Success.

They successfully emerged from the ice abyss.

Yan Fanglin only felt extremely uncomfortable all over. He rolled on the ground in pain, trembling for a while before getting up, climbed to Yu Qingchi, and pulled him out from the dead giant bat claws.

Yu Qingchi's shoulder was exposed, and the right shoulder was covered with blood and flesh. Yan Fanglin's hand was covered with his chest, lowered his head and shouted: "Yu Qingchi."

Yu Qingchi fainted, but he still had a breath and was not dead.

Yan Fanglin suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that he had no strength left on his body. He lay on Yu Qingchi, feeling drowsy and fainted.

He was awakened by the rain.

Yu Qingchi has not woken up yet.

They didn't know where they were now. They looked up at the trees, green and terrifying, but they were not angry at all.

He felt that this was not a solution, and he had to save himself.

He didn't care about so much now, and he was lucky again. There was very little yin energy here. He only inhaled a small amount of yin energy. The yin energy entered his spiritual vein, as if he had slit some of his broken spiritual vein.

With some of the strength he recovered, he carried Yu Qingchi back.

Fortunately, although he was thin, he was still 1.8 meters tall. He carried Yu Qingchi to the bottom of a lush tree. It was raining outside, but the canopy was not wet at all.

He put Yu Qingchi down and rested for a while. Then he suddenly remembered "The Secret Book of Demon Realm". He touched it in his arms. The secret book was still there and the Blood Jade was there.

Yu Qingchi was seriously injured and showed no sign of waking up. They could not stay here and had to go as far as they could.

He once again put Yu Qingchi on his back and walked for a while.

I was actually anxious, afraid that Yu Qingchi would die like this.

But as the male protagonist, Yu Qingchi cannot die, right?

I need to add a "one" later because he is not sure.

It seemed that his appearance broke Yu Qingchi's sluggish physique, snatched his luck and changed the plot.

Otherwise, if someone and Concubine Jin fall into the ice abyss, they will not only be happy, but also come out without any harm.

Thinking of this, I was sorry for him.

However, it was also very miserable to come through for no reason, and I couldn't say who would be sorry for whom.

Perhaps this is fate.

"Uncle Master..."

A weak voice came from his shoulders. He turned his head and looked at it, and was surprised to find that Yu Qingchi had woken up.

"You're finally awake."

He found a slightly dry place to put Yu Qingchi down.

Yu Qingchi looked haggard, his face was pale, and even his lips were not bloody at all. He was very weak, and now he really became a weak little white flower.

"We came out of the bottom of the valley." Yan Fanglin said.

Yu Qingchi said "um" and closed his eyes again.

Yan Fanglin picked up the rain from the grass and trees and fed it to him.

Too cold.

It had clearly come out of the ice abyss, but the cold air seemed to remain in the body. The rain was also cold, not like the midsummer rain at all.

He continued walking with Yu Qingchi on his back. The more he walked, the more prosperous the plants became, the sun became more obvious, and the temperature rose significantly. When he walked to an open place, the sun shining.

He had never liked the summer sun as much as he is now. He put Yu Qingchi under the scorching sun, thought about it, and took Yu Qingchi away.

Yu Qingchi's body is extremely beautiful, it is the beauty of men. Every inch is just right, and his chest muscles and abdominal muscles are the kind of young men that are not too exaggerated but have obvious lines, and his wide shoulders, narrow waist and long legs.

Not to mention that it is a place where American attacks like Jin Xuelang are willing to suffer.

He couldn't help but sigh, there is heaven beyond heaven, and there is someone beyond man, and the male protagonist who focuses on literature is the male protagonist who focuses on literature.

As the male protagonist, every part is a hero.

He just thought Yu Qingchi's body was so beautiful, and he had no other thoughts. He took off his body and went to the puddle next to him to wash it.

He endured the pain and washed the blood on his body. He washed his clothes again and hanged them in the sun.

Just as he was wiping Yu Qingchi's face, Yu Qingchi woke up.

Yu Qingchi's face no longer had blood, but his ears seemed to be slightly red. Yan Fanglin said: "We are walking like this, it's too slow. Your body can't hold on. I plan to put you here and explore the surroundings first.

The situation is OK?”

He wanted to obtain Yu Qingchi's consent, because he put himself in his shoes, if someone left him alone in the wilderness, he would be afraid.

I am afraid that the other party will not come back, and I am afraid that I will die.

Yu Qingchi was just stunned.

He lost too much blood and his vision was blurred. He slugged it for a long time before he could see clearly. It was Yan Fanglin's tall figure, jade-white, and his whole body was not lingering, glowing, wet

Her hair was loose and black as dark as ink.

Not like a human, like a god.

He would just say, "Okay."

Yan Fanglin said: "Don't worry, I won't go far."

He put on his half-dry clothes. This time he did not wear Yu Qingchi's outer robe, but tied up his ragged clothes and surrounded him around his waist.

Yan Fanglin looked around and found that not far away was the Baiwu Forest that Hua Wuxiang led him into. He was not familiar with the road and did not dare to advance rashly. He turned to another direction, and saw that the sun had already set.

He climbed up a crooked sub-tree and climbed to the highest point, and could not see anything everywhere, only endless mountains and forests.

He felt a little discouraged, weak all over, and a feeling of sadness surged over his head.

But now it was not the time to be sad. He accumulated some strength and came down from the tree. When he was about to walk back, he realized that he was lost.

He left marks with stones along the way, but this is a deep mountain forest. Unless he has professional experience, it is not very useful to keep marks. The target of the stone is too small and difficult to identify. Seeing that the sun is already

When he was in a slant, he became even more anxious when he thought of Yu Qingchi.

I wonder if Yu Qingchi will be afraid.

Anyway, he would put himself in his shoes, and he would. He was a little scared now. There was someone around him in the mountains and forests, even if he was disabled, he would be better than himself.

He didn't dare to shout if he couldn't find it.

I'm afraid there will be jackals, tigers and leopards in the deep mountains and forests.

He became more and more aware of the importance of spells. He also thought of a good idea during the day. If he entered the spiritual consciousness of a certain bird, it would be more convenient to find the way, or he would drive the bird to find it.

People come to save them.

However, the last time he entered the bat's spiritual consciousness, the backlash was extremely serious, and his spiritual veins were injured and damaged, so he could not use the magic slaughtering technique.

Fortunately, he found Yu Qingchi at sunset.

He ran over quickly and shouted in surprise: "Yu Qingchi!"

Yu Qingchi was lying on the ground, the moonlight was light, and he couldn't see the expression on his face clearly, but he believed that Yu Qingchi would be very happy to see him.

"I'm sorry, I'm lost." He sat down next to him: "There are trees here, I haven't found a way out, nor have anyone found. I'll go and see it tomorrow."

After saying that, he said again: "We have been missing for so long, Master and the others must be looking for us too, so you don't have to worry."

Yu Qingchi said "hmm" and said, "How are you?"

"I'm fine." Yan Fanglin went to hold water for Yu Qingchi to drink. Yu Qingchi's lips were close to his palm, as if kissing his hand, but his eyes kept looking at him without moving, very eagerly,

It was also very sad. The emotions there were too complicated. He couldn't understand it. He only understood the moon and stars in Yu Qingchi's eyes, which were very bright.

He fed Yu Qingchi the wild fruit he found when he was looking for a way during the day. The night became colder and colder, and there was dew. He helped Yu Qingchi into a cave.

The cave was very shallow, just a piece of concave, barely able to accommodate two people. He learned what Yu Qingchi did when he was in the dungeon, hugged Yu Qingchi, and then wrapped their only intact robe around the two of them.

"You have to hold on," he said.

Yu Qingchi said "Yeah".

But he found that Yu Qingchi's body was so hot.

Perhaps the wound cannot be treated and inflamed, which is a fatal injury.

But he didn't know what else he could do.

It's just a pity that he is not a big boss.

Yu Qingchi had a fever, and his heart was full of emotions. He was so worried that he could not understand his feelings for Yan Fanglin. When he thought of Yan Fanglin, he would then think of the Taoist Chaoshan who he regarded as his father.

The fire of shame caused him to be in great pain.

But Yan Fanglin heard him calling: "Master...Master."

He was stunned.

I thought to myself, it turns out that when my life was in danger, Yu Qingchi was thinking only of Taoist Chaoshan.

Oh my God, what a deep and passionate secret love he was moved.

His guesses are true.

Yu Qingchi wouldn't die like this, right?

He didn't know what to do, but was shrouded in the shadow of death and moved by the bitter love. He hugged Yu Qingchi, kissed his forehead gently, and said, "Master is here."

"I'm here," he said, "I'm here."

All he could do was this, and temporarily replace Chaoshan Taoist and comfort his dying crush.

Yu Qingchi woke up in a bitter and hot dream. He opened his godless eyes and saw Yan Fanglin kissing his forehead, as if he loved him very much.

The recent Yan Fanglin is actually very abnormal.

He seemed to have changed his way to lure and torture himself, and he seemed to have completely changed his body, far away from him. His face was still the same, but his temperament and feelings had completely changed. His body was still weak, but he was full of tenacity.

A cool and cool look.

They are now different from before. They have no name as Taoist couple, but they have the reality of Taoist couple. Yan Fanglin, in a sense, is already his person and no longer only belongs to his master.

"Cold." He said.

"Is it cold?" Yan Fanglin looked down at him and hugged him tighter.

He doesn't know how to make fire, and there is no real energy in his body to give him any more use, and Yu Qingchi is almost dead now.

No, you can't sit still like this and wait for death.

Instead of dying by guarding Yu Qingchi here, it is better to take a gamble.

After Yu Qingchi fainted again, Yan Fanglin picked up his black blood sword and walked on the moon.

The night is not as good as the daytime, but there is also an advantage. You can find it with a little light. He cuts down along the way, using branches to mark it.

The luckiest thing is that he has been safe all the way and has not encountered any ferocious jackals, tigers and leopards. Instead, he met two foxes. He waved the black blood sword in his hand, and the two foxes jumped out of sight.

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I don’t know how long I had been walking, and there was already dawn in the sky, he saw a wisp of smoke and a little fire.

Yan Fanglin's palms were covered with blood bubbles. He ran over happily. Before he could run to the door, a sword flew out.

He blocked it with the black blood sword in his arms and staggered to the ground.

The door opened, and an old man with white beards was wearing a coarse sermon robe and a swordsworn in his hand.

The old man was a casual cultivator who practiced in the deep mountains of Chicheng, and looked at him in surprise.

Yan Fanglin was about to cry excitedly and get up from the ground.

"At Xiaqingzhu Peak, feast on the Fanglin Forest. If you have any questions, please ask the Lord for yourselves."

The old Taoist put away his sword and said, "I'm sorry, I thought it was the beast in the mountains that came again."

Seeing that Yan Fanglin was ragged but not less noble, he hurriedly said, "Come in quickly."

"A friend and I accidentally got lost in this forest. Now he is seriously injured. I beg the Lord to help me bring him back."

The old Taoist was also kind-hearted and said, "You wait."

After saying that, he put on an oil lamp and gave Yan Fanglin a thin robe: "Put it on."

"Thank you." Yan Fanglin put on his robe and asked, "Is there any way for the venerable to inform my family, my master and disciples of Qingzhu Peak, now they all live at the foot of Chicheng Mountain."

"I have fireworks for asking for help. Wait." The old Taoist said.

The old Taoist went back and took out a firework. The fireworks took off, illuminating the morning mist with a "bang" and bloomed in the sky. The fireworks should have used magic, and stopped in the air and did not dissipate for a long time.

Go, and drift to the distance with the wind.

Yan Fanglin looked up at the fireworks and took the old Taoist back along the way.

In fact, he was still worried along the way. He was afraid that Yu Qingchi would be dead or taken away by a jackal. He walked very quickly, and only felt a fishy and sweet throat, as if there was a smell of blood coming up. The old Taoist said:

This fellow Taoist, what have you encountered? I think you are hurt too, so you should go slower."

"I'm fine." Yan Fanglin swallowed the bloody bit and walked faster.

Fortunately, the old Taoist also practiced some things. Although he was old, he walked as fast as he could. They walked through the morning fog and found Yu Qingchi.

Yu Qingchi had almost no breath, and the sky was light and it shone like a dead person.

He rushed forward and shouted, "Yu Qingchi, I found someone, we are saved!"

A mixed feeling surged in my heart, and I could no longer help it. I felt tears were about to come out. This was a real life after the disaster. The old Taoist looked at Yu Qingchi's pulse and said, "There is still a rescue."

He carried Yu Qingchi, Yan Fanglin followed behind with his sword, and the mist gradually dissipated. He shook for a moment, and the old Taoist turned around and said, "Be careful too."

"I'm fine, thank you." Yan Fanglin wiped his face and his expression calmed down. He held the black blood sword, and his mind relaxed, and he felt a severe pain all over his body, and the bloody blood in his throat seemed to be unable to suppress it anymore.

Stay, just at this moment, he heard a shout from the front, someone was calling "Uncle Master", it was Hong Ying, and someone was calling "Third Brother", it was Mei Ziqing.

He raised his head and saw someone rustling in the forest, and some people came to the leaves. Between the green night and branches, he caught a white figure. He saw him at the mountain Taoist and shouted: "Feast."

Never seen him so anxious.

Yan Fanglin's nose was sore, she smiled brightly, and shouted: "Master!!"

The Taoist of Chaoshan was snow-haired in white clothes and floated up.
Chapter completed!