By the time Mo Xingchu became conscious again, it was already early in the morning a day later.

The pain in the ankle twitched and throbbed, and it was probably scratched by a branch when it fell.

Struggling to sit up, eagerly looking for Lu Jingmo's figure.

Finally, when she was still more than ten meters above the ground, she burst out of strength out of nowhere, inserted a dagger into the stone wall, slowed the falling force, and then threw him steadily on a high green grass, while she herself fell on the stone wall below.

He couldn't imagine how much she would be hurt.

"Jingmo, where are you?"

Among the wide green grass and woods, he limped and struggled to find it.

"Kyomo ......"

"Do you hear me?"

After not responding for a long time, his heart became colder and colder, even if he was so anxious that he was about to cry, he finally saw Lu Jingmo who passed out under the tree.

Next to the tree was a large sharp stone wall, and he stumbled past, but when he saw her covered in blood, his hand trembled.

Suppressing the tremors all over his body, he forced himself to calm down, took off her clothes one by one, and examined the wounds on her body.

"Woo......"

He clutched his lips and whimpered.

There are hundreds of wounds, and there are more than a dozen that are deep in the bones.

It was the most serious injury he had ever seen in his medical career.

"Crying for what?"

Lu Jingmo didn't know when he woke up, because he couldn't move, he only looked at him half-open.

"Kyomo ......"

Mo Xingchu's beautiful eyes were full of tears, and the crystal tears kept falling, crying until she couldn't stop.

He also wanted to be strong, but he couldn't.

Every wound on her body was like ripping out his heart.

It really hurts my heart.

Lu Jingmo tried to raise his arm, but he didn't lift the painful cold sweat, so he gave up wiping his tears and slightly hooked the corners of his pale lips:

"Although Chu'er is very beautiful when she cries, I am really thirsty after passing out for so many hours."

Hearing this, Mo Xingchu hurriedly wiped his eyes with his sleeve:

"I'm going to get you some water."

He supported Lu Jingmo, let her sit against the big tree, and then hurried to find the water.

Lu Jingmo looked at his limping figure, and the deliberately curvature on his lips disappeared little by little.

Looking up at the towering cliffs and endless forests, she knew this place even if she had grown up in Sanssouci Mountain since she was a child.

Wild beasts are around, poison is rife, and it is extremely difficult for outsiders to find in, and it is extremely difficult for those inside to get out.

Even Xiao Wan and Luo Tian could only enter the periphery.

So right now, she felt her empty internal force and understood that she was in a desperate situation.

After thinking for a while, he raised his right hand with all his strength, put it on his left shoulder, clicked, and connected the fractured place, his fingertips trembled slightly in pain, but his eyes were full of firmness.

What about the desperate situation?

What she does best is survival in a desperate situation.

Six days later.

"Jingmo, I'm back."

Mo Xingchu came back with a bag full of herbs, and as soon as he approached, he saw Lu Jingmo sitting under a big tree and cutting a bunch of branches with a dagger.

"The injury on your leg is just right, why are you walking around again?"

He complained distressedly.

There are so many branches and dry firewood, I don't know how long it will take to move around.

"I saw that the weather was bad today, and I was afraid that it would rain, so I thought about finding some branches to build a small wooden shed."

"Otherwise, when it really rains, you and I will fall asleep under the tree, and I will probably catch a cold."

Lu Jingmo tilted his face slightly, and let him wipe away the beads of sweat for her.