Chapter 567 Attacking the Killer Who Doesn't Look Like a Killer

Surrounded by a vast desert, Jingjing didn't remember how long she had walked holding the flail while gritting her teeth. She only knew that seeing his paler and paler face, she was afraid that something bad would happen to him.

The desert is baked by the sun, and there is a severe lack of water. Even if he doesn't die from his injuries, he will die from lack of water.

Scenery is not a doctor, but it is not necessary to be a doctor in such an obvious situation. During this journey, let alone animals, you can't even see a cactus, let alone find water.

Si Jia's body suddenly became heavier. It can be said that the weight of his body was leaning on her. He was completely unconscious, and Feng Feng could only temporarily find a lee of a sand dune to put him down first, and let him lie down. On the ground, then, she changed the place to stand herself, helped him block the sun, and looked at the shadow cast by him, she thought maybe he could feel better this way.

The dry air can easily deprive people of moisture, especially Si Jia who was injured and lost blood. His dehydration situation is even more serious than hers.

Feng Jing's fingers lightly touched his slightly chapped lips, the comatose man was unconscious, she suddenly made up her mind, took out the dagger given to her by her father hidden in her bosom, took off the scabbard, and took the sharp dagger She compared it on the wrist of her right hand. After a strong conflict of thoughts, she gritted her teeth, closed her eyes and slashed on the smooth and fair skin.

She bit her lip, and just let out a short "huh". Adhering to the principle of not being wasted, she quickly brought the bleeding hand to his mouth, and the blood dripped into his closed mouth, but flowed down the corner of his mouth. flowed out.

The scenery both hurts and hurts, she deeply thinks it is shameful to waste it, puts her arm in front of her mouth regardless, sucks blood from the wound, suppresses the subtle and somewhat disgusting feeling, bows her head again, and kisses him On his lips, all the precious blood was poured into his mouth, and the smell of blood spread between their lips.

After one mouthful, another mouthful, the serious and busy person just wanted not to waste it, but he didn't notice that his body stiffened in an instant.

It wasn't until she gradually felt dizzy that Fengguang stopped feeding blood. The blood in the wound gradually solidified, and she felt dizzy looking at it. Fortunately, she put down her sleeves to cover the bloody wound. The other hand stroked his pale cheek, and whispered: "Sijiao, I won't let anything happen to you, you can't die."

If he died, her mission in this world would also fail.

Maybe it's not just because of this reason, this man... In her eyes, there is indeed a charm that makes her heart flutter.

In order to make him more comfortable, she let his head rest on her lap, and the scenery waited for a long time, until her mind was also in a daze, and when she was about to lose consciousness, he finally opened his eyes slowly. squinted.

She didn't see him waking up, because her eyelids were heavy, she was already half-closed, and her head was moving slightly, as if she would soon tilt her body and fall unbalanced.

Until she felt it, a cool hand touched her side face, she opened her eyes suddenly, then excitedly grabbed his raised hand, "Si Jia, you're awake! "

"Well... I'm awake."

"Just wake up." She saw him staring at the wrist holding his hand, because it was raised, so her sleeve slipped a little, and she quickly put the hand behind her back, She said with a smile: "I knew that you wouldn't leave me alone and fall asleep so easily."