Farmer's counterattack is busy with farming

Chapter 300 Crazy girl and bitch
Ning Xianxian was blocked by him and couldn't speak.

Forget it.

Just rely on yourself.

She turned her head to look left and right, and there were some dry branches scattered on the ground not far away.

She sat up with her hands supporting her body, rolled up her skirt, took off her shoes, and rolled up her trouser legs. When she saw the injury on her calf, she suddenly gasped.

The entire calf was bloody, and an extremely deep gash, stretching from the ankle to the knee, appeared to have been scratched by a raised stone on the slope.

The terrible thing is, apart from this wound, when the calf fell, it was also broken.

Fortunately, there was snow and dry grass on the ground to cushion it, otherwise it would not be as simple as a broken bone.

Ning Xianxian turned her head and glared at the man fiercely.

The man also caught a glimpse of the wound on her leg at this moment.

A deep and long wound where the bone can almost be seen.The contrast between her slender and long snow-white calves was shocking.

The man's eyes narrowed slightly.

This girl has been looking energetic and fierce.I didn't expect it to be so badly injured.

If it were an ordinary woman, she would have passed out screaming in fright.

But she just turned pale and didn't even hum.

"What are you looking at?" Ning Xianxian stared at him, "If it weren't for you, a piece of wood, I would have been injured like this?"

The man raised his eyebrows: "Is this also my fault?"

"You are so big, you treat me like a butt, and you are unscathed, how dare you say that?" The more Ning Xianxian thought about it, the angrier he became.

"Unscathed?" The man put his face in front of her, "You really have a clear conscience when you say that?"

Ning Xianxian subconsciously avoided her eyes.

"Hehe, my face is so hurt that you don't dare to look directly at me. How dare you say I'm unscathed?" The man sneered, "I'm hurt on my face and legs. Let you choose. Which one do you choose?"

Ning Xianxian fell silent.

The man said again: "I know your answer. But if it were me, I would still choose my face. After all, people don't need to use their faces to walk and escape, do they?"

Ning Xianxian couldn't help looking at him: "What do you mean?"

"When the bear comes out, you'll understand what I mean."

"..." Ning Xianxian glared at him, lowered his head, and reached for the branch on the other side.

However, her leg was so badly hurt that she felt pain in her heart if she didn't move, and if she dragged it again, she would faint in minutes.

The man glanced at her: "Why don't you ask for help?"

"Are you still a man?" Ning Xianxian snorted.

"It's such a pity, I'm just a person who can't eat hard."

The man crossed his arms, turned and walked out, "I think the snow is getting bigger and bigger, it would be bad if it gets buried in the hole. If you like this place, stay here, I'm leaving."

He said go, and he really left.

Ning Xianxian exclaimed angrily: "You shameless villain! At any rate, I did this for you. If you leave your savior and escape by yourself, you won't be afraid of a thunderstorm!"

No one answered.

Ning Xianxian's heart turned cold.

What a cold-blooded and heartless person.

It's fine if it's normal, she can't move at all right now, if the bear wakes up, she is a ready-made feast.

Soul pale!

If I was eaten by a bear, I would haunt you all my life as a ghost!
While cursing, Ning Xianxian lay down on the ground to pick up branches.

Touching the injury on her leg, her eyes turned black, and tears burst out uncontrollably.

It wasn't that she wanted to cry, but that the pain was so extreme that she couldn't control her tears at all.

When she finally climbed to the branch and stretched out her hand, a pair of boots appeared in front of her eyes.

She froze for a moment, raised her head, and faced the scarred face.

"Why are you crying again?" The man didn't expect to see her face full of tears when he came back, and he couldn't help but feel a little headache.

"You crazy..."

Ning Xianxian cursed halfway with all her strength, but couldn't bear it anymore and passed out.

When she woke up again, what appeared in front of her was a dark sky.

it's getting dark.

There is fire around.

Ning Xianxian turned her head, and saw the man sitting beside a fire made of stones.

His eyelashes are long, drooping slightly, and his expression is peaceful.

The fire light shone on his scarred face, and he was not as scary as before.

Ning Xianxian withdrew his gaze and looked at his lap.

The wound on her leg had already been treated, the bandage was very careful, and the calf bone was tied with a wooden stick.

Handled very professionally.

Hearing movement from the side, the man turned his head and saw her staring at his legs in a daze, and said, "Are you awake? Don't worry, your legs will be fine."

"Oh..." Ning Xianxian wanted to sit up.

The man said indifferently: "For three days, you'd better lie down and don't move. Otherwise, it would be a pity for the good little girl to suffer some disability."

Ning Xianxian looked at the black sky that was still covered with snow, and felt like crying.

Lying in this wilderness for three days, still not being eaten by wild animals?

After a while, she asked, "Can you find a way to go back?"

"I've seen it before, and if I want to go back, I have to go back the same way, but the cliff is too steep, and there is snow everywhere, even if I am alone, it will be difficult." He glanced at Ning Xianxian and said lightly, "What's more Now you are such a burden."

Ning Xianxian was speechless.

Although she doesn't want to admit it, her current situation is indeed a burden.

"Are we going to sleep here tonight?"

"This is on the mountain. There might be heavy snow at night. Do you want to freeze to death?" The man stood up and threw a burnt-yellow steamed bun to her, "Eat it. I'll come as soon as I go."

Ning Xianxian took the steamed bun and looked at him: "Hey, you won't leave me here alone, will you?"

The man turned his head, looked at her pitiful appearance, and said lightly, "No."

Ning Xianxian felt relieved, and asked again: "By the way, what's your name?"

The man paused and said, "When I asked your name earlier, you seemed to refuse to answer."

"If you don't say it, don't say it." Ning Xianxian muttered.

She knew in her heart that no one would disclose her information, which was a manifestation of their mutual distrust.

The man saw the expression on her face, and the corners of his mouth raised unconsciously: "You wait here, I won't leave you alone, crazy girl."

"Miss Feng? Although my surname is not Feng, you can do whatever you want." A smirk flashed across Ning Xianxian's eyes, "Thank you for the bandage, brother!"

The man glanced at her: "My last name is Jian, but it's up to you."

He turned away.

Looking at his back, he is slender and straight, with a bee waist and a monkey back, he looks extremely young.And his voice sounded like that of a boy of seventeen or eighteen years old.

Just don't know what he looks like.

It's just that she didn't see the boy's appearance clearly before, so she pulled him and rolled down together.

Ning Xianxian looked away, only to realize that there was dry grass under him, and a tree above him, blocking most of the falling snow.

She couldn't help feeling warm.

Although the boy's attitude and tone were extremely indifferent, he was still very careful and gentle.

(End of this chapter)