At this moment, Zhu Feng suddenly stretched out his hand.

Heaven and earth seem to stand still at this moment.

I saw that the lightning-like wooden stake was suddenly grasped by him in the palm of his hand.

And the wooden thorn also pierced his palm, and blood immediately flowed out of his fingers, and Zhu Feng's eyes were red with pain.

Ye Zhen was so frightened that his soul was about to go out of his body.

"Your Majesty!"

Zhu Feng said in a deep voice: "Quick! ”

“……”

"Untie the reins!"

Although he shouted like this, the people around him were already lying on the ground with injuries, and some people were so frightened by the imminent wave that they collapsed to the ground, and no one could rush up at all.

At this moment, a figure rushed forward at once.

When I looked closely, it was Nanyan.

Zhu Feng's eyes widened suddenly, but she saw the little woman stumbling on the deck and running to the place where the reins were tied, grabbing the reins thicker than her arm with one hand, and taking out something from her arms with the other hand.

A flash of cold light.

It was a short sword.

It was the short sword he gave her when he was in Beiping.

What Zhu Feng didn't know was that she had been carrying it all the time.

Nanyan pulled out her short sword and cut the reins hard, but the hull of the boat swayed, making her miss her hand several times, and cut her fingers and palms with deep blood marks.

The pain in her heart made her tears well.

Mixed with the river water that was dripping down his head, his vision was almost blurred.

Nanyan could only grit his teeth, relying on his intuition to cut one by one, feeling that the reins were being cut little by little, and there was still a thin section left.

And at this moment, the huge wave had already hit them hard.

"Nanyan ——!"

|

Pain.

It hurts!

It's as if the bones all over the body have been crushed and put back on.

Nanyan had fainted, but she faintly regained her senses, and it turned out that she was pulled out of the boundless chaos and darkness by pain.

She frowned subconsciously.

"Painful ......"

As soon as this sound came from his parched lips, he felt a burst of fire.

It's uncomfortable.

At this time, the body in severe pain seemed to be held up by a powerful arm, although it was also painful, but I could vaguely feel that this hand was trying its best to be gentle.

Then, something, soft, stuck to his lips.

The lips subconsciously opened, and I felt a burst of coolness injected into my mouth.

It's water!

Nanyan was already thirsty, and at this time it was like a life-saving nectar, she kept swallowing, and even a little unsatisfied, and when the thing was about to leave her, she entangled it.

At this time, a coughing sound sounded in my ears.

Nanyan frowned, and finally slowly opened his eyes.

As soon as I opened my eyes, I met a pair of eyes.

Deep and dark.

It is like a bottomless deep pool, but at this moment, there is a little warm breath.

Inside, a pale figure was reflected.

The cheeks were thin, faintly tired.

That's - yourself?

“……”

Nanyan stared blankly at the appearance of himself reflected in those eyes, and for a long time, he couldn't come back to his senses.

At this time, a familiar voice sounded in my ears-

"Mother."

Nanyan was a little confused, still staring at those eyes, and after a while, he slowly turned his head again.

I saw Ran Xiaoyu standing aside, separated from him by a veil.

Nanyan was stunned and turned back again.

At last he saw that he was lying on the ground, with some cushions under him, and a small wooden frame with some dead wood around him, and hung a veil.

And Zhu Feng is holding himself.

Just now, is it him?

Nanyan was a little unable to come back to his senses, and said softly: "Your Majesty ......"

She subconsciously looked at Zhu Feng's lips, slightly reddened and moist, as if she had just drunk water, and as soon as she was stared at by herself, his face suddenly became a little embarrassed.

The pair of hands that wrapped around him gently lowered himself.

Then he got up and walked away, still holding a water glass in his hand.

Just now, was he feeding himself water?

However, why is his face so strange.

Ran Xiaoyu walked in immediately, took out a handkerchief and gently wiped the corners of Nanyan's lips, her face was also a little red, and she wanted to smile or not, which made Nanyan puzzled.

In the end, what's wrong?

Now, though, is not the time to worry about that.

Her whole body was in terrible pain, and after being put down by Zhu Feng, she struggled to sit up again, Ran Xiaoyu hurriedly said, "Niangniang, don't move." ”

“……”

"You were hit on the hold by a wave and hit your head."

“……”

"There are some injuries on my body, too."

"Really?"

Nanyan frowned, thought about it, and then remembered that before they fainted, they encountered the Guanyin storm, and in the storm, the sails could not be retracted, and they were almost about to bury the entire boat.

At that time, Zhu Feng rushed up and grabbed the reins.

And himself, taking out the knife he gave her, cut the other reins.

Later, it seems that I only remember a wave coming, and I forget everything.

It turned out that he was injured, no wonder his body hurt so much.

She reached out and rubbed her head, and sure enough, it hurt badly, Ran Xiaoyu hurriedly supported her so that she could lie down more comfortably.

Nanyan looked around.

They were clearly not on a boat, but on a river beach.

Around, there are green trees, and there is a fine white sand underneath, which is quite soft.

Overhead, the wind and sun were also beautiful, completely different from the previous storm.

In front of them, a vast body of smoke and water was very calm, and their boat was parked not far ahead, but it seemed that it had been damaged.

Ran Xiaoyu said softly: "The ship is broken, we have to find a way to repair it." ”

At this moment, a figure flashed in front of him.

Zhu Feng is back again.

Still holding the cup in his hand, as if it had filled it with some water, he said, "Drink some more water." ”

Somehow, Ran Xiaoyu's face seemed to be red again, and she hurriedly let go of Nanyan and slipped out by herself.

Run fast.

Nan Yan felt that his soft body was picked up by Zhu Feng's powerful arm and leaned on him, but when he brought the cup to his mouth, Nan Yan's brows suddenly twisted.

"Your Majesty, your hand!"

His hands were wrapped in thick gauze.

There's also a little bit of pink.

Zhu Feng glanced down.

It was yesterday, and he was stabbed in the palm of his hand when he was trying to control the reins and grab the stake in the storm.

The palm of the hand, pierced through.

However, looking at the little woman's worried look, he didn't say anything, but said lightly: "It's just a little skin injury." ”

“……”

"Here, drink some water first."

“……”

Nanyan took two sips of water on his hand, and his burning throat was relieved a little.

Zhu Feng said: "It's better, right?" ”

Nanyan nodded lightly.

He raised his head again and looked around: "Your Majesty, what kind of place is this?" ”