Xin Yue looked at him steadily, with a blank expression on his little face.

"Um……"

As if in response to Xin Yue's conjecture, the man who fell on the ground in front of him let out another very thin groan, with unconcealable pain, and the sound floated in the wind.

"Yan Zhan..."

Xin Yue came back to her senses and understood something. In fact, it was not that he was not breathing just now, but that the wind here was strong and the snow was cold. She could not feel the temperature and flow of his weak breath. In addition, she was very nervous, and her hands

He was trembling, not paying attention, taking it for granted that he would definitely die after suffering so many injuries, so he didn't notice that he was still breathing.

"I will help you pull out the arrow. You must endure it. You must endure it."

"Xin Yue..." Yan Zhan suddenly grabbed Xin Yue's hand, holding it tightly as if he had spent all his life's strength, "Promise me... one thing... okay?"

His speech was very slow and difficult, and his voice was extremely soft. Xin Yue had to put his ear to his mouth in order to hear what he said clearly.

"Promise me... okay?" Xin Yue couldn't hear clearly, so he said it again. His half-closed eyes took on a lifeless color, so deep that they couldn't open their eyes. His hands showed a slightly bluish look.

It was white in color and had distinct joints. It tightly grasped Xin Yue's arm.

"you say."

"Help me rescue...the emperor...from the hands of the thieves..."

Xin Yue suddenly gasped and frowned: "What emperor? What thief?" She looked very serious when she heard it, and said honestly, "I can't do it, I can't do it."

Yan Zhan smiled slightly. Fortunately, what she said was that she couldn't do it, not that she was unwilling to take the risk.

"I believe you...you have...the ability. Are you willing to help me?" He said in a hoarse voice, word by word, slowly.

Xin Yue looked at her, his eyes suddenly became very clear, and he could not see the panic just now. She shook her head quickly and without hesitation. Yan Zhan's brows furrowed more and more tightly. Suddenly, he grabbed Xin Yueyi

Xiu's cold hand was suddenly covered with a warm hand. Xin Yue looked at Yan Zhan and said:

"As a human minister, this is your own mission. If you want to save your emperor, you have to rely on yourself." Xin Yue took a breath, "So, live well, step into the gate of hell with one foot and lift it out."

The heavy snow was falling, and a faint red suddenly appeared on the edge of the girl's eyes. She bit her lower lip, and soon let it go. White snowflakes fell on her shoulders. Yan Zhan could not fail to see that her body,

He also suffered a lot of injuries, with blood here and there, his clothes were in tatters, and there were countless knife marks.

"I can endure the pain to death!"

As if he had taken great courage, Xin Yue's eyes darkened, and he tore off a piece of material from his pants below his knees, tore the slightly thick cloth into many pieces, shook out the cotton inside, and quickly stretched out his hand.

, with a pop sound, he quickly pulled out a sharp arrow from the edge of Yan Zhan's chest, then covered it with cotton, and then quickly and tightly wrapped it with cloth. His movements were unprecedentedly fast, trying hard not to let Yan Zhan's blood spill out.

One drop.

Yan Zhan groaned in pain. After a brief moment of clarity, his consciousness began to become infinitely blurry. He felt like vomiting in pain, and his body felt like it was floating, light and weightless.

"It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt at all." Xin Yue's voice rang in his ears, and Yan Zhan just hypnotized himself, well, it doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt, nothing happened, it doesn't hurt, not at all.

It doesn't hurt either.

With a "pop" sound, another arrow was pulled out. Yan Zhan felt as if his body was torn to pieces, as if there were countless cows running rampant inside his body. The impact caused pain all over his body, and he couldn't lift up even if he had any strength.

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The sounds of arrows being pulled away sounded one after another, and Yan Zhan felt like he was pushed to the edge of the cliff again and again, and he moved his body on the verge of death very hard again and again, trying his best to prevent himself from falling.

"It's the last arrow, don't be afraid." Xin Yue's voice was very low, but for some reason, it felt comfortable and warm to Yan Zhan's ears, like the spring wind.

Quickly pull out the arrow, cover it with cotton cloth, and use clever techniques to cover the wound tightly to prevent blood from flowing out.

"ah……"

It's not that Yan Zhan has never been injured, but it has never been so painful this time. After fighting for a long time, his exhausted body was seriously injured again. He felt that he still had breath left, which was already his limit. He felt that he had reached the end of his life.

end.

Every part of his body seemed to be collapsing. At the most painful moment, the girl's voice rang in his ears over and over again:

"Yan Zhan, hold on, hold on. Live, live, live."

"You still have a lot of things to do. You have to think about these things. No one will walk your path for you. You can't die yet. You absolutely can't die."

Xin Yue knew that he was in pain, but seeing that his face was not as pale as before, he put his hand on his arm and said: "You endure it, I will help you up. We will survive when we get out of here."

Once upon a time, two people who were hostile to each other became "we" who supported each other through thick and thin.

Xin Yue slowly held Yan Zhan's weak and blood-stained body, and slowly, slowly helped him up. A feeling of dizziness hit Xin Yue's mind. Suddenly, darkness fell in front of her eyes. She staggered and was about to fall. Maybe

She knew that if she fell down now, even if Zhu Rui's men did not turn around and kill them, they would freeze to death in the ice and snow, so she tried to hold her breath and told herself countless times not to fall to the ground, not to let go.

Silly fatigue.

Her body was at the end of its strength. Even when Yan Zhan pushed her onto the horse, she was already so tired that she felt as if she could sleep until the end of the world. The energy in her body was constantly being consumed. Sweat and blood poured out in strands, mixing with each other.

When I reached a certain place, my thin clothes got wet.

It was only because of her strong will to survive that she could persevere until now. Even if her body was trembling, she would not let herself fall. She supported Yan Zhan and slowly walked in what she thought was the right direction.

She has never been here before, so there is no basis for judging whether the direction is correct or wrong. In the sky and earth illuminated by the fire, she saw Mount Fuji on the other side from a distance. Mount Fuji was easy to identify, and the snow-covered peaks stood quietly.

There, he looked like a safe old man.

Suddenly I remembered that during a relationship, the man stroked her hair, put his mouth on her ear, and said with a smile that he would take her to see the cherry blossoms on Mount Fuji next spring. The cherry blossoms there were in full bloom.

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At that time, she was still pregnant with his child and full of expectations for the unknown.
Chapter completed!