The dull feeling of "it's raining......" lingers in everyone's heart.

As the torrential rain fell, the sea was no longer calm, and the fish were diving into the deep sea, at least from the sparkling microwave sea, there were no huge black shadows swimming under the boat.

But the threat has not been lifted, and although the sense of crisis has weakened a little, it is still like a fish in the throat, stinging Jeno.

"Maybe the fish just expected the rain to come, so they came to the surface to breathe." Trist was much more relaxed, yawned, and went back to the house to hide from the rain.

I've been nervous for a long time, and it's time to relax.

Everyone returned to the house, except for Sivir.

She lay on her back on the deck, baptized by the rainstorm.

Jeno didn't want to do anything because of his sour mouth, so he leaned on the doorframe boredly, quietly watching her open her mouth to accept the heavenly rain.

"If you're thirsty, you can't drink rainwater, there's still a lot of unclean stuff in it, right...... Don't you still have a water bladder? ”

If Jeno guessed correctly, this water bladder is the space magic artifact that holds the fountain of life.

If it weren't for Sivir's bathing in the Fountain of Life, Jeno would have found a way to get some.

Now that I think about it, forget it, he has already drunk a lot......

"We are used to the fact that in the desert, water is more precious than gold, and only when we can't find a water source will we consider drinking water from a water bladder.

Have you ever experienced the thirst of a pile of broken glass stuck in your throat? Severe pain with every swallow?

I guess not. ”

The rain seeped into the cracked dry cracks of Sivir's pale lips, moistening her mouth and body, and her hair fluttered in the standing water on the deck.

The moist mouth made her feel good to say a few more words: "In the desert, I have killed people more than once for a few mouthfuls of water, but now, I have no such sorrow at all. ”

"You can't drink seawater, and the more you drink, the thirstier you get." Jeno said lightly.

"You're so long-winded."

Sivir had finished drinking the rain, but she was still lying on the deck, soothed by the cool temperature.

"Are you going to spend the night on deck in the rain tonight?"

"Otherwise, it's a rare opportunity to experience it."

But judging by the way Sivir clenched her weapon, she said something against her will.

She didn't let her guard down at all, fearing that her weapon would be taken away, so she kept her distance from the others.

She is a mortal body, and most of her abilities are all given to her by this divine weapon, and only by holding the cross blade in her hand will she feel safe enough.

Sivir's gesture of enjoying the rain reminded Jeno of a hungry and thirsty woman who had been in the rain for a long time, her face flushed with honey, her straight chest rose and fell violently, and the droplets of water flowed from the peaks into the ravines, revealing an alluring sheen, and she did not care about the rain entering her lungs with her breath, even if she choked to death.

Jeno turned his head to meet Catelyn's scrutinizing gaze, and said in disgust, "Niko has seen a ...... that will learn badly"

Luckily, Neeko slept like a sweet little piglet, pressed against Caitlyn's lap, and she couldn't pull away.

Then, a slight groan drew him in again, and he saw a streak of blood ink flow from Sivell's body, washing away from the rain and gradually fainting on the deck.

This is a bit of a lot of bleeding......

The gauze on Sivir's waist had soaked up the rain, and he could no longer hold back the blood gushing out.

Jeno didn't expect Sivir to be so badly injured, this was cracked when he jumped ship, right?

And she used to play cards like a nobody, just because she didn't want to show her weakness to outsiders?

This is a woman who is insecure and has always pretended to be strong.

"Sivir, if it rains like this again, even if you are lucky enough not to have excessive blood loss, it will cause wound infection, you should come in and take shelter from the rain." If you want Jeno to say, she looks so stupid, she can't hold it anymore and pretends to be free.

After all, he is also a fugitive from Sivir all the way.

"It's just a small injury, don't pay attention to it." As he spoke, Sivir partially unfastened part of his breastplate, revealing a partially hidden scar.

Most of the wounds on her body are gathered in front of her, which is the proof that she has fought against strong enemies all her life, the best reward for a warrior, but the scars and black and white sun marks revealed after the breastplate is lifted are not something to be proud of for a woman, but Jeno will not deny her.

He's looking a little angry now.

Damn it? Are Shurima women so passionate? If you don't agree with each other, you will open your chest and expose your breasts.

Although he knew that the other party was showing him a scar, not Naiko, he still couldn't suppress the evil thoughts.

"A spark can start a prairie fire, and if you leave it alone, it will become a hidden danger, and I can help you deal with your wounds."

"Then you should come here." Sivir smiled contemptuously, she didn't believe that the man in front of her would allow his body to get wet in the torrential rain in order to help her with her wounds.

Taking herself as a starting point, she would not do such a stupid thing, there is no interest, she doesn't even want to move.

Only interests can drive people's hearts.

Then the next second, her contempt turned to astonishment.

Seeing Jeno walking into the rainstorm, she quickly sat up, frowned to block the sharp pain from the wound, and said vigilantly: "I didn't promise you anything, are you sure you want to help me?" ”

"It's not difficult, and the benefits aren't for nothing." Jeno shrugged and turned to Siver's back and crouched.

"What benefits?"

"If no one talks to you about sunburn marks, forget it." Speaking of sunburn marks, Jeno thinks of a bikini, and he doesn't know when Sivir will have a pool party skin. He stopped talking just in time, and held Sivir's waist to unwrap the soaked gauze.

A deep wound visible to the bone appeared in front of him, which had been stitched together with gold thread, but due to the vigorous exercise, the tight gold thread tore the wound into a shape like a broken silk, and it deteriorated severely, and black blood kept oozing.

A sword wound in the back? Is this the backstab that Cassiopeia stabbed?

And then this bells and whistles must have been made by the tailor of Taliyah, and if Sivir saw it, he would not beat her up, and then cry out that you will pay for my touch.

Of course, this is just Jeno's bad taste brain supplement, for the woman Xavier, if he has the opportunity, he will definitely take revenge, because she is the one who made his wife wrong...... She was homeless, and then she was forced to drink a lot of her bath water, and I don't know if Zyra filtered the water, but if it did, it would become Zyra's body fluids, ahem......

Sivir, of course, would not obediently let Jeno touch the wound, and Taliyah was able to do so while she was unconscious while she was stitching it up.

But she felt a familiar scent, the same as the spring water soaked in the Oasis of Dawn, which made her let go of the idea of resisting.

That time she was so scared, she inexplicably recognized an immortal ancestor, and her fate was firmly in her hands, she didn't like this feeling of being slaughtered.

So, before the spring had healed, she fled.

And now that this breath has reappeared, she once felt that the man in front of her must have some kind of connection with herself, could it be a blood relative separated by countless generations?

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