readx;??? Ling Yang didn't listen to Tianbao's nonsense, and chose to go to the deepest part of the white sand sea, but let Tianbao choose a direction along the seaside at will, at the edge of the sand and the ocean, both sides can be taken into account, maybe there will be a miracle on either side. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Ling Yang had actually always fantasized that this was nothing more than a terrifyingly large island. Because Ling Yang once read in a Western magazine, saying that it is somewhere in the oceans of Europe, because a large number of red seaweed blooms every summer, which will dye the sea water red.

Ling Yang was just subconsciously deceiving himself, because after he and Tianbao's clothes were dried, there was no trace of red seaweed at all, and if he didn't take a step forward, he would shake off the sea salt condensed by the white flowers.

Ling Yang put Tianbao on his shoulder, stepped on the soft white sand, and walked all the way along the seaside. Because Ling Yang was always calculating the time in his heart, he walked out of five or six hours non-stop, and even Tianbao was so tired that he refused to say another word, and Ling Yang's heart faintly rose with real despair.

Although Ling Yang reluctantly deceived himself, he was just to cheer himself up and have more hope of living, he was not really a fool. After walking out of this way for five or six hours, the miserable white sun in the sky did not move a bit, and it did not mean to fall westward at all, as if it was fixed at the highest point of the zenith.

As far as the eye can see, between the ebb and flow of the tide, it is completely a straight line, and the red sea water and white sand are distinct. There was nothing unusual at all before and after, there was no white mountain and black water as Ling Yang imagined, or the mangrove grassland would suddenly appear in front of him.

Along the way, Ling Yang tried to use the power of his abilities several times, even if he could transform into an ordinary "Wind Chasing Horse", it would be good to save some physical strength. However, Ling Yang soon fell into a deep disappointment, because although Ling Yang was able to operate his spiritual power freely, he could not transform into any kind of abnormal form, at most, he was throwing a table of non-existent delicacies in front of him, but it aroused the flames of hunger in his belly.

Ling Yang's footsteps became heavier and heavier, and the warm sunlight above his head became more and more intense. The sun shone on the salty skin, and it hurt hotly. Hearing the sound of the tide crashing on the beach, Ling Yang knew that he couldn't drink seawater if he was thirsty, because the salt in the seawater would only make the water in the human body lose faster.

There was no food or water, no hope, not even a place to stay. The cotton clothes and pants had long been discarded by Ling Yang, and the cotton shirt he was wearing was also held high above his head by Ling Yang to block the sun for the sweet treasure sitting on his shoulder.

When he was in the soft sleeper box, Ling Yang ate some peanuts and pork liver in sauce, and the energy generated had already been exhausted. The small half bottle of soju that was left over was also lost in the battle in dimensional space. Now he was hungry and thirsty, and his lips were already covered with cracked blood.

It was the first time for Tianbao to make an old-fashioned green train, and she felt very fresh along the way, so Chu Wanyi was so good at talking about it that she ate a little boxed lunch on the train and drank half a bottle of juice. In the battle just now, Tianbao exerted a lot of strength and consumed a lot, but at this time, he finally couldn't hold on, and suddenly fell from Ling Yang's shoulder.

Ling Yang caught the falling Tianbao with his backhand, put Tianbao's immature and small body on the shirt spread on the sand, and gently called Tianbao a few times, but did not get any response.

Ling Yang stroked Tianbao's lips, which had begun to dry out due to a large amount of water loss, and there was a fine grit on his face, which kept rolling down, and Tianbao's face was even paler than silver gravel.

Countless thoughts flashed through Ling Yang's mind, there was really no way, Ling Yang could only bite the blood vessels on his wrist, put the wound between Tianbao's lips, pinch Tianbao's cheeks with one hand, and keep dripping his blood into Tianbao's mouth.

Tianbao fell into a shallow coma due to the loss of water in his body, and his physical skills and subconscious still existed. A sweet fishy smell came from his mouth and tongue, and he subconsciously swallowed it, Ling Yang's fist clenched and loosened, and after it was released, it was clenched again, and the blood donation finally changed from drop by drop to a small stream, constantly infiltrating the dry life of Tianbao.

A slight feeling of dizziness came, and Ling Yang knew that it was because he had lost too much blood. If I continue like this, I'm afraid I'll die first. Leaving Tianbao alone, it is difficult to survive at all.

Ling Yang even thought of a very terrible thought, if the two of them couldn't hold on, Ling Yang would kill Tianbao first after obtaining Tianbao's consent, leaving him alone, in boundless fear and loneliness, following Tianbao.

Ling Yang has experienced countless life-and-death situations, but they are all in dangerous battles, life and death are only in an instant, and it is too late to even be afraid. However, the current situation is in a sober state, in a different space where no grass grows, guarding the white sand and red sea, waiting for death. The taste of it, except for the immersive person, no one will be able to experience it.

Ling Yang saw that Tianbao's face gradually returned to ruddy, and his breathing was much more stable. Take off Sweet Baby and your own shoes, plunge into the sand, take off your pants, put them on four heels, and set up a suggested tent to protect Sweet Baby from the scorching sun.

Ling Yang was defenseless, looked at the sea of sand in the distance, but under the illumination of the sun, it reflected a dazzling light like a silver pile, and there were no plants and animals, so he had to dive into the sea water, even if he couldn't find any fish and marine animals, he could find a kelp, or small things like oysters, and he could barely maintain his weakened physical strength, and walked a long way.

Ling Yang didn't dare to go too far from Tianbao, but just dived in the shallow sea more than two meters deep to find it. To Ling Yang's disappointment, under the sea water, there was also a layer of reddish-brown fine sand, there were no marine plants or shells or other small things in the fine sand, and the sea water was so clear that there were no impurities at all.

Ling Yang thought to himself, he must die here this time, and resigned himself to lying on his back at the bottom of the sea, surprisingly finding that his body did not float on the surface of the sea because of the extremely high salt content of the sea, but directly sank into the fine sand on the bottom of the sea.

Through the constantly floating sea, Ling Yang was surprised to see that the sea water had turned into a multi-prismatic telescope-like instrument under the refraction of the sunlight, and the light reflected the scenery in front of him into Ling Yang's pupils. I don't know how long it is, at the junction of the red sea and white sand, there stands a distorted gray-black lighthouse-like building, and the spire of the lighthouse is flashing with dazzling light.