Qi Wuze was shocked by her action and grabbed her hand without thinking, "A Nuan, what are you doing?"
The scene in the sky gradually faded away. Ye Nuan became anxious and shook his hand off. "Let go. I want to go home."
She was so strong that Qi Wuze simply grabbed her from behind and said, "Wake up! That's a mirage, it's fake. There's a saltwater lake ahead. If you fall in, you won't be able to float up."
Chu Xuesong said quickly: "This lake is a man-eating lake. She must have been bewitched. Quickly knock her out."
What the hell? She wasn't bewitched. Wouldn't people who travel through time accidentally return under certain conditions? She saw her farm. Maybe there was some kind of destiny. How could she be willing to give it a try?
Seeing Qi Wuze's hand about to rise, she exerted force with both hands, hugged his arm and bit hard, her canine teeth penetrated into the flesh, and Qi Wuze's hand was bleeding from her bite.
He held back and didn't move, his other hand tightly holding her waist and refusing to let go.
A strong wind blew through, filling the sky with dust and sand. The mirage in the sky was blown to and fro, but eventually it dissipated with the wind. Ye Nuan, who had been strong since she came here, suddenly burst into tears, and her sobs became louder and louder.
The wind and sand blew into her eyes and mouth, and she couldn't open her eyes. Her tears flowed even harder, and all her grievances burst out at this moment.
"I want to go home!"
Qi Wuze thought she wanted to go back to Yunjian Farm, and hurriedly coaxed her, "Okay, okay, let's go back now. Close your eyes and don't move, or you'll get caught in a sandstorm."
The two of them struggled forward, the wind and sand hitting their faces painfully. Ye Nuan finally regained consciousness and shouted, "Xiao Bai?"
Chu Xuesong responded, but his voice was broken by the wind and could not form a single sentence.
"Go that way and hide behind the camel."
Taxue and the camel had animal instincts, closing their eyes and lying motionless on the ground. Qi Wuze led Ye Nuan to the camel's side, and the sand under their feet was swept away. The ground suddenly collapsed, and the two fell directly to the ground.
Qi Wuze didn't hold Ye Nuan firmly, and she rolled to the other side.
She was so light that she was blown away by the wind and sand.
Qi Wuze had been using his Broken Vein Blade to stabilize his body, but when he saw her being blown away, he abandoned all thought and drew his sword with all his might, intending to chase her. As soon as he moved, his foot was caught by a piece of horse rope. Chu Xuesong lowered his eyelashes and smiled slyly, "City Lord Qi has a city in his heart, so he should stay put."
He swung his hands hard again, and the horse rope was tied around Qi Wuze's feet several times, forming a knot. He jumped behind his ear and chased in the direction where Ye Nuan was blown away.
Qi Wuze was furious. What was this stupid scholar trying to do to him at this critical moment? If he had chased her immediately, he would have definitely caught up with Ah Nuan. If he had delayed her, Ah Nuan would have died. Thinking of this, he slashed at the horse rope fiercely.
The broken blade blew away the snow and cut through the gold. The horse rope snapped with a sound. He sheathed the blade and chased after Ye Nuan. However, there was rolling yellow sand everywhere, and there was no sign of Ye Nuan and Chu Xuesong.
In the past, Chu Xuesong had also encountered a sandstorm and was later dug out of the sand pile to save his life. He was no longer the weak boy he was back then and had learned how to survive such an accident.
Following the direction of the wind and sand, he soon spotted the lake-green figure in the center of the sandstorm. Seeing that Ye Nuan had been swept into the eye of the storm, he rushed over and grabbed her hand.
The wind was so strong that she was lifted high into the air. Chu Xuesong was dragged forward a hundred meters in the wind and sand by the upward force, and one of his sleeves was rubbed off. He tried hard to grab something, but what could there be in the desert?
A sharp, wind-eroded animal skeleton was exposed in the dust, and he grabbed it without hesitation. But Ye Nuan's pull was too strong, and his hand was cut, leaving his palm bleeding.
Ye Nuan saw this scene through the dust and sand and shouted anxiously, "Let go, or you will be blown away too."
"No." Chu Xuesong didn't care about the injury on his hand at all, and even had a smile on the corner of his lips.
As long as he can get through today, he will share life and death with A Nuan and will definitely be able to squeeze Qi Wuze away from her.
But things seemed to have gone beyond his expectations. The wind and sand not only showed no signs of slowing down, but actually intensified. A small whirlwind swirled towards them, and the next second, Ye Nuan slipped out of his palm.
Chu Xuesong's pupils shrank sharply, and he felt a sudden panic. If Ye Nuan was swept away, she would probably die. Without caring about anything else, he took off his outer garment, twisted it into a long strip, and threw it out to wrap around Ye Nuan's waist.
He used his hands and feet to pull the man down, his movements were quick and decisive, totally unlike what a skinny scholar should look like.
"you!"
Chu Xuesong's hand was still dripping with blood, "Don't talk!"
Bang!
The outer garment was torn apart directly, and the wind and sand wrapped Ye Nuan and she ran away for a long distance in an instant. Chu Xuesong's heart tightened and he immediately chased after her, but it was impossible to catch up. After the wind and sand completely disappeared, he sat on the ground dejectedly.
The wind and sand blew for nearly half an hour, and Qi Wuze searched for a full half an hour. The more he searched, the colder his heart became. The wound on his wrist had solidified, but his heart felt like it had been torn open by someone.
It seemed like he suddenly understood why his father went crazy!
Qi Wuze stood on the dune, looking around blankly. A wild beast was running rampant in his heart. A sliver of white appeared in the gravel, and the beast seemed to have found an outlet. He rushed out and punched Chu Xuesong in the face before he could react.
Although he had kung fu skills, he made no use of them and just used the most primitive and brutal method to beat his opponent with one punch after another.
His voice was fierce and trembling: "Where is she! Where is she!"
Chu Xuesong's mouth was cracked from the beating, and his unfocused eyes finally reacted as he forced a smile, but it was uglier than crying.
"I, I didn't hold her." How could this happen? It shouldn't be like this.
He has always been very meticulous in his planning over the years, how could this happen?
Qi Wuze's eyes were bloodshot, and he threw another punch, cursing: "What do you mean you didn't hold her!" Since he was so cunning, shouldn't he be completely sure?
Yes, since he can play tricks, shouldn’t he be completely sure?
Chu Xuesong suddenly hated himself. Why was he so bad?
"I will find her!" He was convincing himself. He and Qi Wuze were already in trouble when they encountered a sandstorm, and Ye Nuan, a woman with no skills, was in great danger.
"Madman!" Qi Wuze was so angry that his chest ached. He rushed forward and beat Chu Xuesong again. Chu Xuesong did not fight back and let him beat him.
After Qi Wuze beat the man so hard that he couldn't get up, he immediately went to search the endless sea of sand.
A falcon was circling in the sky. Qi Wuze looked up and felt the world spinning. His eyes were red from the wind and sand. He blew a whistle and the falcon landed on his arm.
He touched the falcon's head, then rested his forehead against it, and said in a hoarse, almost pleading voice: "You damn bird, you must find her... you must..." The falcon's dark and yellow eyes moved left and right, rubbed against his forehead, and flapped its wings to fly into the sky.
The scorching sun made people's heads swell, and Qi Wuze stumbled along chasing after the hunting falcon...
The sun moved westward and gradually sank into the horizon. The wasteland fell into darkness. A bonfire was lit under the red rocks, and a large group of people set up camp on the spot.
Someone outside the tent was asking, "Is that woman awake yet?"
"He should be waking up soon. I just saw his hands moving."
Someone opened a corner of the tent. Ye Nuan heard the sound and her eyelids moved. After trying several times, she finally opened her eyes. She felt pain all over her body. Her hands and feet felt like they were not her own. She opened her mouth and her throat was also painful.
A corner of the bed sank, and someone sat down beside her, bringing a cup of warm water to her lips. She became more awake and finally saw the person in front of her clearly.
He was a young boy of fifteen or sixteen, delicate and handsome, with eyes that looked like they were soaked in honey, making him particularly pleasing. When he saw Ye Nuan wake up, he smiled and said to the servants guarding the tent, "Look, she's awake. Her eyes are so beautiful, just like mine."
The boy asked again, "What's your name?"
"Ye, Nuan..." Ye Nuan only remembered being blown away by the wind. She must have been injured, otherwise why would her body hurt so much? She tried to raise her right hand, wanting to put her wrist close to drink some spiritual spring water, but even raising her wrist was difficult.
As if he saw her intention, the boy kindly helped her and moved her wrist closer.
The servants in the tent were so frightened that they ran over and said, "Master, she fell and her hands and feet are broken. Don't move!"
Broken hands and feet?
That meant drinking more spiritual spring water. Ye Nuan took two more deep gulps. The spiritual spring water moistened her dry throat, moved down her stomach, and then spread throughout her body. The pain in her body instantly eased a lot, and her hands and feet could move freely.
She climbed up with the help of the young man's hand. The servants who rushed over were stunned. They looked at her and sized her up and down suspiciously: "Can you move?" Hu San clearly said that her hands and feet were broken and she couldn't move for ten days or half a month.
The young man beside the bed laughed heartily, looking very proud. "I told you, she couldn't possibly have a broken bone. She threw herself at me, but I was fine, so how could she possibly have a broken bone? Mother shouldn't have let Hu San come here with his lousy medical skills."
Young Master? What's that title?
Ye Nuan didn't care about that. Qi Wuze and Xiaobai were still in the desert. She asked, "Where is this? Where did you rescue me?"
The young man immediately said, "We were passing through the desert, and you just happened to hit me. This is a wasteland, and we are going to the Creation Pavilion to exchange for food for the winter."
It would be nice if it were a wasteland.
Passing through the desert, Ye Nuan asked as she put on her clothes, "Are you from the desert city?"
The young man snorted coldly and said angrily: "What desert city? That's Flowing Light City."
"Oh, thank you for saving me, but I have to go find my friend now. I'll come to the Creation Pavilion to thank you another day." She put on her shoes and was about to leave. As soon as she stood up, the boy rushed in front of her, puffed out his cheeks and opened his hands, and said angrily: "I found you, you are mine, you are not allowed to leave!"
Everything in the desert has no owner, and whoever picks it up owns it, especially since it was this woman who threw it there herself.
The servants beside him were still surprised at how Ye Nuan could move freely. Seeing their master like this, they hurried to pull him back and advised, "Master, she is a human being, not a thing."
The boy insisted: "I don't care, as long as I pick it up, it's mine!"
The attendants were helpless. Their young master had always been so domineering, and the city lord couldn't control him.
"Miss Ye, why don't you leave later?"
How could this be delayed? Ye Nuan shook her head and tried to reason with the young man in front of her: "Young Master, my friends are still in the desert. They are in danger. How about you come with me to look for them, and then I will come back with you?"
The young man's handsome brows knitted together, "Don't call me Shaojun. My name is Liu Yu. You can call me Yu'er. That's what my mother calls me, too."
"Okay, Yu'er, I'm going to find a friend now."
Liu Yu smiled and said, "Sister, it's so nice when you call me by my name."
Didn't the boy understand what she was saying? Ye Nuan was a little annoyed and reached out to push him away, but Liu Yu caught her hand. The boy's fingers were long, slender, white, and warm, but he was incredibly strong. No matter how hard he pulled, she couldn't break free.
He didn't seem to consider whether Ye Nuansheng was angry or not, and smiled to himself: "Sister, I have some delicious cheese here, do you want some?"
"Let go."
The young man was still smiling, with two dimples on his warm and pale face, and a bright and innocent look on his face: "Sister, I like you to call me Yu'er."
"You don't like cheese? And there's halvah. I'll give it all to you, okay?"
It wasn't that the boy didn't understand what people were saying; it was that he simply didn't want to listen. He was content with his own happiness. He had saved her, and she couldn't scare him with fluorescent algae. Ye Nuan was silent for a few seconds, thinking about how to trick him.
Outside the tent, chaos erupted, the sounds of fighting spreading from far away. Liu Yu, displeased, dragged Ye Nuan outside. Sparks flew everywhere in the camp as his men engaged a tall, thin, and filthy man in a fierce fight.
Liu Yu took a look and frowned in disdain: "Where did this beggar come from? Are you here to steal things?"
Ye Nuan was a little excited. It was Qi Wuze. He came to see her.
She wanted to call City Lord Qi, but she thought he would be unhappy, so she called out, "Aze!"
The falcon saw Ye Nuan flapping its wings and swooping down. Qi Wuze turned around suddenly when he heard her voice. His originally handsome face was scratched with blood marks by the wind and sand. His nose bridge looked swollen as if he had been hit. His hair was loose and stuck to his cheeks and neck in a mess.
His black robe was also torn, and his exposed hands and feet were covered in bloodstains, making him look much worse off than himself.
He saw Ye Nuan's dark pupils shrink suddenly, and he didn't care about the people who tried to stop him, and started to rush forward. The people in the camp thought he was going to attack their young master, and they tried their best to stop him. Seeing that Qi Wuze was injured again, Ye Nuan said anxiously, "Stop it, he's my friend, he's just here to see me."
Everyone was startled by her shouting, and before they could stop him, Qi Wuze rushed to Ye Nuan and hugged her tightly. Although his strength seemed strong, his hand around her shoulders was extremely gentle, and a slight tremor could be detected. Ye Nuan was forced to tiptoe. He placed his chin on her neck, rubbing it affectionately twice, and called out in a hoarse voice, "Ah Nuan..."
There was some warmth on her neck, and Ye Nuan was stunned: He was crying!
He—cried—!
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