Dense rain of arrows came from behind like locusts, and shot towards the sampan violently. Xin Yue's eyes widened, and in the lightning flash, she hugged Yan Zhan who was shot by the arrow with one hand, and clung to the sampan with the other, decisively

The ground slipped into the water.

As a result, Xin Yue was unable to row with his hands and could only hug the sampan tightly. Even getting out of the water and breathing became difficult.

Fortunately, holding her breath and walking forward was a skill she had to learn before, so she could persist for a long time. The sound of fierce waves rang in her ears, and she was surrounded by cold water that blocked her chest.

The soldiers were chasing after them vigorously, and the atmosphere became very tense, with no room for relaxation.

Xin Yue felt that it was time to surface, and just when her head came out, a sharp arrow cut through the water with a scratch and shot straight down. The distance from Xin Yue was only 0.1 meters.

My heart suddenly rose to my throat and was beating wildly.

Xin Yue took a deep breath and then dived into the water again.

Time passed quickly, and finally there were no more pursuers.

The sea became a little calm. Xin Yue came out of the water, Guazi's little face turned red. She exerted strength on her arm and gritted her teeth and threw Yan Zhan into the sampan. Then she climbed in. Many arrows fell on the sampan.

Xin Yue pulled out a few, wiped the water from his face, and began to check Yan Zhan's injuries.

Yan Zhan was still unconscious at this moment. The arrow inserted in his back had fallen off after swimming underwater for a long time, leaving only a bleeding hole.

With limited resources, Xin Yue tore off a piece of fabric from his leg and could only give Yan Zhan a simple bandage to temporarily stop the bleeding.

Xin Yue was dizzy after holding her breath for a long time. She just lay down on the sampan and slept without thinking about anything. However, as soon as she closed her eyes, a manly humming sound sounded in her ears.

Xin Yue crawled next to Yan Zhan, looked at his frowning face, and couldn't help asking worriedly:

"What's wrong? Are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere else?"

Yan Zhan tried to open his lips, but couldn't spit out a word. His lips were trembling and pale.

Xin Yue patted his face, but found that the temperature under his palm was shockingly cold.

"Are you cold?"

"Um……"

Yan Zhan groaned softly, his face turned a little blue, and his whole body exuded coldness.

Xin Yue quickly grabbed his hand and breathed into it, but found that it didn't help. His body was still as cold as ice.

His painful look made Xin Yue a little anxious. Xin Yue quickly breathed into the palm of his hand, then put his hand on his handsome and pale face and rubbed his ears, trying to warm him up.

"Are you feeling better?"

Yan Zhan didn't answer, but his brows furrowed tighter and tighter.

"What should I do?" Xin Yue, who had always been calm, became a little anxious for a rare moment. This was not on land. There was no fire for him, and it was useless to keep him warm in his own way. Xin Yue licked his dry lips and knelt down.

Sitting and looking at Yan Zhan, his helpless expression was obvious.

Xin Yue wanted to hug Yan Zhan, but he was worried that if he was wet, it would only make him colder and colder.

She had no choice but to slap Yan Zhan on the cheek, trying to keep him awake.

Suddenly, someone grabbed his wrist, Xin Yue's center of gravity became unstable, and he fell into Yan Zhan's arms.

Obviously, the unconscious Yan Zhan regarded her as a source of warmth.

In fact, she was also very cold. She wore little clothing and swam, and her whole body could hardly emit any heat... Well, as long as he didn't dislike her.

However, it is obvious that Yan Zhan's face is even more ugly than before. I don't know if he is crazy or stupid, but he still holds Xin Yue, who is cold all over, and refuses to let go.

Xin Yue had no choice but to keep breathing into his hand, then put it against his face and neck, and breathed into the palm of his hand. Xin Yue opened his clothes and quickly pressed it against his cold chest.

Under the palm of his hand was his steadily beating heart.

Yan Zhan's chest had clear texture, which obviously did not match his elegant and handsome appearance. Xin Yue couldn't help but poke his chest and chuckled:

"Oh, it's quite interesting."

But soon, she stopped laughing.

The beating frequency of Yan Zhan's heart obviously slowed down. The sound of his heartbeat also became weaker and weaker.

Xin Yue's face turned pale, and he began to press his face against his, trying to let his remaining warmth warm up his cold body temperature.

Yan Zhan seemed to feel better, but soon he began to murmur in pain again.

There was a flash of light in Xin Yue's eyes, not without any hesitation, but she had no other choice.

Amidst the low-pitched waves, she broke free from Yan Zhan's restraints and began to take off her clothes.

The wet and thin clothes were quickly torn off by Xin Yue. She stuck the few remaining arrows on the boat on the narrow tail of the sampan, and then wrapped the clothes around it, hoping to dry it quickly.

Xin Yue took off his black tights, revealing a close-fitting white shorts. The shorts were very thin and short. Xin Yue's snow-white shoulders and thin waist could not be concealed. Under the shorts were slender and well-proportioned legs.

And pure white.

Xin Yue took off the clothes on Yan Zhan's upper body, revealing the man's almost perfect figure under the faint moonlight, with solid muscles and clear outlines, revealing a hint of wildness that is usually hard to see.

Xin Yue's slender, white hands hooked his waist, her warm skin pressed tightly against his cold body, and one hand covered Yan Zhan's clothes over the two of them. Xin Yue shivered with the cold, but

Silent.

In the cold night wind, there is warmth that can't help but spread.

At this moment, the unpredictable sea returned to its original calmness, and the sound of waves gently lapped in my ears, like the beautiful songs that surrounded my ears when I was a child.

A clear moon peeked out from the floating clouds, shining quietly on the two people in the boat. The lingering hair gently spread with the moist water vapor, and the thin mist was like a dream in Western yarn, surrounding them,

Misty, hazy and uncertain.

The water flowed slowly, and in the distance, a tree moved gently, making a slight sound with the wind.

So quiet.

The next day, the sun was shining brightly. When Yan Zhan woke up, he suddenly found a delicate body lying in his arms.

Yan Zhan was surprised, but what was even more surprising was that his hands were tightly wrapped around her waist.

What happened yesterday? What did he do?

He loosened his hand around Xin Yue's waist and moved, but there was a burning pain in his back, which made him frown.

His slender hands covered Xin Yue's palm-sized face, and Yan Zhan patted him gently: "Hey, wake up."

Xin Yue slapped his hand away and opened his mouth lazily:

"Don't make any noise."

Yan Zhan frowned and suddenly noticed that Xin Yue's face was blushing fiercely and his body was burning like hot coals.

"Hey, Xin Yue."

Yan Zhan was sure that Xin Yue had indeed suffered from the cold and high fever, and his frown deepened. However, at this time, the clothes covering the two of them fell into the sea because of Yan Zhan's slight movement. For a moment, the girl's white porcelain body

Glows beautifully in the sun.
Chapter completed!