It's time for me to leave...... He thought so.

But maybe I can bake it a little longer, so I can get a little warmer, and I can keep it a little longer......

No, it's time for me to go. I knew I wouldn't want to leave if I stayed here any longer.

He glanced at the girl beside him. The flushed face, the slightly frowning brow, the pale lips, and the body that quivered from time to time......

He pulled out a new branch of fire, stood up silently but decisively, and did not give himself a chance to regret it and sat down directly at the entrance of the cave. The coldness under his ass made him grin for a while. But the warm temptation didn't stop him after all.

He just stayed there, facing the quietly steaming water of the lake, and the cold wind that swept into the mouth of the cave. And behind him, there is a fire to warm him, and a thick, cloak to keep him warm.

Those things still tempted him, telling him that he could go back at any time. But he stayed at the mouth of this cold hole, and his body began to tremble with concern about the dampness and cold, and it didn't take long for him to tremble like a sieve. He had only an overcoat on his body, and only a small branch in his hand, and on the branch there was only a small pitiful little flame, and it was constantly shaking as if it would be extinguished at any moment by a cold wave.

He again planted the branch at the edge of the lake so that he could illuminate it.

Then he continued to look at the muddy lake with some numbness, letting it flow as usual, and letting it flash a black shadow as usual.

Wait, it's not the same as usual?

Xiu's whole body tensed at that moment. His eyes were sharper than ever, and his breathing began to rapid, but he forcibly suppressed it.

He was absolutely cautious, and extremely careful. He narrowed his eyes, earnestly checking the murky underwater.

A small black shadow was silent, swaying in and out of the water, as if hunting. But it never went too far from the shore of the lake, and was always around the shore where the light of the fire could shine. It wandered around the small area as if looking for something.

Xiu realized something.

This must be a fish, this is definitely a fish! It can't be anything else but fish!

Xiu thought excitedly. Even though he really could be something else, Xiu didn't think he was anything, he just thought it was a fish, a fish to eat!

Is it looking for something that glows? Is light attractive to it?

He wanted to move the flame to see if it would follow, but he quickly threw the idea aside.

It doesn't matter what it is, and it doesn't matter what it's attracted to.

Now we can't waste time and this opportunity, we have to seize it! Don't give it any time to react, absolutely not!

He crouched down a little bit, and stretched out his hand a little bit. Next, he just needs to catch it quickly, do his best, not do it, exceed his fastest speed, catch it!

Please, I have to catch it. It's the only thing to eat, catch it, and we're all ready to eat!

He slowed down his rapid breathing with extreme repression, so that he would not be in such a nervous state.

Be calm, be calm, don't panic.

There is only one chance, and if you miss it, there is no more.

You can't alarm it in advance, you can't move too much, you can't be in too much of a hurry, you can't

Damn it's getting more and more anxious!

He suddenly bit his wrist so hard that it was as if he was about to tear off a piece of flesh. The pain erupted so violently that he almost screamed, but he held it back until it turned into a dull snort. If he looked at his wrist, he would see that his teeth had bitten through the epidermis, and the wound was even bleeding faintly.

However, the other cultivators didn't want to pay attention to it, at least the pain calmed him down.

The fish are still wandering unconsciously, where the light can shine. Xiu slowly pulled out the burning branch with one hand, and kept the movement unchanged with the other, slowly shaking the branch to lure it closer.

A little closer

The shadow swung a few times, following the light source.

A little closer

He tensed, and tightened, watching the shadows get closer and closer to the shore.

Bring it closer!

He clenched his teeth and unleashed the power he had been building up for a long time!

At that moment, Xiu seemed to hear the sharp whistling of bullets breaking through the air.

He saw his finger plunge into the water, causing a great splash, and in a loud thud that he couldn't tell whether it was breaking or exploding, his finger penetrated into its gills and threw it high into the water and into the cave!

At this moment, the joy is almost overflowing!

He didn't give himself a chance to cheer or rejoice, he pounced on the fish like a beast, and after smashing a punch on the fish's body with a sound of bones breaking, he gasped slightly and watched the fish that couldn't even struggle slump on the ground, its tail still trembling faintly.

He grabbed it with one hand, and after making sure it didn't have the strength to resist, he could get a good look at what kind of fish it was.

As a result, he was rightfully unrecognizable, but that didn't stop him from using the fish as food.

He didn't have a knife in his hand, so he found a sharp stone wall, dug up the internal organs of the fish, and put it directly with a branch to roast it by the fire.

After doing all this, he sat down on the edge of the fire with a sense of relief, although his body shivered and his teeth trembled, but with something to eat, his heart finally relaxed a little.

But at this moment of relaxation, a violent feeling of dizziness and exhaustion exploded directly in my mind. This sudden drowsiness made his eyes go black, and he almost collapsed, but he finally held on to the floor and held back.

But the excessive exhaustion made his whole brain in a daze, and for a long time, he didn't have any thoughts in his head, and the whole person was down.

Drowsiness, exhaustion, cold, hunger. The pain was mixed up and made him miserable, and even the brain shutdown couldn't stop the feeling. He didn't know what would happen if he were someone else, but he knew that he was going crazy.

It wasn't until a burst of fragrance wafted up that his soul was suddenly hooked back.

Is it cooked?

He grabbed it, couldn't wait to tear off a little, and stuffed it directly into his mouth regardless of whether it was hot or not.

But the half-fishy, half-slippery taste told him that it was only half cooked, but he couldn't care so much, and he thought he could eat it in two bites, and he could eat another one.

When he was ready to put it into action, he finally remembered the girl next to him who was still feverish.

He silently turned the grilled fish over and continued to roast, forcibly enduring hunger.

He watched the fish roast little by little, smelling more and more fragrant, but he was also hungry and miserable.

He almost couldn't take it anymore.

He glanced up at the top of the rock, then at the lake, at the girl, and then at the flames in front of him.

There is nothing to see but these things. In this place, even the sky was barely visible, and the sun only shone in for a short time at noon, and he was still waiting for someone to come and save him.

He was obviously so sure during the day that someone would come to save him, but at night, the cold of the hungry fish without mercy directly made him think that his firm will was shaken very completely.

His eyes stared blankly at the dancing flame, the only flame that could bring warmth, but he didn't know where the focus of his gaze was.

He didn't know where he was looking, and he didn't even realize what he was thinking. All he knew was that if he didn't, he might break down and go crazy. He stared at the stuff blankly, trying to bury all the despair deep in his heart. He had to make himself feel better in this way, otherwise, he didn't know how long he could last.

Suddenly, he felt as if something was flowing on his cheeks.

He subconsciously wiped the back of his hand away, ignoring the wetness on the back of his hand. But it didn't take long for it to come again. He vaguely remembered that he had wiped it many times, but he couldn't finish it. He simply didn't care about it, and let it slide freely on his face, drip on his hands, and drip on the ground.

(End of chapter)