The rain was pouring down, and the towering ancient trees that were hundreds of years old stood tall, their canopies blocking out the sun, making the light in the forest even dimmer. The rain poured down through the canopies and vines, carrying the scent of humus and plants.
Such a forest is rare in the 21st century. Cheng Yaoyao stumbled through the forest, his feet sinking deeply into the sticky, wet mud with every step he took, and the muddy water flowed into his shoes.
There were powerful footsteps behind me, and the man's voice was cruel: "Stop, don't run!"
Hearing this voice, Cheng Yaoyao was terrified and ran faster. One of his shoes got stuck in the mud and couldn't be pulled out. He was kicked away by her and looked back in panic.
The man behind him was tall, wearing an old-fashioned jacket and blue cloth pants, holding a curved knife in his hand. He was about seven or eight meters behind Cheng Yaoyao, and the blade was shining brightly in the lightning.
Cheng Yaoyao had just celebrated his 22nd birthday party last night, with celebrities and a lot of fun. But today, he suddenly appeared in the woods, with a ferocious man chasing him!
Did her stepmother and stepsister sell her to some mountainous area, or was this some kind of prank reality show? Cheng Yaoyao was thinking in a mess, and driven by the instinct of survival, her legs moved very fast.
The girl's slender figure showed her advantage in the rain forest. Even with one bare foot, she ran like a rabbit, faster than the tall man. A small path separated from the bushes in front of her, and Cheng Yaoyao subconsciously rushed towards that path.
The man behind him growled, "Stop, that's—"
What is it? The ground beneath Cheng Yaoyao's feet suddenly caved in, and she flew out heavily -
The bushes filled with fallen leaves were a natural trap. Cheng Yaoyao rolled down a slope in a tumble. The thick fallen leaves and rotten mud saved her life. She rolled for more than ten times before she lay on the ground with stars in her eyes.
Hearing strange noises ahead, Cheng Yaoyao looked up.
Gulp. Amid the sound of rain, Cheng Yaoyao could clearly hear the sound of himself swallowing his saliva.
Three or four meters in front of her, a wild boar appeared!
The wild boar was completely different from the white and tender domestic pig. Its fur was brown and black, and its fangs flashed coldly. At this moment, it was drooling at the corners of its mouth, staring at her with an angry look, and humming continuously.
Cheng Yaoyao's head buzzed and his scalp went numb.
The wild boar bared its fangs and dug the ground with its front hooves. There was hostility in its eyes, and it suddenly growled at Cheng Yaoyao.
There was a rustling sound behind him, and Cheng Yaoyao turned around to see a tall figure sliding down the slope, as sturdy as a cheetah. The man stood up straight, holding a curved knife in his hand, his eyes cold.
He first looked at Cheng Yaoyao. Cheng Yaoyao was lying on the mud and looked up at him. His eyes seemed to have seen a life-saving straw, and he had an expression that showed that he wanted to cry but didn't dare to cry out loud.
The man's expression froze slightly, and then he noticed the wild boar not far in front of her. His eyes became cold and he slowly tightened the knife in his hand.
The wild boar seemed to sense the danger and let out a low growl, preparing to charge forward.
Cheng Yaoyao cried out: "Help..."
The man raised his hand and made a simple gesture.
It is silence.
Cheng Yaoyao bit her tongue, trying hard to hold back the fear that was about to burst out. She lifted her wet bangs, revealing a face that looked like a crabapple tree hit by rain, with a teardrop mole at the corner of her eye that looked so bright and beautiful.
She looked at the man sadly. Against the light, the man was in the shadow again. Cheng Yaoyuan couldn't see clearly. He only felt that he was very tall, with muscles all over his body tense, and he looked like an animal.
He holds the curved knife tightly in his hand, very steadily.
Cheng Yaoyao didn't know whether this person was willing to save him. But in a place like this, he was no longer alone, and this realization made Cheng Yaoyao feel a little relieved.
She lay on the ground in a fumbling posture, praying silently that the wild boar and the man would forget her existence.
Unexpectedly, neither the wild boar nor the human seemed to want to fight each other. They faced each other with swords drawn, and the air was sticky.
The beasts with thick skin and flesh could survive it, but Cheng Yaoyao, who had been lying on the ground, suffered a terrible loss.
She was petite and had been a young lady for twenty years, so she had never suffered such hardship before. She was soaked in the rain and mud, the cold penetrated into her bones, she shivered all over, and an itchy feeling penetrated from her lungs.
"Ah...A-choo!"
A crisp sneeze made the wild boar suddenly raise its front hooves.
After being enraged, the wild boar leaped forward, and not far in front of it was Cheng Yaoyao!
A wild boar weighing hundreds of pounds started running, the ground was shaking, mud, water, and dead leaves were splashed high, and in the blink of an eye, pig's trotters appeared above Cheng Yaoyao's head!
Cheng Yaoyao's scalp went numb and he froze in place for a moment, unable to move. He could only close his eyes tightly!
The smelly wind blew towards him, but the expected pain did not come. The huge body of the wild boar was hit by something and flew away just past Cheng Yaoyao. The rough fur of the wild boar rubbed against Cheng Yaoyao's arm, causing pain, and half of his body was numb.
The wild boar fell heavily to the ground, splashing up high mud. The wild boar had thick skin and flesh, so it rolled over and then jumped up, digging the ground with its hooves. It stared straight ahead with an irritated look and let out an angry roar.
Cheng Yaoyao's eyes were irritated by the mud and water, and he vaguely saw a tall figure. He was holding a curved knife, standing in front of him and confronting the wild boar, with dark liquid dripping down the knife.
The smell of blood wafted in the rain.
The wild boar's roar became heavier, mixed with fear and anger.
At this time, the man stood between him and the wild boar, and Cheng Yaoyao's hands and feet gradually regained consciousness. With him blocking him, he could run...
When people are in extreme danger, the only thing left is the instinct to survive. Cheng Yaoyao slowly got up and tried to retreat.
"Don't move!" The man tilted his head as if he had eyes on the back of his head. His voice was blurred by the rain and his tone was cold.
"I... I'm scared!" Cheng Yaoyao kept backing away, just wanting to get as far away as possible. The heavy rain soaked her, her eyes were filled with fear, her lips were bright red, like a small animal with its beautiful fur wet.
The man turned his head, pointed the hatchet in his hand at her, and shouted, "Stop!"
The moment he turned his head, Cheng Yaoyao saw clearly half of his face stained with blood, and the vicious eyes in his messy hair. He was so scared that he stepped back repeatedly: "Don't come over here!"
The man gritted his teeth, but as soon as he moved, the wild boar followed suit and rushed towards the man like a tank.
Cheng Yaoyao screamed and pointed behind him: "Wild boar!"
The man turned around suddenly upon hearing this, and his figure seemed to disappear suddenly, and he turned over and appeared behind the wild boar.
The wild boar lost its resistance and rushed directly to Cheng Yaoyao, stabbing his eyes with its fangs that flashed with cold light...
A blade suddenly struck the wild boar's neck from behind, silently cutting through the rain.
Squeak——
The boiling liquid splashed all over Cheng Yaoyao's head and face, mixed with a strong smell of blood.
Cheng Yaoyao opened his eyes as wide as he could and watched the wild boar fall to the ground, twitching silently, with a large amount of dark liquid slowly spreading out from under its body.
The man bent over to look at the wild boar, cursed something, kicked the wild boar, and cut the wild boar's neck with a knife. The wild boar stopped moving completely.
The man slowly stood up from the ground, half of his face and body were stained with blood, and the rain washed his handsome and cold features. His eyes were narrow and sinister, filled with murderous aura.
Still holding the curved knife in his hand, he walked up to Cheng Yaoyao from a high position and enveloped her in his shadow.
Blood dripped from the tip of the knife and the blade shone coldly.
The man's voice was like a sound of metal and stone: "Are you still running?"
Cheng Yaoyao shook his head desperately and burped: "No no no... Uh! No... I won't run away... Don't kill me!"
Another thunder exploded in the sky, and lightning flashed, illuminating half of the man's bloody face and the curved knife in his hand, like a demon.
Cheng Yaoyao instinctively moved backwards.
The rain started to fall again, hitting my face painfully. The girl on the ground was wearing a soaked pink blouse that clung to her body, revealing her graceful curves. Her face was full of fear, and a teardrop mole was vivid under her almond-shaped eyes. She was completely devoid of her usual arrogance.
The man abruptly looked away, wiped the blood off his face, took off his coat and threw it to Cheng Yaoyao: "Put it on!"
The man looked lean, but after taking off his coat, he actually had a good physique with wide shoulders and narrow waist, and his wheat-colored muscles were firm and strong, which was absolutely different from the showman who would be trained in the gym in later generations.
Cheng Yaoyao held the coat in his hand. It was stained with blood and was very dirty.
The hesitation on Cheng Yaoyao's face did not escape the man's eyes. He pulled the corner of his lip in self-mockery and said, "You don't want to wear it? Then get up and go!"
Cheng Yaoyao asked tentatively: "Where are we going?"
"Go back to the village!" The man spoke very little, pursed his lips and concentrated on tying up the wild boar.
Cheng Yaoyao watched the man untie a bundle of hemp rope from his waist and neatly tie up the wild boar's four hooves. His muscles stretched into extremely explosive lines as he moved.
He had his back to her. Cheng Yaoyao slowly got up and moved back.
The sole of his shoe stepped on a small dry branch with a snapping sound. Amid the thunderous rain, the man turned his head, his eyes fixed on Cheng Yaoyao like a hawk!
Cheng Yaoyao waved his hands desperately: "I'm not running away, I'm not running away! Ah! What are you doing, don't touch me, help——"
The man stretched out his strong arms towards Cheng Yaoyao, and the smell of blood and heat from the stranger's body swept over domineeringly, wrapping Cheng Yaoyao in it.
Cheng Yaoyao instinctively raised her hands and scratched the man's face, her nails scraping her flesh. The man hissed and didn't touch her. He just tied a piece of hemp rope directly around her waist and tied it twice.
After wrapping the hemp rope twice, there was still a lot of room left. It was really thin. An inappropriate thought flashed through the man's mind, and then his left cheek hurt again, and he frowned and came back to his senses.
Cheng Yaoyao was really going crazy. This man actually tied her up with a pig rope?! This was more humiliating than taking advantage of her!
Cheng Yaoyao's unruly temper flared up, and he even forgot to be afraid. He raised his hand and hit the man in the face: "Why do you tie me up? Let me go, I'm going to call the police! Wuuuu..."
Cheng Yaoyao felt a pain in her wrist, and the man grabbed her with his hot and powerful hands, pulling her in front of him like a chick. Cheng Yaoyao was caught off guard and bumped directly into the man's solid chest.
"Let me go——" The moment he came into contact with the man, countless images flooded into Cheng Yaoyao's mind and he was stunned for a moment.
The girl's body was very soft, and the sweet fragrance of peach blossoms in May penetrated into his nose. The man was burned and turned sideways, holding the rope in his hand, and his voice became colder and harder: "I will let you go after we leave the forest."
There were several scratches on the man's face, one of which fell at the corner of his eye. His eyebrows were narrow and sharp, and the scratch made him look even more frightening.
Cheng Yaoyao knelt on the ground, with countless memories in her mind that she couldn't sort out. There was only one thing that was certain: this man had no ill intentions towards her.
Cheng Yaoyao grabbed the rope around his waist, assessed the situation, and finally lowered his head reluctantly: "You said so!"
The man didn't answer. He looked down at her and said, "Then get up."
"I...my legs are weak and I can't stand up." Cheng Yaoyao looked at him eagerly.
Cheng Yaoyao has a beautiful face, and with this face, she has been successful in everything she does since she was a child. Now she has a teardrop mole under her eye, which makes her look more charming and coquettish when she looks at people.
"..." The man's eyes looked strange, and he raised one sharp eyebrow, "You want me to carry you?"
"Thank you." Cheng Yaoyao breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing that. He showed a happy expression and stretched out his hand to the man.
man:"……"
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