"It's the third day......"

Fang Wuwei sat by the stream with his head down, looking at the small fish in the stream with a gloomy expression, and muttered to himself.

In the middle of the night three days ago, the Congxin Sect was attacked by the Wantang Sect. First of all, the three masters of the Ten Thousand Tang Sect in the Mahayana period and Xiao Lian clashed with each other, and all of them fell.

After that, the remaining Wantang Sect disciples strangely hatched a monster similar to an alien shape from their bodies. Except for the meat wings, the rest of the monsters have the same ability as "Demon Immunity", that is, the true qi has almost no effect on them.

When Xiao Lian and Mr. Yun were in the air, surrounded by hundreds of monsters. Fang Wuwei gave a suggestion to break the monster's meat wings, so that Xiao Lian could successfully get out of trouble.

But Fang Wuwei didn't expect that those aliens who had lost their ability to fly, as soon as they fell to the ground, they gave up attacking the Heavenly Xiao Lian, and instead killed the disciples of the Congxin Sect on the ground.

Fang Wuwei was also hit in the abdomen by an alien at that time, causing Zheng Koumao and Wu Meng to be dragged away from the heart field. The three of them jumped from the cliff into the water and escaped from the Congxin faction.

"Xiao Lian ......" Fang Wuwei looked at the unpredictable reflection in the stream, and covered his face in annoyance.

After falling into the water that night, Fang Wuwei and his group of three floated along the current for a long time, until they confirmed that no aliens followed, and then they went ashore to survive in this mountain wilderness.

In the past three days, Fang Wuwei felt like a walking corpse every day, in a trance. I kept drowning in the memories of that night, and I couldn't extricate myself.

"Landlord, the Sprinkler family got more than a dozen fish, can you eat them?"

Zheng Koumao and Wu Meng sat on the shore, grilling the fish with a big grin, as if they didn't care about what happened before.

"Eat it......"

Fang Wuwei replied weakly, and then scooped up a little stream water with his hand and gently splashed it on his face to sober himself up.

"Primitives One, you'll starve to death if you don't eat again."

Wu Meng sat on the edge of the oven, holding the tail of the fish in his mouth, opening the bow left and right with both hands, and kept pulling the fish meat on the oven.

Before crossing over from the earth, Wu Meng had already regarded this time as an outing. So he stuffed a bunch of supplies for survival in the wild into Zheng Koumao's space bag. Don't doubt that with these survival supplies, Fang Wu Wei can survive the three of them. After all, they are the ones who even have a fully automatic water dispenser, although the water dispenser cannot be used without a power supply.

Fang Wuwei glanced back at Zheng Koumao and Wu Meng with a gloomy expression, sighed, closed his eyes, and recalled that night, the night when the disciples of the Congxin Sect were drenched in blood.

Shen Chen, who had asked himself a question, was shot through his left arm with his tongue by an alien, and then used his remaining right hand to plunge into the alien's mouth, blood splattered everywhere.

Ah Cheng, who was handsome and generous in Daqing before, lay on the ground covered in blood, tightly holding the book he regarded as a treasure, and looked at himself helplessly and sadly.

And Xiao Lian, who was covered with scars all over his body, floated in the air, looking at the miserable situation on the ground in despair, and then looked at himself with disbelief eyes. That look, like a sharp blade, pierced his heart fiercely.

"Alas......" Fang Wuwei sighed again, looked at the reflection on the stream, and muttered, "I didn't expect things to be like this......"

"Primitives One, give." The crisp children's voice suddenly sounded behind Fang Wuwei.

Fang Wuwei was slightly stunned and looked back.

Wu Meng had already stuffed the white coat into Zheng Koumao's space bag, and now he was only wearing the scientific experiment clothes in the future laboratory. She held two oily grilled fish in her hands and placed them in front of Fang Wuwei.

Fang Wuwei glanced at the grilled fish, sighed again, turned his head and continued to look at the stream, and said in a low voice:

"You really don't need to, you can eat."

"Landlord, eat quickly, we are not to blame for what happened that night." Zheng Koumao took the grilled fish with a big grin, and also ran to Fang Wuwei's side, sat down, and said while gnawing.

Fang Wuwei shook his head, looked at the pebbles looming in the stream, and whispered:

"Mr. Zheng, I'm blaming myself."

Wu Meng glanced at Fang Wuwei, and then sat beside Fang Wuwei with the grilled fish in his hand, opened his big curious eyes, looked at the fish in the stream, and said to Wu Wei:

"Number one, it's not that I said you're bad, but it's true that you're to blame."

Hearing Wu Meng's words, Fang Wu, who was sitting by the stream, was stunned, and then lowered his head.

Wu Meng glanced at Fang Wuwei, then looked at the small fish in the stream, took a bite of the grilled fish in his hand, and continued.

"But No. 1, the blame for you is that you let the leader of the cavemen on the top of the mountain knock down those monsters."

Fang Wuwei frowned, glanced sideways at Wu Meng, and then lowered his head with a gloomy expression, and said in a low voice:

"I didn't think about it that much, I just wanted to save Xiao Lian."

"That's why I said that I should blame you! It's because you only want to save the leader of the cave people on the top of the mountain that you did something wrong~"

Wu Meng took another bite of the grilled fish in his little hand, then took off his small rubber leather shoes, and put his feet into the stream, and the cold stream water swept through the little feet as white as congealed fat, making Wu Meng squeak and laugh.

Fang Wuwei sighed again, looked at Wu Meng helplessly, and asked in a low voice:

"Why...... I just want to save Xiao Lian......"

Wu Meng opened his round eyes wide, and kept looking at the two grilled fish in his hands that had been gnawed by himself, and then the other party Wu Wei said:

"Number one, you eat the grilled fish in the hands of the strong primitives, and I will tell you."

Zheng Koumao and Fang Wuwei were stunned for a moment, glanced at each other, and then Zheng Koumao generously handed the grilled fish in his hand to Fang Wuwei, got up and took another grilled fish on the edge of the oven, and continued to sit next to Fang Wuwei and gnawed it.

Fang Wuwei glanced at Wu Meng with a black line on his face.

Wu Meng kept biting the two skewers of grilled fish in his hand, blinking and waiting for Fang Wuwei to eat Zheng Koumao's fish.

Seeing Wu Meng like this, Fang Wuwei sighed slightly, and had no choice but to nibble on the grilled fish in his hand that was half eaten by Zheng Koumao.

Fang Wuwei just ate two bites, and he couldn't stop. To be honest, this grilled fish is really delicious. After all, in the past three days, I have hardly eaten a grain of rice.

Wu Meng watched Fang Wuwei finish eating the grilled fish and smiled with satisfaction. Then he took out the low-level magic weapon that he had been playing with before, like a teapot, and said to Wu Wei seriously:

"No. 1, this time it's your fault for just trying to save the leader of the cavemen on the top of the mountain! It's your fault for letting those monsters scatter! Do you know what this teapot-like thing is for? ”

Fang Wuwei frowned and shook his head. First, I don't know what that teapot is for, and second, I can't understand why Wu Meng blames herself for saving Xiao Lian.

Wu Meng opened the teapot and showed the contents of the teapot in front of Fang Wuwei and Zheng Koumao.