I Was Once a Legend

Cui Zuojing dragged Dong Zheng ashore step by step.

The boy's hair and clothes were dripping with water, and his dark hair was sticking to his temples.

After releasing his hand, Dong Zheng fell back on the beach motionlessly. Cui Zuojing used a Tang knife to pick up the line sewn on the bow of the "sewn bear". The soaked bear finally got free and dizzy. Sitting down on the ground.

"Can you come?" Cui Zuojing pointed to Dong Zheng, who was drowning.

The bear in his heart tilted his head, blinking black beans like small eyes, indicating powerlessness.

"Then let me come." Cui Zuojing muttered to himself, he pulled open the collar of Dong Zheng's jacket, pinched Dong Zheng's chin, put his finger into his mouth and pulled the tongue out, then pulled Dong Zheng up Start, so that his shoulders can just touch his abdomen.

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Cui Zuojing took a deep breath, held Dong Zheng's legs against him on his shoulders, and got up hard.

The teenager staggered for two steps and finally stabilized his figure.

Good weight.

Under the watchful eyes of the bear, Cui Zuojing trot fast with Dong Zheng, and with his pace, Dong Zheng's body was twisted on his shoulder, his abdomen just pressed against his shoulder, and the water inside was squeezed out.

Dong Zheng's tongue sticks out, and there is water flowing in his mouth.Cui Zuojing turned his head and almost didn't laugh on the spot.

After running for two laps, Cui Zuojing felt almost the same. He put Dong Zheng back on his back and lay down. He tried the man's breathing, and he still barely felt it.

Drowning and exhaustion of physical strength are indeed difficult.

Cui Zuojing knelt beside him, raised Dong Zheng's head to ensure that the trachea was smooth, pinched his mouth, and bent down.

Dong Zheng's lips were very cool, and his nose rubbed Cui Zuojing's side face. As the teenager blown up again and again, he seemed to be rubbing the small piece of skin repeatedly.

After a few seconds, Cui Zuojing raised his head and began to press Dong Zheng's chest vigorously. After half a minute, he leaned over again.

After five minutes, the man with his eyes closed coughed violently, a large stream of water sprayed from his nasal cavity, then his brow furrowed and he began to cough violently.

Cui Zuojing was sprayed on his face, he didn't care to wipe it off, he quickly helped Dong Zheng to lean his upper body against his arms, so as to avoid choking him with the water discharged.

After waiting for a while, Dong Zheng finally opened his eyes slowly.

As soon as he looked up, he saw the teenager's profile and froze.

Cui Zuojing sighed wholeheartedly and finally let Dong Zheng down. He picked up a piece of dry branch and poked the man's face with it, saying, "Look at you, I will go back for a little while, just If this is the case, what would you do without me?"

Without waiting for Dong Zheng to speak, he threw the branch and said, "I don't blame you either. The developers of the brain domain generally have limited physical fitness. If Fu Zheyou had just said that, I wouldn't be angry now. But with the permission of the body It’s stronger within the scope, can it always be done?”

Dong Zheng opened his mouth, and his voice was hoarse after the water choked. He even felt terrible: "I know, I will increase my training intensity when I go back."

Cui Zuojing was satisfied.

Dong Zheng slowed down for a few minutes, feeling a lot better. He sat up on the ground with his brow furrowed and asked, "How did you save me just now?"

"Artificial resuscitation cardiopulmonary resuscitation." Cui Zuojing took it for granted, "Why? Do you mind?"

"No." Dong Zheng denied that he turned his head and looked at the huge sunset floating on the sea level in the distance, pursing his lower lip where Cui Zuojing could not see.

The once luxuriously luxurious Gabriel II was almost completely sunk, leaving only a fiery red that was burning. The sea over there was surging waves. Rao was separated by thousands of kilometers, and the giant squid was still waving from afar. tentacle.

Some people's bodies were washed ashore.

[Main task: live/kill the demons]

At the same moment, the task interface of the box finally appeared to everyone again.

"Magic?" Dong Zheng repeated in a low voice. He told the task to Cui Zuojing. The teenager asked, "Is the box I found before still there?"

Dong Zheng: "I brought too much stuff, so Alan took it."

The two were soaked, and the sunlight at dusk sprinkled on the sea, the beach, and the dense virgin forest behind them, coating everything with golden light.

They took off their clothes and wrung them and put them on again, saving them from catching a cold and increasing unnecessary losses.

After doing all this, Cui Zuojing and Dong Zheng set off along the shore to look for other people's tracks.

Wangque struggled to get up.

Lin Hangzhi has eased a little bit, but Dong Linhai is still in a coma, his wounds have been bleeding, and the beach under him has been stained red.

It was at high tide that the seawater gradually flooded Dong Linhai's ankle.

Wangque and Lin Hangzhi dragged Dong Linhai to the place where the land was completely dry.Wangque's hair was wet and dripping, she sat on her knees, hugged her knees with both hands, and curled herself into a ball.

She is cold.

Lin Hangzhi was naked and took out a waterproof bag from his trouser pocket to Wangque, which contained two flintstones: "I'll find some firewood."

Five or six minutes later, Lin Hangzhi returned with a handful of branches, he used dead leaves to lay underneath, and the two of them lighted the campfire together.

Not a big flame jumped, exuding light and heat, Wangque stretched out his hands to warm his palms, and then pressed it against Dong Linhai's chest, trying to keep the temperature of the bloodless youngsters from abnormal.

After inspecting Dong Linhai’s wounds, Lin Hangzhi loosened the clothes on his loose arms to prevent over-squeezing of the extremity necrosis: "The bear with the heart is in Dong Zheng, Victor follows Alan, we must hurry to find them It will do."

After thinking about it, Wangque picked up some dead leaves, wet them with sea water, and covered it on the campfire.

The thin smoke quickly came out and drifted diagonally towards the sky.

"Let others come to us," Wangque said softly.

Allen was the smoothest one to go ashore in the lineup. He sulked his head all the way. He did not meet the shark or the little squid and landed quickly.

After going ashore, he still had a lot of energy. After dealing with his wet dad, Allen looked up and saw a white sway in the sky.

He ran a few steps in the direction and reached out, catching Victor who fell straight.

"How does it feel to fly in the sky?"

"Very good." Victor was tired enough to choke, he was still not able to control the strength of the body's servant, but now it seems that it is much better than when he was unsealed.

At least he was conscious.

Allen held Victor and made sure that the box Dong Zheng had given him was still on his body, and went looking for other people's tracks.

Wangque didn't know when she fell asleep.

The voice of the low-pitched conversation around her was faint and unclear. She could not hear the content, and she had to let herself fall in the tired ocean.

"Look, she painted so well. She will definitely be admitted to Yangmei in the future."

"I haven't seen a talented student like you in a long time."

"Wanque, you are looking at it beautifully. Did you think about this light and shadow?"

"..."

The crowd was bustling, noisy, all turned away from her, looking at the paintings on the wall.She was holding a paintbrush and a small bucket. Behind all of them, listening to the endless praise, she fell into a dazed panic.

The girl with the rabbit hood came to her, held her arms intimately, and seemed to be laughing:

"Wainch, how did the perspective of your painting work, teach me."

Wangque turned to look at her, and the rabbit hood smiled at her, her eyes red as if to bleed.

The bucket in his hand started to shake gently, and a drop of water popped out on the back of Wangque's hand.She looked down in surprise. The translucent bug was slowly crawling out of the bucket. The bug was the size of a finger, similar to the feel of a mollusk. In the breathing hole on its back, several fine tentacles were bundled. Waving gently.

She screamed in shock and threw the bucket away.

The insects and the water spilled together.

Everyone turned to see her, countless eyes, blamed, disappointed, puzzled.

Wangque was helpless, she clutched the paintbrush tightly, as if only it could give her strength.

"--go to hell!"

The winch froze sharply and woke up.

"There should be a lot to do with religious legends--" Cui Zuojing said that half of her words were interrupted by her movements and watched with Dong Zheng.

"Woke up?"

I don't know when it was dark. She was lying on the ground, covered with Cui Zuojing's coat. The boys were sitting around the campfire. All of them took off their upper body and baked their clothes.

Everyone is there.

Lin Hangzhi reached out and touched her forehead and said, "Fortunately, I have no fever."

"……What's wrong with me?"

"Overworked, soaking in the sea water, blowing cold wind, and fainted." Lin Hang said, "Fortunately, Allen arrived in time with his uncle, it was no big deal."

Dong Linhai's injured arm is still intact, and the bear with the heart is lying on the leg of the teenager to dry his body. He is devoting himself to baking the hare in his hand.

He heard Wangque waking up, he turned around immediately, his eyes lit up, and said with a smile: "It's hard work, I can bake it later and eat something to add strength."

"Is it cold?" Dong Zheng asked her.

Wangque nodded, and her clothes were still wet-Lin Hangzhi said when she was in a coma, it was better to change the wet clothes, because all the men were sitting, no one could help her.

"Wear me first." Dong Zheng's coat was almost ready. He gave Wang Que his clothes. Everyone immediately turned around and continued the conversation, just leaving room for her to change clothes.

Wangque took Dong Zheng's clothes, and couldn't help being moved.

She sucked her nose and took off her soaked top as fast as possible, putting it on Dong Zheng's.

The underwear is also wet, she can only squeeze all the water out of the sponge pad, barely so uncomfortable.

Wangque sat down and roasted the fire with everyone. Allen took the wet clothes that Wangque changed and put it on a shelf tied with wooden sticks to roast.

The men were comfortable with their shirtless, and inevitably compared with each other. Dong Linhai, who has been practicing sports, is naturally very good, and Allen who has abdominal muscles is hot.

Allen rolled his trouser legs to his knees, revealing two hairy legs. Dong Linhai groaned while touching his leg hair: "You are a primeval forest!"

Allen: "White people have more hair, what can I do?"

Cui Zuojing went to pinch the soft and slumped swimming ring on Lin Hang's stomach. Doctor Lin was irresistible and struggled: "I'm much better now, are you coming out of the abdominal muscles... come to the white world I used to have two layers of swimming circles."

"Come on, brother." Cui Zuojing took a backhand shot on Dong Zheng's stomach. Although Dong Zheng was not as obvious as when he was near the sea, he had some prototypes of abdominal muscles.

The young man smiled and said: "I am not asking for you and I want to be the captain as soon as possible."

Dong Zheng was silent.

...

Finally, he couldn't help but to move Cui Zuojing to take the opportunity to touch his itchy hands away.