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Liu Junxi looked at him with a purple face, a messy face, and a terrible hand placed on the ground, feeling a little unbearable.

He squatted down and looked into his breath, and immediately had an idea when he looked at the cave ahead.

Put Ye Yifan into the cave and lay down. He ran to the snow again, dragging Zhou Zimo into the snow like a dead dog.

"Send Buddha to the West, good people do it to the end. Although I don't quite understand the meaning of this sentence, I know that I still can't let you die."

If Zhou Zimo dies, the Jiangcheng will not be in chaos. Maybe Guan Huantian's team will come in immediately. He still understands this truth.

Liu Junxi took off his cotton coat, covered Ye Yifan, and threw his cloak back: "This is my woman, it has nothing to do with you from now on."

After rubbing the goosebumps on his body, he ran out quickly and had to find something to make a fire, otherwise the two of them would have to freeze to death here.

Just after he left, Ye Yifan's fingers moved, and the entire cave was quiet...

It seemed so quiet that even a piece of dust fell on the ground could be heard.

Staying in the dim tomb for a long time, the bright light made her feel a little dazzling.

"Zhou Zimo..." She made a weak voice, turned her head and saw Zhou Zimo sleeping on the ground, climbing to him with difficulty and shaking his body.

"What’s wrong with you?"

Seeing his body covered in blood and his palms were covered in blood, Ye Yifan understood that she was not dreaming, but Zhou Zimo pushed away the stone and rescued her.

"Zhou Zimo, wake up."

Zhou Zimo's pale lips were covered with blood, and he lay motionless on the ground. Ye Yifan's heart stinged. His eyes were slightly moist, and he shook his body helplessly.

"Don't die."

For some reason, she suddenly felt panicked at this moment, afraid that he would die.

Ye Yifan's body was hot, his head was dizzy, he slowly put it on the ground, stood up tremblingly, walked outside stumbled, grabbed a layer of clean snow, and took it into a snowball.

A chilling feeling came to his chapped lips, and cold water penetrated into his mouth. Zhou Zimo frowned slightly, still not awake.

His body was completely frozen, his skin was as cold as ice, and there was no trace of blood on his face.

Seeing that he still had no reaction, Ye Yifan's face was filled with guilt and sadness.

She just sat beside him, crying silently, because the high fever had not subsided, her cheeks and eyes were red, and she looked particularly pitiful.

She broke the snowball in half and put it in her mouth. She lowered her hot lips and pressed it on him, giving him the melted snow water in her mouth.

Seeing his Adam's apple rolling and swallowing, Ye Yifan breathed a sigh of relief and fed him several times in this way.

Just as she was about to leave, he suddenly stretched out his big hand, inserted his finger into her thick black, grabbed the back of her head, and stuck her body into his arms: "Don't leave."

The two words of body were embedded tightly, and Ye Yifan felt a little uncomfortable when he was hugged, so he moved his body.

"Leng..." He hugged her tightly and did not let go, as if he had grabbed a life-saving straw: "Don't leave."

Ye Yifan knew that he was burning and his body temperature was very high, so he decisively pulled away the cloak on his body and drilled in, hugging his waist tightly.
Chapter completed!