Chapter 1048 - The Story of Ling and Heng (311) (1/2)

Feng Ling frowned and said solemnly. “I said, get on my back!”

“No. Let me hug it and I can recover a lot of strength,” the man whispered hoarsely behind her, and then, when Feng Ling was about to lose her temper, he took a step back in time and let her go.

Feng Ling turned her head abruptly and looked at him with wondering eyes. “Do you have any idea what kind of a situation we are in?! How can you still…”

“No matter what, I am a man. I won’t let you carry me. Unless I am dead, I will always protect you,” the man said and walked past her with a pale face. Even if he almost fainted due to excessive blood loss, he was still walking.

Feng Ling looked at the black clothes on the man, on which hardly any blood stains could be seen, but the smell of blood spreading in the air still made her frown.

She walked up quickly to help him. “Let me help you walk, okay?”

The man’s face remained deadpan and he just glanced at her. Worrying about him, she reached out and carefully took his arm. “There are usually some beast shelters in the depths of the jungles, such as hidden small caves or tree holes under bushes. If we hide in them, they won’t be able to find us.”

Then she began to search around and finally found a tree hole that could accommodate two people under an old tree. The place was so hidden that it was impossible for those people to find them. She hurriedly helped him to sit down.

When Li Nanheng sat down, he frowned slightly because of the wound on his back, but soon he turned to look at the tall bushes outside. “There is blood on the path we walked. They can easily find us with two hounds.”

“Don’t worry. I will deal with it. Just a moment.”

As Feng Ling said, she got out of the small tree hole and got into the tall bushes outside.

Although this jungle was very large and looked dark and mysterious, in fact, it was the closest jungle to the city. The animals here had already run away due to excessive human disturbance. Now there were only snakes and some harmless small animals left.

She went to pick some smelly grass in the jungle, crushed it into mud, and smeared it on the path they had walked to conceal their smells.

More than ten minutes later, Feng Ling quickly finished this job. The smelly grass had a strong flavor. Even if they took hounds here, the hounds would be misled by the smelly grass, because the smelly grass had the smell of blood, which would be easily mistaken with the smell of human blood.

This was something only Feng Ling, who grew up in the jungle, would know. Other people, unless they were professional jungle explorers, would not be aware of such things.

When she got back into the tree hole, she saw Li Nanheng sitting there, eyes closed, motionless.