Lu Mingcang was completely frightened by Ji Wennuan like that.

Before he could think too much, he rushed to Ji Wennuan while he was still stunned, and knelt down. Following Qin Yichen's words, he widened his eyes when he held Ji Wennuan's hand.

How could it be so cold? It would be fine if there was no temperature, it was like a layer of frost, all of which were frozen.

Lu Mingcang reached out to put his hand on her pulse and tied a knot between her eyebrows.

"How about it?"

Lu Mingcang pursed his lips, looked solemn, but said in his mouth: "Nothing will happen."

He seemed to be saying to Qin Yichen, and he seemed to be comforting himself.

After the words came, he held Ji Wennuan's hand and kept rubbing the palm of her hand and back, venting.

The pulse is disordered, rushing around, but extremely weak.

Lu Mingcang had never encountered such a situation before, and his heart was even more hungry, but Qin Yichen was already like this, and he didn't dare to say anything to stimulate him.

Solo looked at Ji Wennuan's lifeless look. If her eyelashes weren't trembling from time to time, he would have felt that she was out of breath.

He was also a little scared.

Ji Wennuan is about to die, and the saint lady and the clan leader will inevitably be even more in harmony with the same water and fire, and there is never a possibility.

Thinking of the violent temper of his family leader, Solo no longer cared about Qin Yi, Chen Lu Mingcang's conspiracy with them to take off their blindfolds, and ordered the person to raise the fire as quickly as possible.

As the fire became more and Qin Yichen immediately rushed towards the fire with Ji Wennuan in his arms.

He was not afraid of heat, and he was closest to the distance not burned.

Against the backdrop of the flames, Ji Wennuan's face turned paler, with a stiff body like a stone, soft.

Lu Mingcang looked around and rushed to the carts containing luggage.

The box had been removed, but because of Soro's urging, they went to raise the fire again.

Lu Mingcang opened the box, took out all the coat, quilt and blankets that Ji Wennuan brought, and rushed towards Qin Yichen with his arms.

"Wrap up the lady."

Ji Wennuan was still feeling uncomfortable, leaning against Qin Yichen, constantly enduring the expression on her face, struggling and painful.

"It's so hot, I'm so hot, let it go, let it go."

Her weak voice came to Qin Yichen's ears intermittently.

Qin Yichen looked at Lu Mingcang who was about to wrap her overcoat and stopped him, "She said she was hot."

While Qin Yichen was talking, he stood up with Ji Wennuan in his arms and distanced himself from the fire.

After just now, his body was hot and his cold face was burned red.

He put Ji Wennuan on the ground. As soon as Ji Wennuan landed, he turned over, lay on the ground and curled up, pulling the collar of his clothes.

Lu Mingcang looked at the cloak in his hand and froze in place.

"Fourth Master."

Ji Wennuan's extremely weak voice came to Lu Mingcang's ears with the wind, which made him recover.

Ji Wennuan continued: "I, you, didn't you take off the blindfold? I, I look a little, a little ugly now, you, you don't allow me... Look, I, I don't want you to see."

It's so hot, it's really hot, and it seems like there's a blazing fire in your body with gasoline sprayed.

Because she was too painful, she spoke intermittently.

After saying that, she finally couldn't help but scream softly, and the muffled sound melted into the wind in the darkness.

Qin Yichen stood two steps away from Ji Wennuan and looked at her.

Ji Wennuan's hair was already messy, her beautiful face was ferocious because of pain, and her dry and skinny lips kept oozing out.

She lay on the ground, Qin Yichen could imagine that the eyes under the mask would inevitably be sad and painful, completely losing their former glory.

Qin Yichen clenched his hand into a fist and placed it on his lips, not causing him to choke.

He coughed twice and cleared his throat, "I didn't take off my eye mask, Solo won't let it go."

Everyone present looked at Qin Yichen with scarlet and wet eyes, and no one exposes his lie at this time.

His lips were also trembling, and then pretended that his eyes were blindfolded, and said anxiously: "Ji Wennuan, answer me, what's wrong with you? Aren't you afraid of the cold? Why are you afraid of the heat? You...you asked me to touch you, are you not adapting to the climate here? We will not go to the Wu tribe. Let's go back, go back, go outside, I will gather the most advanced scientific team and use the most advanced equipment and instruments. I will let them cure you. There is air conditioner outside and everything. I will build you a palace to block all the factors that make you uncomfortable!"

Qin Yichen said this and changed his words: "No, I want to cure you. It is me who made you look like this. I will cure you. When you go back, leave everything to me. I will definitely find the fire toad, I--"

Qin Yichen was still talking. Ji Wennuan, who had been talking hot all the time, suddenly began to say cold again. The cold air was emitting from the bones, as if countless people were holding the sharp ice cone like needles and stabbing her body.

It was not one, but countless, piercing her whole body, making every cell of her cold and painful, which was even more uncomfortable than heat.

No, both of them felt uncomfortable, just like refining and recombining every piece of bone and blood in their body, making her want to die.

But she can't die. What should I do if the Fourth Master dies?

She finally met such a person and found him after going through hardships.

There is also a master, and she is still in the hands of the witch clan.

Ji Wennuan maintained her lying on the ground, and she had no strength to move at all.

Qin Yichen did not hesitate, hugged Ji Wennuan and went to the fire again, then winked Lu Mingcang, pointing to the blindfold that had been thrown to the ground by him.

Lu Mingcang understood, held the quilt and cloak in one hand, picked up the blindfold on the ground with the other hand, and walked to Qin Yichen.

He covered Ji Wennuan with his clothes and quilt and was ready to go. As long as Ji Wennuan raised his hand to touch Qin Yichen's face, he would put a blindfold on Qin Yichen.

But they were a little worried. When Ji Wennuan was feeling uncomfortable, she didn't even have the strength to raise her fingers.

After more than an hour of repeated sufferings of cold and cold, Ji Wennuan curled up into a ball of body and gradually relaxed.

Her head and face were covered with sweat, and her clothes were wet outside.

She lay on the ground, motionless, as if she had experienced a catastrophe, as weak as if she had lost her breath.

"Fourth Master."

Ji Wennuan screamed weakly and raised her hand.

Qin Yichen snatched the blindfold Lu Mingcang held in his hand, put it on and walked to Ji Wennuan.

"What's wrong?"

Ji Wennuan knelt down and slowly leaned towards Ji Wennuan's hand.

Her hands were sweaty and sticky, and Qin Yichen's face was the same, as if she had just washed her face with water.

Ji Wennuan touched Qin Yichen's face with her hands, and after a few strokes, she touched the blindfold. She confirmed the position and smiled on her face.

"My body used to be just cold and not hot, so I probably didn't... adapt. Fourth Master, I'm so tired and want to... have a nap."

Qin Yichen reached out and touched Ji Wennuan's head. With just two strokes, Ji Wennuan closed her eyes and fainted.
Chapter completed!