Chapter 127 Today is the day you die!

"Gu Qingheng, today is the day you die!"

Three men in black surrounded Gu Qingheng and flew towards him.

The wind blew, and Gu Qingheng's wide sleeves fluttered, as if he was about to ascend to heaven in the next moment.

He held the sword and was about to rush forward, but suddenly something hit him.

He slapped the ball reflexively, and the ball flew towards one of the men in black. The other man dodged it, but the unknown object suddenly exploded.

"Bang!"

"Bang bang bang!" Explosions occurred one after another, and the smell of saltpeter spread. The men in black turned around one after another, and Da Niu and Da Yang had already found themselves behind them.

"Sun thief, prepare to die!"

They quickly killed two of them with their swords and then tangled with the remaining one.

Zhao Mingzhu took advantage of the chaos and rode her horse to Gu Qingheng's side. She pulled the reins, stretched out her hand, and revealed two rows of white teeth.

“Come up!”

Gu Qingheng raised his head slightly, put his hand on it, and quickly left.

The rest of the rearguard action will be left to Big Ox and Big Sheep.

After Zhao Mingzhu successfully picked up the person, she became frightened. Ever since the last time she almost met the King of Hell while riding a horse, she has never touched a horse again.

Just now she was acting on impulse, but now that the impulse has faded, Zhao Mingzhu started to feel scared.

As if sensing her timidity, Gu Qingheng covered her hand with his large hand: "Sit up straight and relax."

Having someone to assist her undoubtedly strengthened Zhao Mingzhu's confidence.

"How's your back? Is it okay that the arrow hasn't been removed?"

Gu Qingheng rested his chin on her shoulder, a faint smile on his lips: "It's okay."

You are worthy of it, Zhao Mingzhu was in awe.

If it was her, her screams could be heard within a two-mile radius.

The horse galloped quickly through the jungle, and the dense trees quickly retreated. Only then did Zhao Mingzhu think of a question.

"Gu Qingheng, do you know how to get there?"

…

Zhao Mingzhu turned her head and saw that Gu Qingheng, who was leaning against her, had fainted at some point.

Zhao Mingzhu: ...It's really over now.

Fortunately, the men in black did not catch up, so Zhao Mingzhu simply kept running.

Until the last trace of sunset disappears, the stars appear, and thousands of galaxies gather in the sky.

Zhao Mingzhu didn't care where he went now. It was better than staying where he was and being caught and hacked to death.

I don’t know how long it took.

The horse began to run slower, so Zhao Mingzhu asked it to walk slowly. Gu Qingheng's forehead would touch the back of her neck from time to time.

A little hot.

A little hot?

Zhao Mingzhu realized something was wrong, so she stopped the horse, turned around and touched his forehead, which was so hot that it seemed like steam would come out in the next second.

Gu Qingheng has a high fever.

Now she couldn't just keep on walking.

Zhao Mingzhu turned around and said, "We need to find a place to treat his arrow wound and reduce his fever."

This high fever must have been caused by the arrow remaining in the body.

Zhao Mingzhu couldn't help but frown. She looked around, but in the deep forest, where could she find a place where she could shelter herself and avoid wild animals?

In order to lighten the burden on the horse, Zhao Mingzhu laid Gu Qingheng on the horse's back. She walked slowly holding the reins, and then recalled the survival knowledge she learned in the orphanage when she was young.

She had nothing on her...that's not right. Zhao Mingzhu felt a tinderbox from her waist. It was the one she used to ignite gunpowder and create chaos in preparation for her escape yesterday.

At this time, there was suddenly a sound of water in front of him. Zhao Mingzhu's eyes lit up. There was water, which was another good news.

She led the horse and hurried over, her skirt being scratched by the thorns and being torn into tatters.

The water sounded like it was not far away, but after walking for a long time, there was no trace of it.

Zhao Mingzhu was not discouraged. She tied a scarf into a basket and packed up the wild vegetables, herbs, and wild fruits that had been pecked by birds that she found on the way.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, Zhao Mingzhu finally felt the moisture. She pushed aside the bushes in front of her and found a low waterfall next to her.

The banana trees by the water are bearing fruit!

Zhao Mingzhu hurriedly led the horse to the water's edge, then helped Gu Qingheng off the horse. She struggled to carry him towards the waterfall.

"Gu Qingheng, ah Gu Qingheng, I really owe you. If I had known not to go back to save you, I would have saved myself a lot of trouble."

"I won't meddle in other people's business next time... Remember to repay me when you wake up. You have to give me those ten boxes of property deeds in the capital, otherwise I will suffer a great loss."

Zhao Mingzhu put the person by the water. Her hair was disheveled and her forehead was covered in sweat.

But there was no time to care about anything else. Zhao Mingzhu sniffed, tied her hair up, and started collecting firewood to make a fire.

She was so busy that by the time the fire was lit and the water was heated, the sky was already bright.

She reached out to take off Gu Qingheng's clothes, and paused for a moment after seeing the wound.

The bleeding from the chest was not caused by the arrow wound, but by the wound that had been torn open when the bitter poison was removed.

Zhao Mingzhu carefully uncovered her inner garment, and she wanted to hold her breath when the blood scab separated.

During this time, she observed Gu Qingheng's expression, and once he reacted, she would be more gentle.

"Really? That quack Bo Ling can't even heal a simple wound? How come it's still open after all this time?"

Zhao Mingzhu said unhappily after separating the last bit of her inner garment from the blood scab.

She tore off her cuffs, but felt they were too rough, so she chose to tear off her soft skirt to wipe his wounds and blood.

The two of them slept together several times, and Zhao Mingzhu was not embarrassed or nervous, but the arrow behind her made her feel a little embarrassed.

She remembered that in this case, it couldn't be pulled out directly.

"Oh, you're awake." Gu Qingheng happened to wake up.

"What's wrong?"

Zhao Mingzhu stretched out her hand and waved it, but Gu Qingheng seemed not to recognize her.

Gu Qingheng looked at her, Zhao Mingzhu?

He closed his eyes and then opened them again: "Pearl."

Zhao Mingzhu nodded: "Don't waste your energy, tell me what to do with this arrow."

Gu Qingheng turned his head, reached out to grab the arrow feather, and pulled it out the next moment.

Zhao Mingzhu's hair stood on end. She asked tentatively, "Doesn't it hurt? Ugh... there's so much blood."

She scooped up the cloth from the hot water, squeezed it dry, and covered the bloody hole: "Doesn't it hurt? If I pull it out like this, I'll praise you for being awesome."

Gu Qingheng's eyes fell on her hand. Zhao Mingzhu suffered a lot after he fell into a coma last night.

Otherwise why would there be so many scratches on my hands.

"Pearl."

Zhao Mingzhu looked at the wound intently and replied casually, "Hmm."

"Why did you come back to save me?"

Zhao Mingzhu held the ball of cloth in her hand and shrugged, "Why else? I'm kind."

Her eyes fell on that shoulder blade, and she couldn't explain why she turned back.

Zhao Mingzhu thought that although Gu Qingheng was a bastard, she didn't really feel like she could just watch him die coldly.

Even though he pressed on step by step, even though he had cast a spell on himself, even though he… Damn, Zhao Mingzhu's face fell. He would never save her again next time.

Silence fell between the two. Zhao Mingzhu felt that the bleeding had stopped, and she found two medicine bottles from the pile of clothes.

"Which one should I apply, or are both bottles poisonous?" Wait, it's poisonous, and it will poison you in a moment.

Gu Qingheng pointed to the white bottle and said, "This is the wound medicine, and the other bottle is the detoxification pill."

Zhao Mingzhu's face was wooden, and then she applied the medicine to him with a cold face:

"Gu Qingheng, since I saved you this time, why don't you let me go after I'm saved?"

“…”

Zhao Mingzhu stopped and Gu Qingheng fainted again.

She looked up at the sky. It was June already. Please be kind to her, God.

Although she fainted, she didn't stop making requests.

"Don't forget to give me the ten boxes of property deeds in the capital."

Zhao Mingzhu yawned as she spoke and muttered, "Why not just run away now..." Her eyelids were drooping and she tilted her head, lost in thought.

The wood in the fire crackled, Gu Qingheng's eyelashes trembled, his hand clutched a piece of his sleeve, and then he fell asleep peacefully.