Plum blossoms hit three times and hit four times

Zhao Buxiu felt that he had a dream, the river in the dream was icy cold, and there were countless living dead chasing after him.They grabbed his ankles and bit them up, the pain was severe, and then they kept sinking.

He cried helplessly, tears melting into the water.He felt so painful and out of breath, he called many people's names, brother, father and the swordsman, he called Xie Chenjian's name, but no one responded.

Lin Qiyu found a deserted small village nearby to live in, Zhao Buxiu was feverish, lying on the bed and talking nonsense.Lin Qiyu asked the military doctor to see him, but the military doctor only said that he had a fever, and couldn't find anything else.

Lin Qiyu had never had such a headache before, Lord Zhao Xiaohou was the one appointed by the prince, but now he became like this.

"Commander, that swordsman looks like he's dying."

Lin Qiyu's heart skipped a beat, and he walked out quickly, the cold wind cut his face like a knife.He has a scholarly face, looking at the gentleness, he chose the military general, and the grandparents in the family are all scholars, so he said a few words about him.But in this world today, what can Congwen do, only those who are greedy for life and afraid of death will go that way.

Lin Qiyu wanted to do something, but he was taken care of by his family, the Holy Majesty gave him a job as the commander of the imperial army, it was impossible for him to kill the living dead like Zhaohou in his whole life.

He sighed in his heart, walked to the swordsman's room, and heard a scream before entering the room.Lin Qiyu was stunned for a moment, and quickly walked over to push open the door, and saw the dying swordsman suddenly stand up, with the long sword resting on the neck of the guarding soldier, his voice was hoarse, and he uttered four words, "Where is Zhao Buxiu?" ?”

Xie Chenjian didn't feel well, he felt pain all over his body, and his heart was burning like fire, and then leaving these things aside, it was more of another feeling, fear and uneasiness.

That day when he jumped into the river, the river was icy cold. He hugged Zhao Buxiu tightly. He thought he could escape and ascend to heaven, but he was still grabbed by the ankle by the living dead.

He pushed Zhao Buxi away fiercely, but he was dragged into the dense vortex.His flesh was bitten to pieces, his heart was torn apart, he was still alive but he heard the sound of the living dead chewing on him, his blood spilled, until finally he heard a cry, and then he couldn't remember anything.

He was bitten and died.But at this moment, his whole body was intact, Xie Chenjian was terrified, and the only thought in his heart was to find Zhao Buxiu.

"Put down the sword, the young master is in the next room, I'll take you there." Lin Qiyu gently pushed open the door as he said this, the cold wind rolled in, Xie Chenjian's clothes were thin but he didn't feel the slightest cold.

He put away his sword after a slight pause, and followed behind Lin Qiyu.

Zhao Buxi was still sleeping, Xie Chenjian walked in, and the heavy sword made a muffled sound as it was placed on the bed.His hands were very cold, covering Zhao Buxi's face. Zhao Buxi's face looked flushed, but there was no heat at all.Xie Chenjian was startled inwardly, some horrible thoughts vaguely came to his mind, his fingers rubbed against Zhao Buxiu's cheeks, his knuckles turned white.

Zhao Buxi let out a whimper, raised his hand and grabbed his index finger.Lin Qiyu stood behind them, seeing the interaction between the two, his complexion gradually became complicated.

"Xie Chenjian..."

Zhao Buxi whispered, Xie Chenjian heard his name, and his dim eyes lit up.His voice was softer than ever before. Sitting on the edge of the bed, he brushed away Zhao Buxiu's black hair and said softly, "I'm here."

The light that was obscured by the wind and snow seemed to be coming from the sun, Zhao Buxi gasped, his body shook violently, and he opened his eyes.

He clenched Xie Chenjian's fingers tightly, with an unprecedented strength.Xie Chenjian has been with Zhao Buxiu for so many days, knowing that he is a weak young man who can't lift his shoulders or hands, but at this moment, the strength of holding his fingers is different from before, and he feels more and more uneasy.

Thinking of this, Xie Chenjian looked back at Lin Qiyu, and said in a low voice: "He's awake, I have something to say to Zhao Buxiu alone."

Lin Qiyu was a little displeased when Xie Chenjian called Zhao Buxiu's name directly. He was about to speak when he heard Zhao Buxiu's weak voice, "Brother Lin, I want to stay alone with Xie Chenjian for a while."

Lin Qiyu is two years older than Zhao Buxiu. He grew up with Prince Zhou Xiang and Zhao Buxiu. Zhao Buxiu is the youngest among the three of them and is carefully cared for by everyone.He felt a little uncomfortable, but seeing Zhao Buxiu lying weak on the couch, he agreed.

Zhao Buxiu and Xie Chenjian were left in the room, Zhao Buxiu trembled after Lin Qiyu left.He hugged Xie Chenjian's hand, Xie Chenjian paused, his heart ached, he hugged Zhao Buxiu into his arms, and stroked his back.Zhao Buxi was terrified, his voice trembling, "I remember I was bitten..."

His mouth was covered by Xie Chenjian, who pressed against his ear and whispered, "Don't say that."

Zhao Buxiu's heart tightened, and he wrinkled fiercely, trembling in Xie Chenjian's arms.Xie Chenjian hugged him forcefully, and Zhao Buxiu wrapped his arms around his waist, "We... what should I do?"

It was obviously bitten, but it was unscathed.He didn't feel lucky, but shuddered.

He stuck to Xie Chenjian's chest, his body was so cold that he was dying, he tried to feel the breath of the living person, but the blood seemed to be frozen in the blood vessels, without any warmth.He took a deep breath, put his hands on Xie Chenjian's heart, and the heart under his palm was silent.

Zhao Buxi's lips trembled. He and Xie Chenjian looked at each other, and saw each other's flustered appearance in each other's eyes.

"We're infected, right?" Zhao Buxi's voice mixed with crying was extremely weak, like a lone bird about to die.He curled up in Xie Chenjian's arms, cowering in his heart, he kept crying, and couldn't find other emotions except fear.

The young swordsman didn't know what to do. In his limited life, he had experienced life and death, family destruction, and hatred, but he had never been forced to accept his second dead life like this moment, or become another A person's pillar.

Just because this is a secret that can't be said, and it can't be humane, all the trembling can only be suppressed by myself.He still doesn't know if he can endure it, but he is already going to become Zhao Buxi's shield, protecting him and guarding him, absorbing all his tears.