C73 (2/2)

”Let's chase after them, let your men be more vigilant, and also, do our best to avoid any casualties.” Han Yong was really afraid that Xiao Meng Han would suddenly jump out and cause accidental injuries.

Meng Yizhu nodded. Their mission this time was to listen to Han Yong's arrangements, so there was no need to ask about anything else.

Within the forest, Jing Xiaoxiao did not know that the ruckus outside was due to her and Xiao Meng Han leaving. After she woke up, she felt much more comfortable and inadvertently moved her body a bit.

In the next second, her face turned red. When did she fall asleep in Xiao MengHan's arms again?

Mo Xiaoxiao anxiously tried to get up, but a pair of large hands placed on her waist stopped her from doing so.

Xiao Meng Han was sleeping soundly, and he was sleeping unsteadily. He always felt that he was walking in a dark world, and at the far end of the world was the smiling figure of Mo Xiao Ran as she waved at him. She was so far away from him.

He tried his best to walk towards her, but the world had collapsed and her figure had disappeared into the falling debris. Xiao Meng Han anxiously tried to grab onto Mo Xiao Yan, but just as his hand touched her hand, a sharp pain came over. Xiao Meng Han suddenly opened her eyes and met with Mo Xiao Yun's worried eyes.

”Xiao Yan.” The lost feeling in the dream was still weighing heavily on Xiao MengHan's nerves. He reached out his hand to hug her tightly, and then his face rubbed against her neck. His body was still trembling.

He was afraid that the dream was a warning. He was telling Mo Xiaoxiao that if she were to stay by his side, what he would bring her would only be a nightmare.

Sensing Xiao Meng Han's fear and trepidation, Mo Xiao Yan extended a hand to comfort him. His gaze fell upon Xiao Meng Han's back, which was covered in blood and flesh. He took a deep breath.

A lot of fine sand and stone fragments were rubbed into the wound, causing his eyes to turn hot. Did he not know that he was in pain?

Next to the bonfire, Silently Dye washed a piece of cloth and soaked it in warm water to clean Xiao Menghan's wounds.

Xiao Menghan refused to use the water. He said it was for Mo Xiaoxiao to drink, and he could use the river.

Mo Xiaoxiao glared at Xiao MengHan, her heart was especially worried. Earlier, he had endured the pain of letting her sleep in his embrace, so wasn't this the same thought as well?

The moment the wet cloth touched the wound, the muscles on Xiao Meng Han's back trembled in pain. He used his strong willpower to resist the wound.

Seeing Xiao Meng Han's tense body, she lifted her other hand and placed it on his shoulder, alleviating his nervousness.

The fine sand and stone in the wound had to be removed, or else the wound would become inflamed and he would have a fever.

”Xiao Yan, go ahead. I'm not in pain.” Xiao Meng Han's hand was clenched into a fist as she tried to make her tone as gentle as possible, cold sweat pouring down her forehead.

”Endure it. I have to clean this up.” The corner of her lips trembled. He was actually a very handsome man. He was the most handsome man she had ever seen.