had been scratched and soaked in the water. I was afraid that you would get cold, so I changed them for you. You've broken your leg. You have to take good care of it. Don't walk these days. "

Ji Rao sucked his airtight nose and fell into a deep meditation.

The protagonist deserves to be the protagonist. When he falls down, he is forked by a branch. He falls down and pours directly into the water. Now it's cold. He's soaking in the water all night. No matter what kind of aphrodisiac you have, it's all frozen.

"Cough." Yantingzhi coughed and turned around to fiddle with the fire.

Ji Rao stood up and looked outside. It was already dusk. "How long did I sleep?"

"Two days." Yantingzhi took out a dagger from the strap on his leg and skirted, laparotomized and gutted the rabbit skillfully. He took time to ask, "do you want a rabbit or a fish?"

"Rabbit."

He hates to be prickly.

"Go and make a fire." Yantingzhi raised his chin and pointed to the two flints on the ground.

The Reverend master Ji doesn't know how to do this. He hasn't lit the match for a long time.

Banquet court of turn head to see an eye, this one sees to move not to open an eye.

The man's fingers were long, white, and well-defined. The tip of his fingers was twisted with flint, which made people feel blasphemous. Such a beautiful hand shouldn't do such rough work.