Volume 10 Chapter 212

Chapter 212

Qing Yu tried his best and finally floated to the surface. He then opened his mouth and took a deep breath. After a long breath, he felt some strength and then struggled to swim to the shore.

When he got to the shore, he was exhausted and lay on the ground, motionless, and began to cough violently.

His physique was weak and he couldn't stand the tossing. He ran wildly for an hour and was sweating all over. Suddenly he fell into the cold water. The cold and heat conflicted with each other, and his weak body immediately had adverse reactions. He coughed constantly and had a high fever. He shivered all over. At this time, he even saw double vision, his head was swollen, and the world was spinning.

The only thing to be thankful for was that Tang Yin was much more miserable than him. He sank directly to the bottom of the pool, and he didn't have to worry about Tang Yin swimming out and continuing to look for him.

Just when he was confused and half-conscious, he suddenly heard movement in the water. Qingyu was startled, and struggled to rub his body, while trying to raise his upper body and look at the water surface.

The water on the shore first showed waves, and soon, water halos appeared. When Qingyu was confused and terrified, Tang Yin climbed out of the water with a splash.

That's right, Tang Yin is a landlubber and doesn't know how to swim, but his lung capacity is much stronger than that of ordinary people, and he can hold his breath several times longer than ordinary people.

He sank to the bottom of the pool, but he didn't die. Instead, he found his scimitar in the mud at the bottom of the pool. He held the knife in one hand and climbed to the shore step by step from the bottom of the pool.

Tang Yin's appearance is not much better than Qingyu now. His hands and feet are covered with mud, his hair is disheveled, and the blood on his body has turned light red after being soaked in the water. He looks like a living ghost.

He slowly straightened his body, his eyes fell on Qingyu's panicked face, he raised the corner of his mouth, and said faintly: "Qingyu, I said that I swear to cut off your head today, you give me your life!" As he spoke, he walked to Qingyu with three steps and three shakes, and raised the scimitar in his hand high.

Qingyu had a sword in his hand, and he had also learned swordsmanship, but now he didn't have even a little strength in his body, let alone using the sword to resist, even if he wanted to raise his hand, he couldn't do it.

Watching Tang Yin's scimitar slashing down, Qingyu secretly said it was over, he closed his eyes, and waited for death.

Puff!

With a muffled sound, the world became quiet. Qingyu thought he was dead this time, but he didn't feel any pain for a long time. He raised his heavy eyelids with force and looked up. It turned out that Tang Yin's knife didn't cut him, but stabbed into the ground. Tang Yin knelt on one leg on the ground, holding the knife handle tightly with both hands, his head lowered, and didn't move.

Could it be that he suddenly found his conscience and didn't want to kill himself? While Qingyu was thinking, Tang Yin, who was kneeling there, fell to the side, and fell to the ground with the knife. Looking at him again at this time, his eyes were closed, his breath was like a thread, and his pale face began to turn blue. The newly flowing blood dripped down the corners of his clothes and fell to the ground.

Tang Yin fainted! Knowing this, Qingyu sighed for a long time. Since Tang Yin was unable to kill him, he would not give Tang Yin another chance.

Qingyu grasped the sword in his hand and wanted to stab Tang Yin to death while he was unconscious. However, he tried several times but failed to lift the sword. Instead, he was so tired that he felt dizzy and finally fainted.

The two of them were old enemies. When they were awake, they wanted to cut each other into pieces. Now they were both unconscious, and it was rare for them to lie together.

Because there were high mountains all around, the sky at the bottom of the valley was much shorter than outside. It was only dusk, and the bottom of the valley had fallen into darkness.

The first person to wake up from coma was Qingyu. He first raised his head to look at himself, then turned his head to look at Tang Yin beside him, and couldn't help but sigh.

Now Tang Yin was unconscious beside him, and he happened to have a sharp blade in his hand, but the fatal thing was that his body couldn't use any strength, and he could only watch Tang Yin who was close at hand, but he couldn't do anything to him.

After an unknown period of time, Tang Yin also slowly regained consciousness. His condition was only worse than Qingyu, but not better than Qingyu. The wounds on his body had lost a lot of blood, but the empty spiritual energy couldn't stop the bleeding for him. Now he had lost too much blood. Not only was his body extremely weak, but even his eyes couldn't see anything. He couldn't see anything with his eyes wide open. (That was the natural reaction of excessive blood loss.)

Seeing Tang Yin wake up, Qingyu grinned secretly, but after waiting for a while, seeing Tang Yin staring but not moving, Qingyu's mind flashed, thinking secretly that it wouldn't be that Tang Yin's old injury relapsed and became like himself, without even the strength to move?

Thinking about it, he asked tentatively: "Is His Highness the Wind King awake?"

At this moment, the voice that Tang Yin least wanted to hear was Qingyu's.

He knew his own situation, but he didn't know Qingyu's situation. He knew what would happen to him if he fell into Qingyu's hands. He closed his eyes and said nothing. He watched the situation in silence to see what Qingyu would do to him.

"This time, it's really lucky. His Highness the Wind King and I fell from a cliff and survived!"

Qingyu's current psychological activities are surprisingly consistent with Tang Yin's. He also knows his own situation, but he doesn't know Tang Yin's situation. When he talks, he also talks about other things to delay time as much as possible.

"Humph!" Tang Yin didn't comment, but just snorted coldly.

"I see that this place is surrounded by mountains. It looks like a deserted place." Qingyu was telling lies with his eyes open. He couldn't even see Tang Yin clearly in front of him. How could he pay attention to the surrounding environment? He continued: "His Royal Highness Feng Wang has an old problem, and it is not easy to kill me. As the saying goes, we are weak when divided, and strong when combined. Now, why don't you and I put aside our past grudges and find a way to escape first? After we leave here, let’s have a showdown. I wonder what His Highness Feng Wang wants?”

oh? What Qing Yu said was exactly what Tang Yin wanted. He no longer had the strength to stand up, let alone fight anymore. It would be best for Qing Yu to make peace at this time.

However, Tang Yin was not stupid. He was not sure if Qingyu was testing himself by saying this. He sneered and said, "Instead of letting the tiger go back to the mountain, it is better to show off now!"

"Otherwise! Instead of wasting your energy, it's better to accumulate strength and escape!" Qingyu said sternly: "Besides, two people are always stronger than one person. Now we have to fight to the death. No matter who wins or loses, it may not matter in the end. Can be a winner.”

Hearing the sincerity of Qingyu's words, Tang Yin rolled his eyes and softened his tone. "Well! What you said is not unreasonable!"

"So, His Highness the Wind King agrees with my idea?"

"That's right!"

"His Royal Highness Feng Wang won't go back on his word, right? If he takes advantage of my unpreparedness and kills me suddenly..."

"I am true to my word, and I will do what I say!" Tang Yin vowed without redness and breathlessness.

"Okay! I'm relieved when His Highness the Wind King says this." Qingyu sighed, and the calm breath he pretended to be weakened instantly. He swallowed his saliva and said weakly: "The water in the pool is very cold. My clothes are still wet now. I wonder if His Majesty Feng Wang can pick up some dry firewood so that we can warm ourselves up by the fire."

Now Qingyu felt as if he was in an ice cellar, and it was so cold that he couldn't bear it.

Tang Yin raised his eyebrows when he heard this, and reprimanded dissatisfiedly: "Why do you let me serve you instead of you serving me? Don't forget, I am the king of a country!"

If I still have the strength, I won’t beg you! Qingyu smiled bitterly and said, "My feet are so numb now that I really can't walk a long way..."

Before he finished speaking, Tang Yin immediately added: "What a coincidence, my feet are also severely numb, and I can't walk long distances!"

Qingyu rolled his eyes and murmured: "Is it just a trivial matter that His Highness Feng Wang still has to argue with me?"

Tang Yin asked: "Do you think this king is lying to you?"

"..." Qingyu was silent.

In fact, the situation of the two of them now is that of brothers, one is worse than the other, but they have their own agendas and concerns. Neither one wants to point out his own difficulties. When it comes to talking, you blame it on me, and I blame it on you. You, do Tai Chi with each other.

Both of them fell into silence and stopped talking.

Qingyu couldn't bear it at first and fell into a drowsy sleep again. Listening to his breathing gradually becoming longer, Tang Yin knew that Qingyu had fallen asleep again, and his tense nerves finally relaxed. Then, his eyelids became heavy and he fell asleep.

The two of them were in coma for several hours this time, and when they woke up, it was already the next morning.

The bottom of the valley was wet, and the two of them were at the edge of a pond. The humidity was very heavy. When they woke up, their clothes were completely soaked in dew. Not to mention Qingyu couldn't bear it, even Tang Yin woke up from the cold.

He slowly opened his eyes. Even though it was already bright, his vision was still blurry. His eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of mist. He felt something touching him beside him. Tang Yin was shocked and turned around hurriedly. Vaguely, he recognized it for a while before he realized that it was Qingyu curled up into a ball, leaning against him like a little cat.

In terms of feelings, this guy is treating himself as a heater! Tang Yin frowned. In normal times, he could crush Qing Yu's neck with just a little stretch of his hand. Unfortunately, now he was in a state of chaos. Not to mention that he couldn't choke Qing Yu to death, he couldn't even push him away. No.

Qingyu really defeated him, this thief must not be allowed to stay! Tang Yin was not a trusting person at first, but since he met Qingyu, he began to gradually believe in fate. In his eyes, Qingyu is his natural enemy and his nemesis. If he cannot eradicate this person, he will probably have trouble sleeping and eating in the future. install.

Tang Yin tentatively grasped the handle of the knife. The scimitar, which was usually as light as a hammer, now seemed to weigh a thousand pounds. No matter how hard he tried, he just couldn't lift it. damn it! He cursed angrily in his heart and had no choice but to give up.

It had been a while since he woke up, but Qingyu showed no signs of waking up. Tang Yin felt something in his heart, and after feeling it quietly for a while, he suddenly realized that Qingyu's body was surprisingly hot. If there was a thermometer to measure it, he believed that Qingyu's body was extremely hot. Yu's current high fever is no less than 40 degrees.