Volume 10 Chapter 213

Chapter 213

"That's it! Read the full text!" Tang Yin muttered.

No wonder Qingyu was willing to negotiate with himself. It turned out that his condition was not much better than his own. He actually had such a severe high fever. It could be seen from the fact that he asked himself to help him collect firewood for the fire. He was actually ill. I can't move anymore.

"What...Is that so..." Qingyu, who was sleeping next to Tang Yin, woke up at some point and asked in a low voice with a hoarse and weak voice.

woke up? Tang Yin curled his lips and said with a smile: "I mean you are very ill and may be about to die."

Qingyu raised the corner of his mouth slightly and said intermittently: "Your Highness is not much better than me..."

"Oh? Why do you say that?"

"Since Your Highness knows that I am seriously ill, if Your Highness can still move, how can you spare my life?" The high fever has made Qingyu unconscious, but he can still judge Tang Yin's condition through Tang Yin's actions. "You and I are just laughing at the same time."

"Perhaps, I am keeping my promise. Since I promised not to kill you, I will..."

"In this case, it's okay to lie to ghosts. If you want to lie to me, does His Highness Feng Wang overestimate himself or underestimate me?"

"..." Tang Yin was silent. With Qingyu's intelligence, it would be really difficult to deceive him. After a long while, Tang Yin simply told the truth and said: "The wound on my body burst and I lost too much blood. I can't move even if I want to..."

Qingyu was startled, and slowly raised his head to look at Tang Yin beside him. Sure enough, there was a huge pool of blood that had solidified under his body.

I can't imagine how he survived until now. Feeling the strange movement of the people around him, Tang Yin continued: "But don't worry, the bleeding has stopped now. As long as I can rest for a few days, I can return to normal."

"This is exactly what I'm most worried about." Qingyu's face changed slightly and he sighed softly.

"You are very honest." Tang Yin said.

"If I say I wish His Highness Feng Wang a speedy recovery, will His Highness believe it?" Qingyu asked in return.

"Haha..." Tang Yin was amused, then changed the subject and asked, "What about you? How is your condition?"

Qingyu breathed heavily. The breath he exhaled hit Tang Yin's face, making the latter feel burning.

He coughed several times and said with a weak breath: "I have been sick since I was a child, and my health has always been very poor. I can't stand the cold. Ahem, I fell into the cold pool this time. I think... I'm afraid I won't die soon. Ahem..."

Tang Yin wished he could kill Qingyu with a knife, but now that he heard what he said, he felt a trace of pity in his heart. Qingyu said that he was in poor health, and he believed this 100%. A big man was as skinny as a stick, and his body was so weak that he was not even as good as an ordinary woman. He couldn't understand how his family could treat him with the medical skills of this era. He supported such a big family, and how did he drag his sick body to learn the ability to lead troops to fight.

Seeing the contemplative look on his face, Qingyu's pale lips opened slightly, and he said quietly: "My Qing family is a single generation of five generations, hereditary wealth. Although Qingyu is weak, he will never let the family down, even if he pays more than ordinary people. We have to work a hundred times harder to revitalize the family and prevent the Qing family from falling into decline in Qingyu's hands..."

Ambitious! Tang Yin nodded secretly, it was just a pity that Qingyu was from Mo and not born in Feng Country. He said sternly: "Qingyu, since I led the army to fight, although I have often suffered defeats, I have never suffered consecutive defeats at the hands of one person. I was beaten to the point where I could not stand up. You defeated me very hard, so, If you are my enemy, I will never let you go, but if you become my brother, that will be a different matter."

Qingyu was so smart. He understood what Tang Yin meant when he heard this. He smiled slightly and asked, "Does His Highness Feng Wang want to win me over to Feng Country?"

"Good birds choose trees to roost. You are a smart man. I don't need to say any more unnecessary nonsense. I only want to make one point clear. If you come to my country, Feng, your official position and title will never be lower than when you were in Mo country."

Tang Yin spoke sincerely, and Qingyu also believed that he spoke from the bottom of his heart. However, in his mind, the idea that 'a good woman will not marry another husband, and a loyal minister will not serve two masters' has long been ingrained in him, which made him switch to Feng Country. , it would be better to kill him directly.

"I heard that Feng Guowen has Shangguan Yuanji and Wu has Qiu Zhen. The two prime ministers can be called His Highness's right-hand men." Qingyu said suddenly.

Not understanding why he mentioned this, Tang Yin responded: "That's right."

"If one day, Prime Minister Shangguan and Prime Minister Qiu fall into the hands of Mo State, at a time of life and death, will they be willing to defect to Mo State?"

"Absolutely not." Tang Yin replied without thinking.

"On the contrary, the same is true for Qingyu." Qingyu said.

Tang Yin was startled for a moment, then smiled. Instead of feeling unhappy or resentful at being rejected by Qingyu, he actually admired and liked him even more. "Well done. Although Qingyu is weak, he can be called a hero."

Qingyu smiled weakly, but still replied politely: "Thank you, His Highness Feng Wang, for the compliment."

Tang Yin was confident that he could recover faster than Qing Yu, and Qing Yu also believed that his subordinates could reach the bottom before Tang Yin recovered. Both of them had their own hopes, and now they could calm down and talk.

There are no Jiazi in the mountains, so time flies. Tang Yin and Qing Yu lie down at the bottom of the valley for two days and two nights. During these two days, both of them have not eaten. Tang Yin can still bear it, but Qing Yu has become more and more difficult to support. At the end of the day, I am far more sleepy than awake.

Tang Yin could feel that if this continued, Qingyu would not live long. If Qingyu died like this, it would not be a bad thing for Tang Yin, but his competitive character made him unwilling. He wanted to get rid of Qingyu, but that was to kill him on the battlefield, not to let him die of illness. If Qingyu died of illness, it would be like making Tang Yin a defeated general under Qingyu for the rest of his life, and he would never be able to turn over in his life. He also believed that he would definitely regret it for the rest of his life.

On the third day, there was no sign of Feng Jun and Mo Jun entering the valley to rescue, and Tang Yin had recovered a little at this time. Although he had lost a lot of blood and his body was covered with wounds, at least his eyes could see things blurry and his hands and feet could move slightly.

At this time, he carefully observed the environment of the valley.

He could not judge how big the valley was for the time being, but he felt that it occupied a large area. In addition to the pool of water in front of him, there were many flowers, plants and trees in the valley, including plants and trees that Tang Yin often saw, and some that he had never seen or heard of before.

He didn't have the strength to stand up, but he could climb. Tang Yin had been crawling from the shore of the deep pool to the depths of the valley. In his current state, he was very afraid of encountering ferocious beasts, but in his subconscious, he hoped to encounter them, because in this way he could still fight, use the dark fire to absorb, replenish some spiritual energy, and recover from injuries faster. Unfortunately, the situation in the valley was as quiet as it sounded. In addition to the strange flowers and plants, he didn't even see a rabbit.

Tang Yin took great efforts and sweated all over. Finally, he climbed under a fruit tree. He gathered the scattered branches that fell on the ground together, tore off a few strips from his clothes, tied them into bundles, and wanted to drag the firewood and climb back the same way.

But when he looked up, he saw that the tree was full of pink peaches. With a gurgle, Tang Yin's stomach made a strange sound.

He swallowed his saliva and squinted his eyes to look at the peaches on the tree. At such a close distance, he could grab them as long as he stood up and raised his hand, but he didn't have the strength to stand up.

After thinking for a while, Tang Yin picked up a piece of dry wood, broke it into several pieces, and then aimed at a big red peach, shook his hand and threw the branch out.

He was a martial artist, so he was good at throwing knives. Although the branch was not as sharp as a knife, Tang Yin's hand strength was not to be underestimated.

However, the branch he threw out at this time did not even stick to the edge of the peach. It fell to the ground powerlessly after flying a short distance in the air. Tang Yin took a deep breath and threw the remaining branches out continuously. It was similar to the situation just now. He was not strong enough to hit the peach that was so close.

Tang Yin never believed that a living person could be suffocated to death by a niào, but now he had to admit that this situation was not impossible. Now he was hungry and thirsty, but he just couldn't get the peach that was within reach. This sense of frustration and powerlessness almost drove Tang Yin crazy.

He broke off a few more branches, lay on the ground, calmed down, and threw out a branch. He repeated this process for more than ten times, and finally a branch hit the ripe peach, which shook a few times and fell straight down.

Tang Yin was overjoyed, and he crawled over frantically, picked up the peach, and only scratched the velvet on it slightly, and then ate it in big mouthfuls. A peach bigger than a fist, he ate it clean in three or two bites, leaving only the peach husk. As for the specific taste of the peach, whether it was sour or sweet, he had no feeling.

After eating a peach, Tang Yin felt much more energetic, and then he did the same thing. It took nearly half an hour to knock down four more peaches, scoop them up with his clothes, drag the bundles of dry firewood he had just tied up, turned around, and crawled to the shore.

When he came back, Qingyu had woken up, lying flat on the ground, his big eyes staring at the sky blankly, his face was so pale that it was almost transparent, and Tang Yin could even clearly see the blue blood vessels under his skin.

"I'm glad you didn't fall asleep!" Tang Yin said sarcastically while crawling back. In fact, he was glad that Qingyu woke up again.

Qingyu's body suddenly shook. When he saw Tang Yin trying to crawl back, his face showed a look of surprise and joy, and his eyes were covered with mist. He murmured, "You... I... I thought His Highness had left..."

"Left? I thought so too. Where might he have gone?" Tang Yin rolled his eyes and replied casually, not paying much attention to Qingyu's abnormal appearance.

When Qingyu woke up, he found that there was no one around him. Tang Yin seemed to have disappeared out of thin air. At that moment, he was swallowed up by an indescribable and extremely strong fear. He didn't want to stay alone in this dead valley, especially when his condition was serious. He would rather die all of a sudden than wait for death alone.