Chapter four hundred and thirty-two, hate me

The cabin was the same as it had been when he had left it, except there was a lot more dust and cobwebs, and the blood that had been left in the yard and the room was covered with dust and only a little was visible.

Yang Feng carried the man to the inner room and laid him gently on the bed, which was already gray. Then he laid his coat on her gently and retreated to a corner of the house in silence.

In the latter part of the night, the room was dark and empty, and the man on the bed made a faint faint faint faint faint faint sound and then opened his eyes slowly.

If the blue soft subconscious a cool, quickly turned around the room search, and finally landed in the right-hand corner of the dark figure.

It was a long way off, but she could feel the shallow suction and the thundering of pain.

"Yang Feng? " Blue if soft indetermination called a voice.

"Hmm. "

Yang Feng has no too much strength to respond to her, can only light Um for a while, at the same time because of the body pain, in the dark he was cold sweat wet body, body in addition to the thick smell of blood is smelly sweat.

"You, how are you? " Lan ruo quickly got up from the bed, because the room is too dark, she can not see the road ahead, can only find out from the pocket mobile phone, flashlight function open.

A FLASH OF LIGHT LIT UP THE SMALL ROOM, blue if soft eyes only a lot of clear vision, she was not interested in observing the environment at this time, quickly took out her cell phone to Yang Feng side, the cell phone on the ground, above the light straight hit the ceiling.

"Yang Feng, did you get hurt? " The blue if soft holds Yang Feng's arm, the heart aches and worries of opened the mouth.

"Not in the way. " Yang Feng will head down even lower, the phone Pale light fell on his half face, will not so profound facial shadows aggravated.

He was wet with sweat, and even his hair was wet, sticking down from his head and blocking his eyes.

"How can it not get in the way? Your present situation is very wrong, you tell me, where do you hurt? " Blue Ruo is in a hurry, she rummaged through him, but she could not see any wound except the one that had been there from the beginning.

"internal injuries. Just a quick breather will do. "

Yang Feng laboriously pulled down the hand he had been looking for on his body and spoke in a tiny voice. After speaking, he almost expended all his strength and the whole person was in a slump.

"You, " blue if soft know Yang Feng in strong support, but what can she do? How can she help Yang Feng deal with internal injuries if she doesn't know where she is?

"I'm sorry, it's all my fault, if it weren't for me, " blue if soft self-reproach of low head, have to admit, if she did not run back, Yang Feng will not turn back to chase her, was hit like this.

But... ... She can't let go of Blue Mountains.

"I really all right. " Yang Feng tiredly lifts an eyebrow, although his spirit is in tight condition all the time now, but the body's heavy even if the nerve is tight also can not block.

"Excuse me, I, I, " blue if soft hands tightly grasp Yang Feng's arm, did not listen to Yang Feng's words, but face ugly shiver.

Yang Feng said nothing, not that he did not want to comfort, but now is really not so much strength.

He secretly called a voice, simply closed his eyes, quietly listening to La Lanruo soft movement.

"Yang Feng, although know a bit sorry you, but I really can not put down the chief GRANDPA, so I want to go back. " Tangled for a long time blue if soft finally said the most want to say.

She thought of the picture she had seen before Yang Feng took her away, and suddenly she was filled with a feeling like a sinking sea.

"No! " Yang Fengwu opened his eyes and grabbed her arm back, afraid she suddenly ran away.

"Yang Feng, you don't know, he is my only relative. " Blue if soft small face white, between the eyebrows of self-reproach and pain, and mixed with some anger.

Yang Feng silence, he naturally know how important the patriarch is to blue if soft, but from the rational direction analysis, again important this trip should not go back.

"Aren't you the most important person of him? " Yang Feng low to ask in reply, a language blue if soft asked a way.

Blue if soft body stiffness, pupil dilate, tightly staring at the eyes of the general sink in the night, the general light of the mobile phone men, heart different taste.

"Blue if soft, don't you see? We can escape here, it's all the blood he fought with his life. If you go back like this to give a head, can you afford him? " Yang Feng's expression is very serious, the tone is also very strong, as if an elder in the scold junior general.

This kind of him, blue if soft or the first time to see, can not help but small face white, heart fear.

She bit her lower lip, making no noise, but she had to admit that Yang Feng was right.

"listen to me, we first rest, and tomorrow morning, first go home to say, okay? " See Her some wronged low head, Yang Feng can not bear, the tone put a lot of soft.

If the blue soft lip flap trembles, a hot acid rushed to the nose wing and the corner of the eye, the small face all burned up.

Imperceptibly, if the blue soft red eyes, green fingers like grasping Yang Feng clothes, and let go, will her tangled mentality all performance in the outside.

Yang Feng adjusted her breathing, and from her movements and looks it was certain that she had given up the idea of going back.

With this, Yang Feng Taut Body just relaxed a few minutes.

He leaned against the cold wall behind him, the place he had been leaning on all night, but for so long he had not warmed it, except to the bone.

"Ruo, do you hate me? " He threw his head back, pressed his head against the wall, and looked up at the flashlight-lit wooden ceiling, which was visible to the naked eye as a jumble of cobwebs.

Blue if soft is again shocked the body, doubt looked up at him.

"I let you blue home to become like this, do you hate me? " This is the problem that Yang Feng thought all night, because from beginning to end, oneself resemble a disaster star like, provoked blue home interior disaccord, still harm blue home step by step to perish.

The blue if soft eyelash trembles, hangs down the eye blind, all emotions all conceal in a shade in.

She didn't answer.

Yang Feng Xin knew that he did not deserve to ask this question, because he had already guessed the answer in the blue if soft heart.

He sighed, closed his eyes, feeling more and more heavy consciousness, but the body's pain seems to have been stripped away to the horizon, like real or fake.

"Yang Feng, in fact I, " blue if soft thought for a long time, in the heart has an answer, looked up is ready to say, but found that the person already blue and white face, faint, shallow she can't catch.

Blue if soft has so for a while brain blank, the first reaction is, dead?