He didn't know how many deer had bitten him that night. Qu Yunmie felt a little pain on his face, but when he rubbed it with his hands, there was no blood on his face at all. ...
After waking up, the feeling of weakness and numbness disappeared, and Qu Yunmie roughly realized that he had done something stupid. ... It can't be said to be stupid, after all, he was alone at the time, so just in case, he naturally had to be a little harder on himself.
But now one of his legs was injured, and several ribs seemed to be broken. His whole body was covered with wounds of varying sizes. Moreover, he had expended too much energy last night, and now he was hungry and cold. If this continued, he would not even be able to get up.
So he dragged his injured leg to a fir tree and sat down. He scooped some cool water from the puddle with his hand to soothe his smoking throat. Then he lay motionless, quietly watching the small animals hiding in the woods opposite.
After all, he was half Buteu blood, so Qu Yunmie had to move at will. The little animals observed him for a long time, and finally made sure that he was not dangerous, and then they walked over to drink water.
While the deer was drinking water, Qu Yunmie was still in the mood to notice one thing: the water here was not frozen, and the grass was even still green.
This should be a normal phenomenon, but Qu Yunmie had never seen it in his life.
He was only slightly surprised for a moment, and the next second, he suddenly reached out, grabbed the deer that was trying to escape, and then pulled it hard, pulling off the deer's head.
The watching deer: “…………”
It’s the deer’s fate!!!
In the blink of an eye, they disappeared into the jungle and were no longer seen. I believe that the next dozen generations of fawns will remember this survival rule of not getting close to humans. …
The reactions of the small animals were none of Qu Yunmie's business. This was a bit difficult for him. He attacked with the idea of killing with one blow. He threw away the deer's head and dragged the body over. Qu Yunmie drank the deer's blood voraciously. There was no firewood nearby and the grass was wet, so Qu Yunmie gave up on making a fire and instead tore off the deer's skin and ate the raw meat inside.
Qu Yunmie ate so much that veins popped out on his forehead, but there was nothing he could do. If he wanted to survive, if he wanted to replenish his strength and get out of this strange place, he had to eat.
After eating, he still did not move, just resting against a tree. According to his judgment, there were deer here, which meant it was a temporarily safe place. No wild animals lived here, and the deer were scared away by his tearing off the deer's head, so there was no need to worry about wild animals running over here following the scent of deer.
He couldn't tell the direction during the day, he rolled down and didn't remember where he came from, so he could only wait until night when there were stars before taking action.
If the weather is not good and it is a cloudy night... he still has to take action, at least to find the next place where he can hunt.
As he thought about this, Qu Yunmie calmed down. When he was the only one to rely on, getting anxious was useless. Instead of wasting time, he might as well save up more strength.
He was not idle while sitting. He peeled off the deerskin with his hands, and covered himself with it regardless of whether it smelled or not, just to keep warm. Then he peeled off the bark of the tree behind him with his bare hands. The bark was much drier than the grass, and then he tried to light a fire with the bark.
Why was he always bare-handed? Because when he woke up, he had no weapons around him, including his sword, bow and arrow, and Xueyinchou spear.
Qu Yunmie refused to let himself think about the loss of his beloved weapon. His first priority was to return alive so that he could see the man he loved. …
Qu Yunmie was quite good at encouraging himself. Whenever he felt the urge to think wildly, he would force himself to think about how Xiao Rong would react when he returned to him. He might cry, or get angry, or even pack up and run away from home without saying a word.
As he thought about it, he couldn't help laughing. Xiao Rong had a really bad temper. Most people couldn't stand him, except himself. He was strong and didn't like to argue with him. Where else could he find a husband as considerate as himself? Husband. Hiss - secretly imagining Xiao Rong calling him husband, Qu Yunmie pursed his lips. He fiddled with the small fire on the ground, roasting the deer leg on it, and his cheeks were slightly red.
When he finally had enough of the beauty, he raised his head to observe whether there was any danger around him. Then he saw Xiao Rong standing not far away with disheveled hair and a dirty face, holding the Chilong Sword in his left hand and the Xueyinchou Spear in his right hand, looking at him in astonishment.
Qu Yunmie: “…………”
He was also stunned. The two looked at each other. Xiao Rong slowly walked towards this side. When he was half a meter away from Qu Yunmie, Xiao Rong stopped and said to Qu Yunmie: "Guess which weapon I want to stab you to death?"
Qu Yunmie blinked his eyes like he was sending a telegram. After a long silence, he pointed at the Chilong Sword and said, "You must want to use your sword to take my life, because you have thought about it many times. But if you really want to do it, I suggest you use the Snow Drink, because it is long and sharp enough, and it doesn't take much force to pierce my heart."
Xiao Rong: “…………”
Xiao Rong was so angry at his words that he decided to do the opposite. He threw the Xue Yinchou Spear aside and strode to Qu Yunmie, holding the sword high in one hand and grabbing Qu Yunmie's broken armor with the other hand.
The tip of the sword pointed at Qu Yunmie's throat, only one centimeter away from him, but Qu Yunmie didn't look at the Chilong Sword at all. He only looked at Xiao Rong. He obediently followed Xiao Rong's strength, allowing Xiao Rong to pull him up a little. Looking at Xiao Rong's cold eyes, Qu Yunmie opened his mouth and uttered only three words: "I'm sorry."
The sword trembled slightly because Xiao Rong could not hold it anymore. His hands were shaking and the Chilong Sword could only tremble along with it. Seeing this, Qu Yunmie wanted to reach out to hold the sword, but Xiao Rong quickly retracted the sword and threw it to the side of Xue Yinchou's spear.
One is a world-famous excellent weapon that can be listed in every Hui weapon list; the other is a collector's item that was built at great expense and is a classical beauty in the weapon world.
Well, never mind what it is, now they are all trash and in the same boat. …
The sword and the spear silently accepted their fate, while on the other side, their masters were already hugging each other tightly, Xiao Rong hugged Qu Yunmie's neck, using his body to resist the surging emotions, while Qu Yunmie gently stroked Xiao Rong's back, even if Xiao Rong touched his wound and hurt him, he would not make a sound at this time. It was completely dark.
The stars came out too.
Qu Yunmie looked up at the sky, looking at the stars that had pointed the way for him countless times.
It is said that immortals live among the stars. I wonder if his A Rong also comes from there.
But he wouldn't ask, just like he wouldn't ask why Xiao Rong could find this place. He wanted Xiao Rong's future, and for the future, he could give up the past.
After waiting for a while, Xiao Rong still had no intention of letting him go, so Qu Yunmie said, "I saw Han Qing."
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