As soon as he lay down on the spot and sat up, he saw Jun Lonely's face, which was paler than usual, and his lips were so dry that he cracked several distinct cuts.

The curvature of the thin lips is very good-looking, but unfortunately, even his lips are only half of the right side.

On the left side are skinless scars.

A veritable half-faced demon.

She reached out to reach for Jun Lonely's veins, he was exhausted, his strength was exhausted, and he was so thirsty that he was not far from dehydration. Even if you sleep, it's too ****, and you can't sleep well at all. It is highly likely that he will die of thirst in his sleep.

The sea water is undrinkable, the sun is very strong, and the rain on the trees has long since dried out.

She was also tired, and as far as her eyes could see, she could not find fresh water to drink.

Before she could think about it, the nail of her right little finger made a deep cut on her left wrist, and blood gushed out, and she aimed the cut on her wrist at Jun Lonely's lips, and her blood poured into his mouth.

Jun Lonely slept very unsteadily, so tired that he seemed to have almost stripped his soul of his body, and his throat was dry and smoking, as if his whole person had lost his water, and he was dying of thirst.

Thirsty, hungry, and tired.

Suddenly, a dry liquid moistened his throat. He had a fishy, sweet taste, with a slight saltiness.

In a deep sleep, he had no time to think, so he could only follow his instincts to take a few more sips of the sweet and sweet liquid.

About 100 cc of blood went into his lips, and her wounds stopped bleeding. How much blood she could make him drink, she could control it.

This barren and inhabited island does not know what danger it will be, there is no drinking water, and there is no food to eat. She must not lose too much blood, or she will get sick and become a real liability.

Even if she wanted him to drink enough, she couldn't be too emotional.

If he had been sober, he would have died of thirst and thirst, and he would not have drunk her blood. But he was deeply lethargic and had no choice.

Removing her wrist, she tore a strip of cloth from the inner layer of her coat, used her hand and mouth together, and tied up the wound.

Glancing deeply at Jun Lonely, she leaned against him and fell asleep.

The shade of the trees blocked the sun, and the sea breeze blew in, but it was not very sunny.

Four hours later, Feng Jingyun was woken up by insect bites, and when she opened her eyes, she patted her body, several particularly large mosquitoes, and her wrists were also bitten and swollen, and a few ants and insects had burrowed into her clothes.

Dio, abominable.

I stood up and slapped the mosquito to death, caught the ants on my clothes, and had a little itch on my back, so I broke a branch and scratched the itch.

Jun Lonely and Jun Youqi opened their eyes almost at the same time.

Youqi got up and was the same as Feng Jingyun, swatting mosquitoes and scratching itches. But Jun Lonely was different, the insects and mosquitoes that dared to sting him were poisoned by his poisonous blood.

He is a medicine man, and his blood is not ordinarily poisonous.

The clothes of the three had been air-dried naturally.

"Shocking clouds......" Jun Lonely walked to her side and called in a deep voice.

She stared at him, and his complexion had returned to normal, except that his skin was unusually pale and his complexion was much better, and his lips were still chapped, but they were much better.

"I've wronged you, this king will go find something to eat immediately." Yan said.

Jun Youqi's physical strength has almost recovered, but he is really thirsty and hungry, "I'm afraid I can't find a water source on a desert island." ”

"We have to find fresh water to eat and drink right away, otherwise it will be even more difficult when it gets dark." She said indifferently, "Let's divide into three ways." ”