"Oh, no wonder he said that everyone in the world thought that the 'shrinking technique' was lost seven years ago..." Zhuo Ye said with a sudden realization.
"Did that person give you any trouble while you were in Yuanxi City?" Feng Linche asked again after a moment of silence.
"Are you talking about Wu Li? No..." Except for the day when Wu Li's animalistic nature relapsed and he tried to bully her... but failed... her "meat ticket" life was pretty good.
However, that matter was too difficult to tell, and Zhuo Ye didn't plan to tell it to Feng Linche, since she didn't really suffer much anyway.
"He told you that his name is Wu Li?"
"Well, yes, is it a fake name?" Zhuo Ye asked lightly. She was not surprised by this.
"That should be it..." Feng Lince replied after pondering for a moment.
Zhuo Ye didn't plan to continue talking about this topic. There were some things she didn't want to know too much about...
"You've been carrying me for a long time, let me down and walk around..."
"Ye'er, are you doubting my physical strength?" Feng Linche said with an imperceptible smile in his tone.
"No... I didn't mean that..." Zhuo Ye's cheeks felt a little hot. Why did his words sound so ambiguous...
"Does Ye'er feel sorry for me?" Feng Linche seemed to be in a good mood.
"..." Zhuo Ye was speechless...
"Ye'er...if you don't reply to me, I will treat you as your own..." Feng Linche said with a chuckle.
"..." Zhuo Ye continued to remain silent...
"Ye'er..." Feng Lince said in a soft voice, "I like to carry you on my back, and I might as well keep carrying you like this..."
Zhuo Ye was silent for another long while, and then he spoke with a thick nasal voice: "Fool..."
They were lucky enough to find a very large rock at dawn. Feng Lince used his sword to dig a large pit under the rock that could barely accommodate two people.
The two ate a few more sour fruits, then got into the pit, planning to spend the long and hot day in there...
The wind and sand during the day were very strong! From time to time it blew into the hole where they were. Feng Lince stretched out his hand and put Zhuo Ye's head and hands into his arms to prevent her from being hit by the sand. From time to time, Feng Lince stretched out his hand to protect Zhuo Ye's head and hands.
They used their swords to dig out the flying sand that was about to bury them...
Zhuo Ye slept in a daze for a long time, and was woken up again by the high temperature. He felt that his mouth was dry, the heat was unbearable, and he seemed to be suffocating soon!
Feng Lince pulled out the stopper of the water bag, handed it to Zhuo Ye's lips, and said in a hoarse voice: "Ye'er, drink some water."
After Zhuo Ye took a sip of water, he sobered up again. He turned to look at Feng Lince beside him, but saw that the man in front of him had disheveled hair, stubble on his chin, pale face, and chapped lips. Except for one pair, he was still pretty.
His eyes no longer have the noble look of the past!
"You drink too..." Zhuo Ye quickly pushed the water bag to Feng Lince's lips.
Feng Linche looked at Zhuo Ye tenderly for a while, nodded and said: "Okay, I'll drink." After saying that, he picked up the water bag, raised his neck and "drank" a sip of water...
Zhuo Ye felt a little relieved when he saw Feng Lince "drink" the water.
Looking up at the sun, it seemed that it was already past noon, but under the high temperature, I had a poor appetite and did not feel too hungry. This was fine. Zhuo Ye knew that in the desert, eating less could reduce water loss.
After Feng Lince used his sword to dig out some sand that had been scraped into the pit, Zhuo Ye nestled in his arms and fell asleep again...
Zhuo Ye didn't know that Feng Lince had just dipped his lips in a little water...
He would never take another sip of those precious water unless absolutely necessary!
In the evening, the two got out of the big hole, ate something, helped each other, treated the wounds, and then continued on their way...
Still relying on Feng Linche to input his internal energy, walking for a while and being carried on his back for a while, Zhuo Ye just spent the night...
However, during the day, no large rocks were found suitable for shelter, so he could only rest on the sunny side of the dunes. However, the sand dunes moved too fast, and Feng Lince had to call Zhuo Ye from time to time to change places to rest.
At the moment when the scorching sun was high in the sky and there was nowhere to hide, Zhuo Ye felt that she and Feng Lince were like two fish that were thrown to the shore and exposed to the sun, making a death struggle.
The water was squeezed out every bit, and there was nothing I could do except endure the endless panic...
When Feng Lince handed the water bag to Zhuo Ye's lips for the fifth time, Zhuo Ye shook his head with tears in his eyes and said, "You just took a sip..."
"I'm not thirsty."
"Liar! If you don't drink, I won't drink either!" Zhuo Ye's eyelashes fluttered twice, and tears finally rolled down...
"Ye'er, don't cry. I just drank some water and you cried out." Feng Lince hurriedly leaned over and licked away the tears on her face, then clicked his lips twice and said with a smile: "We can't waste it.
."
Zhuo Ye's cheeks were red and he couldn't cry or laugh. He just stubbornly pushed the water bag to Feng Linche's mouth.
Seeing that Zhuo Ye was worried about him, Feng Linche couldn't help but feel soft in his heart. He couldn't help but grin, and his lips split into a deep bloody hole following his expression...
Zhuo Ye couldn't stand it any longer. He put on a sullen face and said angrily: "Stop laughing and drink water!"
"Yes! Drink water." Feng Lince nodded and took a sip of water obediently.
The two of them spent three full days and four nights in the desert.
The wild fruits and vegetables picked in the "Polar Valley" have been eaten, and the medicinal herbs have been used up. Only a few dry snacks are left. The water in the water bag is almost bottoming out, but Feng Lince and Zhuo Ye
The legendary water source has never been found, and they suddenly fell into trouble...
Feng Lince's injury was much more serious than Zhuo Ye's. Without the herbs, in the hot and scorching weather, he quickly became inflamed and showed signs of ulceration! Every night, he had to continue to give Zhuo Ye another injection.
He used his internal strength to keep out the cold and carried her for about half of the distance. His physical strength was already exhausted! Moreover, he fed two-thirds of their pitiful water bag to Zhuo Ye...
So, in the early morning of the fourth day, Zhuo Ye, who Feng Lince had put down on his back, fell under the sand dunes and could not stand up...
At first, Zhuo Ye thought Feng Linche was too tired, so he moved his baby on his lap to make him sleep more comfortably. However, after a while, Zhuo Ye suddenly realized that something was wrong!
Lowering his head to take a closer look at Feng Lince's face, he saw that his eyes were tightly closed, his cheeks were sunken, and his chapped lips were purple-grey. He had clearly passed out...
"Feng Lince——! Wake up!" Zhuo Ye called with a trembling voice.
Feng Lince closed his eyes tightly without any reaction...
"Don't scare me!" Zhuo Ye was frightened, shaking Feng Linche's body and crying: "Feng Linche, wake up, please, please! Wake up, please!"
Feng Linche still didn't move...
"Please, don't leave me. Without you, how would I get out of this boundless desert..."