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Chapter three hundred and eighty fifth smart angel cold

"Leng, where are we?" Qin Wuyou quickly figured it out that Angel Leng was saving himself, but he woke up a little bit wrong. In order to avoid embarrassment between the two, he quickly changed the subject.

"I don't know, I saw you just woke up not long after I saw you. Before I could find out what was happening around me, Angel Leng still didn't dare to look back, she shook her head and said.

Qin Wuyou felt very uncomfortable when he spoke, his lungs were burning, and there was an unbearable smell of blood in his throat. He looked down and there was a large transparent hole in his right chest, which was blurred blood. Through the wound, you could see his lung lobes swelling.

Looking at the steel tubes stained with their unique blood not far away, combined with the memory of feeling something flying over and hitting his body before he was unconscious, he quickly figured out where his injury came from.

"I can only wait for Angel Yan to find out his conscience and come to save us." Qin Wuyou shook his head and said.

Now that they are wandering on a deserted island and have lost contact, the only one who can find them accurately is Angel Yan. I just hope that Ye Nan can inform Angel Yan of the information about Angel Yan's disappearance in time. He is seriously injured and needs treatment. He will be delayed for a long time and the wound is infected. Even if he survives now, he will not last long.

He didn't ask Angel Leng if he could take him back, because he knew it was impossible. She was by her side when the explosion was happening, and now her body is full of holes. Even if Angel Leng's situation is better than her, she will definitely not be much better.

"Rely on her? Then you might as well expect the mute to speak, the iron tree blooms. Maybe one day we will all be stinky and she will remember that there are two people like us." Speaking of Angel Yan, the Angel's cold face was full of disdain, and it seemed that she would feel uncomfortable without damaging her words.

"Leng, is there water?" Qin Wuyou asked coldly to the angel sitting beside him. Although he didn't have any hope, he still spoke tentatively.

Now his mouth is dry and he also wants to drink some water to make the unbearable smell of blood in his mouth.

At this time, Angel Leng finally turned around and shook her head a little unbearable. She is also very thirsty now, but she has been busy saving Qin Wuyou before and has not had time to look for Danshui.

"I'll go find it for you." After saying that, Angel Leng was about to get up and go to the forest to look for Tamsui.

"Wait, I'll go with you." Qin Wuyou stretched out his hand and said.

"Can you do it? Can your body hold it up now?" Angel coldly looked at Qin Wuyou with a suspicious look.

"Don't worry, although I was injured, I'm fine with walking. I'm not that pretentious yet. Don't worry, I won't be tired of you. Help me up and let us go together."

Seeing Qin Wuyou insisting, Angel Leng grabbed a corner of his skirt and pulled it hard, pulling it off from his knees, revealing his crystal-like jade-like white and flawless calves.

He slowly tore the skirt cloth in his hand into a long piece of cloth, bent down and made a simple bandage to Qin Wuyou's wound. After tied it tightly, he grabbed his hand and pulled him up from the ground. The two walked towards the forest.

When he arrived at the edge of the forest, Qin Wuyou looked around and pointed to a relatively open and flat position on the left and said: "Let's go in from there, hoping to find some fresh water and food. It would be better if he could encounter spray again, that would prove that this is not a desert island, and we can also be rescued."

Angel Leng shook his head: "I hope not to find you. Before I found you, I roughly searched along the coastline, and there were no traces of human activities."

"Maybe it's just that there's no one moving around where you've walked. There's always hope, right? Let's go."

The jungle is a bit muddy, with weeds everywhere, lush trees, and the ground is uneven, which is very difficult to walk and exhausting.

The two of them searched through the jungle for a long time, and both walked out of breath, but still found nothing.

Just as he was about to take a break, Qin Wuyou suddenly discovered that there were dense footprints of unknown beasts beside the bushes not far away.

Qin Wuyou hurriedly walked forward, squatted down and opened the bushes and found that there was a small low-lying puddle behind the bushes. When it rained, there was a small pit of rainwater gathered here. In addition, the trees were dense and the water evaporated slowly, so it formed a drinking water point for a wild beast.

Qin Wuyou reached out and dripped his hand and put it on his mouth, stuck out his tongue and licked it and tasted it. The lack of saltiness means that there is fresh water in the puddle, but it has a fishy smell of soil and a rotten leaves. Obviously, the water cannot be directly and otherwise it will be easy to get sick. After all, it has been filtered and boiled, but he does not have the tools to filter, which makes him a little troubled.

Seeing Qin Wuyou squatting in front of a cluster of shrubs, nodding and shaking his head, the angel Leng came over curiously.

"Is this tamsui?"

"Well, but the water is very dirty. We can't drink it without filtering tools." Qin Wuyou looked at the puddle in front of him with distress. The feeling of hunger made him want to bury his head into the water and drink it hard, but reason stopped him from committing suicide.

"I think I should have a way." Angel Leng looked at the turbid little puddle and thought for a while.

"What's the solution?" Qin Wuyou, who was already thirsty, asked in surprise when he heard the angel coldly say that she had a solution.

"Wait." Angel Leng did not say what he could do, but instead looked for what he needed nearby.

After a while, Angel Leng walked back again, with a few more slender, wide and very smooth leaves in her hand.

She took the leaves and squatted down next to the puddle, and began to dig the soil with her hands. Soon, the soft soil was dug out two small pits, deep and shallow. Then she concave the wide leaves into the pit in a bowl shape, and then used other leaves to fill some water from the puddle and pour it into the shallow pit.

Then I grabbed the skirt that I had been pulled once and was like pulling off some cloth strips again. But looking at the skirt that I had pulled once before and was slapped by a palm, the angel hesitated, and if it was pulled down again, there was really not much cover.

After hesitating for a while, he looked for Qin Wuyou. Seeing the Angel Leng calling him, Qin Wuyou, who had been watching the Angel Leng busy, walked over with confusion on his face, wondering what she told her to do.

When Qin Wuyou came to her, Angel Leng didn't tell him anything to ask him to come, but instead pulled off a piece of cloth the size of a palm from his clothes, revealing his strong abdominal muscles.

Angel Leng, who had received the cloth piece, rubbed the cloth piece in his hand into a small cloth strip, and placed both ends of the cloth strip into two puddles, one deep and one shallow.

"Okay, now you just need to wait." The angel who had done this clapped his hands and stood up and said.

"Is that okay? Are you sure you can get clean water as long as this is the case?" Qin Wuyou was confused, and the fruit on the tree was confused, and I was the only one under the tree.

"You will know if you can do it later." Angel's cold words were full of confidence.

After waiting for about a minute, all the cloth strips that were originally placed in muddy water had become wet. The cloth strips placed in the lower small pit began to slowly drip down, drop after drop.
Chapter completed!
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