Looking at these strangely shaped and towering trees, Ning Bing'er sighed at the creation ability of the heavenly ghosts, as well as the magical brushwork.

"Bing'er, can you do it?" Ning Xiangtian cautiously held Ning Bing'er's hand and asked with a concerned expression.

"It's okay, are you okay?" Ning Bing'er looked at Ning Xiangtian's forehead and saw that there were already a lot of beads of sweat oozing from his forehead, and he walked for a long time without finding a single fruit tree or a hare, and he was a little exhausted.

"It's okay, I can't catch anything on the ground, I'll find a way to get the heavenly one for you to eat. Ning Xiangtian looked at the birds flying overhead, and said with an oath.

"Okay, we can't catch anything on the ground, and we still want to eat the heavens? It's too difficult, so let's eat some wild vegetables." Ning Bing'er bent down to pick those well-growing wild vegetables on the ground, although there was no nutrition, it could only satisfy hunger for a while.

After a while, Ning Bing'er picked a large handful of wild vegetables, but there was no water or pot, so she couldn't eat them at all, so she could only look at Ning Xiangtian helplessly.

At this time, they knew that survival in the wild was not as easy as they imagined, and the basic element of human survival was food, clothing, shelter and transportation, and the first thing was so difficult for them, what should they do next?

Looking at Ning Bing'er with a depressed face and bowing her head helplessly, Ning Xiangtian kept blaming himself for being too incompetent, worried that Ning Bing'er would not be able to survive tomorrow's sun rise with him.

Fear and death kept appearing in Ning Xiangtian's mind like two brothers, he was afraid that he would die inexplicably in this barren mountain and be taken away by jackals, tigers and leopards, leaving no corpse, and never returning home.

"Oh my God, it's okay, I won't let you die so easily. Ning Bing'er stood up as she spoke, quickly climbed to the tree, broke off some trunks and branches, sat on the ground, and immediately began to weave some small farm tools.

"Bing'er, your hand is bleeding?" Ning Xiangtian watched Bing'er's hand exert himself every time, and after a long time, the delicate little hands had been scratched in many places, and there were many cracks on the small hands, and bright red blood continued to flow down the mouth.

The farm tools that slowly appeared in the rudimentary form appeared in Ning Xiangtian's eyes, but he was even more inferior and self-blaming, as a man, he was taken care of and protected by Ning Bing'er all the time.

This is a shame and a kind of helplessness, but it is a pity that I am still powerless, and I keep scolding myself and scolding myself in my heart.

"Bing'er, what do you say, I'll get it, how can your hands stand it?" Ning Xiangtian snatched the long vines in her hand, but looked at those long vines in a daze.

I don't know where to start!

"It's okay, God, you put these two cages on the tree, and we'll collect the eggs tomorrow. Ning Bing'er handed the braided basket to Tian'er, with a gentle smile on her face, almost no blame and disgust, and she was very gentle.

Taking over the rough basket, Ning Xiangtian smiled happily at Bing'er, as if he had found a place where his life value was reflected, and his heart was happy, but holding the basket and looking at the tall tree, first of all, he didn't know where to put the basket before he could take it, and secondly, he didn't know how to climb this tree with few branches.

"What's wrong?" Ning Bing'er found that she hadn't seen Ning Xiang in the sky for a long time, and raised her head suspiciously and asked.

"It's okay, it's okay. Ning Xiangtian replied with a good face, but it had been dry for several minutes, but he still hadn't found a way to go up the tree.

"Bing'er, there is no climbing rope, no hard hat, no hook, how can I do this?" Ning Xiangtian frowned, looking at Ning Bing'er with a look of confusion and helplessness.

"Hahaha......" looked up at Ning Xiangtian with a helpless and cute face, Bing'er smiled and leaned back, he was really a young master who had never suffered a little, and he had no basic survival skills.

"Bing'er, don't laugh at me, I really don't know how to do this complicated project. As soon as Ning Xiangtian's words fell, he saw Ning Bing'er take the basket, bite it with his mouth, and then hold the tree trunk, moving up in small steps, like a monkey wearing a sky, flexibly and capably climbing up the treetops above.

"Bing'er, be careful!" Ning Xiangtian, who was standing under the tree, was sweating in his palms, watching Ning Bing'er move his body worriedly and fearfully, and kept scolding himself for not being capable.

Soon Bing'er put the basket and slowly came down lightly, and when she was still a few meters away, Ning Bing'er turned her body flexibly and quickly ran down on the trunk.

"It's okay, I've practiced before, don't worry!" After speaking, he carried another basket and used the same trick to go up the tree, hang the basket, and then count, every movement seemed simple and easy.

"Bing'er, I'm sorry, in the end, you take care of me, I'm really sorry, I will definitely work hard. Saying that, Ning Xiangtian struggled to go up the tree and wanted to pick more rattans for Ning Bing'er to weave.

But with all his strength, Ning Xiangtian still didn't climb the tree, cut off his ideal rattan, and hugged the trunk and cried in annoyance.

The helplessness and frustration, as well as the loss poured down, directly crushing his fragile nerves.

Standing under the tree all the time watching Ning Xiang's thrilling movements of the tree in the sky, Ning Bing'er's back was soaked with sweat, worried that this strong man would have an accident.

Suddenly, he saw Ning Xiangtian hanging on the tree crying, and shouted in distress: "Tian'er, what's wrong? Is it scratched and bleeding? Or what's wrong?"

"Bing'er, I'm so useless, I can't even climb a tree!" cried over and over again, said aggrievedly and shamefully in his heart, and looked down on himself directly from his heart.

"It's okay, it's okay, can you still come down?" Ning Bing'er said with amused and distressed concern.

"No, it won't come down. Ning Xiangtian looked at the distance of more than two meters, and was so frightened that he didn't dare to go up or down by holding the tree, and hung directly on it and didn't want to move.

Looking at this man who was not big and had no courage, Ning Bing'er shook her head helplessly, quickly climbed to the tree next door, stretched out her hand when she was parallel to him, grabbed his hand tightly, and then slowly moved down with him little by little.

With Ning Bing'er's continuous encouragement, Ning Xiangtian finally had one meter left to land, but he didn't expect this man to be so sloppy, blinking his small eyes, pouting aggrievedly, and saying helplessly: "Bing'er, daughter-in-law, I don't dare." ”

Looking at Ning Xiangtian who was hanging on the tree and throwing treasures, the innocent habits and innocent nature in his dark eyes, Ning Bing'er sighed distressedly, opened her hands very cooperatively, smiled sweetly at him, and said gently: "Jump down, I'll pick you up!"

Seeing that Ning Bing'er wanted to catch him so seriously, Ning Xiangtian jumped down directly regardless of it, but just as he was about to land, Ning Bing'er actually dodged away.