It was pitch black all around, the wind was howling, the water was turbulent, and Yan Feifei shouted hoarsely, but there was no response.

The sea was cold and bone-chilling, she felt cold, she felt fear, she was so helpless, as if she was the only one left between heaven and earth, just when she was about to despair, there was a faint shouting sound in the wind.

She listened carefully, and all that was left was the howling of the wind.

Not long after, a small voice was heard in the distance, calling her name, mixed with the sea breeze, intermittently.

It was Tang Bai's voice.

In an instant, she felt that the blood in her whole body was burning, and the great joy made her cry, and then she shouted violently: "Here, Tang Bai, the old lady is here。。。。。。 ”

The wind and waves drowned out her voice and buried her hopes, and then a wave hit and drowned her body in the water.

Ups and downs, in the dark, she forgot everything in the world, and just instinctively fought for her life.

Listen!

Tang Bai's voice came from a direction not far away, intermittently, as if whispering in her ear, and as if shouting in the distant sky, the more she wanted to get closer, the farther away the voice was from her.

She called desperately, calling Tang Bai's name.

The sea poured in from her mouth and nose, fishy and salty, so irritating that her throat could not make any sound, and a despair that she had never felt before welled up in her heart, and she felt that she was about to die.

Lightning lit up in the sky, and the electric light turned the world into a pale world.

She saw a figure on the sea, like a dragon out of the sea, like a hero of the world, leaping with the waves, fighting with the sea.

"Tang Bai!"

She was like seeing a life-saving straw, like seeing light in the darkness, and she suddenly gave birth to infinite hope.

She kicked in the sea, trying to get closer to Tang Bai, but the waves, like a huge monster, swallowed Tang Bai into her belly.

In the face of the forces of nature, anyone is as weak as an ant.

The silver light of lightning was only instantaneous, and the sky and the earth were pitch black again.

Her mind also turned into darkness, and she could not see any light of hope.

She muttered instinctively, in a low voice, as if she had lost her soul, and let the sea hold the planks and drift with the waves.

"Yan... Fei, Yan Fei... Phenanthrene... ”

The shouts were accompanied by the sea breeze, low and hoarse, but very clear.

Yan Feifei came back to her senses, her mind was full of pictures of Tang Bai being swallowed by the waves, she looked around blankly, and said sadly: "Boy, are you dead? Is it your soul calling me?" But I don't want to die, I'm afraid。。。。。。。 ”

She cried and shouted, suddenly remembered something, clumsily pulled out an animal skin pouch from her chest, carefully opened the hemp rope on the pouch, and the dazzling white light illuminated the dark sea, like a lighthouse floating on the sea.

Lightstone, the lightstone she used to use.

Tang Bai didn't die, a person didn't want to die, and God didn't take him as a law.

When he was lifted up by the waves, he saw Yan Feifei in the flash of lightning.

It's a kind of luck.

It's also a misfortune.

The wind swept up the waves, drowning him, and when he resurfaced, he could no longer distinguish between east and west.

When he was anxious, Yan Feifei's voice came from his ears, he swam in the direction of the sound, and hit a floating object on the sea, he climbed on it casually, and found that it was a long log, and there was a long thick rope wrapped around it, thinking that it was the broken mast of a cargo ship.

He rolled over, his feet like they were glued to a broken mast, and he rose and fell in the waves of the waves.

He pushed his heel against the broken mast, and the broken mast rushed out like an arrow.

He saw the light, the white light.

The light was very prominent in the boundless darkness, and he exhausted all his strength, and he saw Yan Feifei.

The two finally converged.

Yan Feifei was very excited, so she let go of the plank and hugged Tang Bai tightly.

Two men sank to the bottom of the sea.

Tang Bai felt that he might become the first man to be embraced to death by a woman.

It's not a joke.

Yan Feifei is not a fool, but sometimes she does stupid things.

Her power inspired the 'Golden Dragon Treasure Jade' on Tang Bai's chest, emitting a soft golden light.

Tang Bai reacted, and Yan Feifei came to her senses.

The two resurfaced.

The rope of the broken mast was grasped in Tang Bai's hands and became the tool of life for the two of them.

Both of them hugged the broken mast and tied it around each other's waists with thick ropes, no matter how strong the wind and waves were, they could not separate the two.

After the tornado, the sea calmed down and even the rain stopped.

The two of them floated and sunk with the waves, like two fallen leaves floating in the water, I don't know where they will be washed by the sea, and I don't know if they will be buried in the belly of the fish?

The water was cold, and the two kept talking to distract themselves and comfort each other's fears.

The darkness was far away, and there was a hazy light all around, and both of them had a sense of happiness for the rest of their lives.

"Tang Bai, will we die in this sea?"

She had asked this sentence one hundred and seventy-eight times, and Tang Bai knew that she would continue to ask this question.

Women need answers, even if they are woven from lies.

When a person is desperate, he always hopes that others will give him a little more hope.

True or false.

"We'll get out alive!"

Tang Bai himself also needs a perfect lie.

The sea is vast, and many people are not drowning, but dying of thirst.

Without food and water, death often takes only three or four days.

"Where is the land? I'm hungry! I'm thirsty!"

Yan Feifei closed her eyes, was sluggish, and muttered to herself.

She drank a lot of seawater, and at this time her throat was dry and like a fire, and it was really uncomfortable.

"Then talk less and save some effort. ”

Before Tang Bai finished speaking, another wave struck, pushing the two of them out a few feet away, and after the waves passed, Tang Bai had an extra foot-long sea fish in his hand.

Yan Feifei looked at Tang Bai puzzled, and said, "What are you catching fish for?"

"Eating can quench your thirst and satisfy your hunger. ”

Both of them had eaten raw food, but they didn't think anything of it, and a fish was eaten by the two in the blink of an eye.

Tang Bai was about to catch fish in the sea again, but Yan Feifei suddenly exclaimed, "What is that?"

Tang Bai looked in the direction she was pointing, and there was a long wooden box floating on the sea, which was supposed to be the cargo of the ship, and after the ship was destroyed, it was scattered in the sea.

Tang Bai was overjoyed in his heart, and said, "Take a closer look to see if there is a wooden box on the side?" After speaking, he pushed the broken mast and swam towards the wooden box.

The wooden box is five or six feet long and five or six feet wide, like a coffin; the oil-soaked wooden wedge is firmly nailed to the thick planks on all sides, and there is not a single gap, and it is not damaged in the wind and waves last night, and it is very firm, I don't know what it contains?

Tang Bai pried open the wooden board with a dagger, and found that it was covered with dry rice and porcelain, as well as large and small porcelain.

Most of the porcelain was broken to pieces, but there was a slight amount of damage that was not serious.

The two of them carefully cleaned the inside, stacked the porcelain vases that were not seriously damaged, untied the thick rope from the broken mast, and climbed into the box.

After getting rid of the immersion in the seawater, the tense heart relaxed, and the two of them each lay down, closed their eyes to recuperate, and after recovering their strength, they lay down on the side of the wooden box, looking around, hoping to find more of the same wooden box.

Half a day passed quickly, and the two of them did not find anything floating on the water, except for the sea level that had calmed down after the storm.

At dusk, Tang Bai tied a rope to his body, and jumped into the sea, the fishing skills he learned from the sailor a few days ago came in handy at this time, not long after, he had a long flat big yellow croaker in his hand, after crawling into the box, the fish was bled and filled with porcelain, looking at Yan Feifei's somewhat chapped lips, and handed the porcelain to her.

The two of them drank some fish blood and ate a full meal, and their physical strength and spirit recovered a lot; Yan Feifei looked at the boundless sea and said, "Tang Bai, will we die in this sea?"

Tang Bai had a headache and said, "Can you change the question?" ”

Yan Feifei said: "What's the problem?"

Tang Bai said: "You can ask whatever question you want." ”

Yan Feifei said: "Tang Bai, will we die in this sea?"

Tang Bai: "。。。。。。 ”

The weather at sea is like a woman's mood during menstruation, unpredictable, the wind and sun are beautiful during the day, and the storm is fierce at night, thunder and lightning, the waves are rampant and throw the box on the crest of the waves, and mercilessly hit the waves, so that the hearts of the two people are together.

In the darkness, it was as if they saw the gates of hell, the call of death.

They clung to the edge of the box with one hand, and poured out the sea water from the box with porcelain with the other, and worked for half the night, until the wind and waves became lighter, and then they barely squinted for a while with their wet and cold clothes.

In the blink of an eye, it was the second day, the sun was scorching, the temperature was rising rapidly, and the air was like a wave of fire.

Tang Bai regretted a little, why did he discard the lid of the box, otherwise he wouldn't have to be exposed to the sun.

The change of temperature difference, coupled with the immersion of seawater, the bodies of the two are full of crystal fine salt particles, accompanied by sweat, viscous, dry oxygen is unbearable, scratch with your hands, dander is flying all over the sky, and the more you scratch, the more oxygen.

Tang Bai stopped Yan Feifei's suicide form, at sea, once the skin is scratched, coupled with the infection, it is easy to lose his life, even if the body is oxygenated, it is good to get used to it.

Habits are terrible, in this harsh environment, the two of them also slowly got used to life at sea, when it rained, they filled porcelain with fresh water, and when they were hungry, they went to the sea to catch raw fish, fortunately they did not meet bloodthirsty sharks, fierce birds.

After drifting on the sea for more than three months, not only did the 'Soul Devouring Poison' on Tang Bai's body not attack, but the black lines on his arms faded, and finally one day, he heard Yan Feifei shouting hysterically: "Look, land, land." ”

Shouting and shouting, she cried.

Tang Bai looked towards the sea level, and sure enough, he saw the verdant forest sea, the towering mountains, and the knife-like cliffs, he stood up excitedly, laughed, and then jumped up, jumped into the water, and used the remaining strength in his body to push the box and swim straight towards the sea cliff.