It's been the tenth day since he came to the desert island, the redness and swelling have completely disappeared, and Xingyun has begun to take over the work of the chef. This has significantly improved the quality of food for Xingyun and Cheng Wanshuang.

Temporary trees set up a simple shed in front of the boulder, and put the drunk coconut shells on the ground until it rains to receive the rain, after all, no matter how delicious coconut water is, it can't always be drunk, and the necessary fresh water is still needed, such as for cleansing the body.

Now what makes Xingyun scratch his head is the question about the raft, whenever Xingyun proposes to make a raft, Cheng Wanshuang, who was originally very happy, will suddenly be silent, and it is impossible for Xingyun to cut down trees with a sword without internal strength, not to mention that now only Cheng Wanshuang has a sword, and his broken bridge and iron sword are not brought with him at all. At that time, the storm was pulled out by Cheng Wanshuang in his sleep, and he didn't have time to take it at all.

Thinking of this, Xingyun sighed by the way, and the broken bridge and iron sword that had accompanied him for ten years were probably lost.

Shaking his head, Xingyun turned the grilled fish on the wooden branch, thinking about how to make the grilled fish more delicious, so that he would be happy for a while, and promised to help him make a raft.

In the past few days, after getting along with this senior sister of her day and night, Xingyun finally has some understanding of Cheng Wanshuang's character, the previous cold and now the enthusiasm are all her character, it can also be said that the coldness is accumulated by long-term habits, and enthusiasm is the nature she pursues.

At this time, Cheng Gradual Frost came to Xingyun's side, the exposure to the sun in the past few days, the white skin of Cheng Gradual Frost was painted with a touch of dark color, although it is not quite in line with the aesthetics of ordinary people, but Xingyun feels very healthy, very in line with the lively temperament of Cheng Gradual Frost now, and the previous white is more like the ice and snow on the Tianshan Mountain, beautiful but cold.

"Senior brother, what did you see what I caught?" Cheng Wanshuang sat opposite Xingyun, and the desert island for many days removed the care between the two, at this time, Cheng Wanshuang was just a "short dress", his arms and calves were exposed, and he sat opposite Xingyun very casually, holding a few crabs dangling in front of Xingyun's eyes.

"In the past few days, I'm tired of eating grilled fish every day, how about changing the taste? I know crabs are delicious! Cheng Wanshuang looked like a little daughter, but it was a little similar to the expression of Yuan Sirong, who often asked Xingyun for delicious food, and Xingyun couldn't help but look a little stupid.

Cheng Wanshuang didn't expect Xingyun to look at herself now, but she was thinking about another person in her heart, her face couldn't help but blush, but she didn't speak, she liked Xingyun to look at him like this, these days, as soon as Xingyun was in good health, he was going to make a raft back, which really made Cheng Wanshuang sad for a while, but she also understood that she had only known Xingyun for a short time, and she couldn't compare with his sweetheart at all, but since God let the two of them come to this desert island together, Cheng Wanshuang would never let go of this God-given opportunity. She didn't want to go back to the Tianshan Sword Sect, which not only represented coldness, but also an even more terrifying conspiracy, and the executor of that conspiracy was herself, and she didn't want to do it anymore.

A pungent burnt smell woke up Xingyun, who had fallen into the memories of Yuan Sirong, and hurriedly threw away the grilled fish that had been on fire, and Ling Cheng Gradually laughed again, and the crabs on his hands also waved non-stop.

Xingyun, who was already used to it, didn't care about Cheng Frost laughing at himself, re-skewered fresh fish, and put it on the shelf to prepare to be re-grilled.

Seeing this, Cheng Wanshuang, who had laughed enough, hurriedly handed the crab in his hand to Xingyun, "You must eat this today!" ”

Xingyun said with some embarrassment: "It's not that I don't want to do it, it's that I haven't made crabs before, and I don't know how to start." ”

Cheng Wanshuang didn't expect Xingyun to know how to make crabs, and said boringly: "I thought my junior brother would cook anything!" Boredom threw away the crab, staring at the grilled fish in Xingyun's hand, the atmosphere calmed down for a while, and Cheng Wanshuang said leisurely: "Senior brother, do you really want to go back so much?" ”

The senior sister, who has always been cheerful and lively these days, suddenly spoke to herself in such a melancholy tone, and Xingyun didn't get used to it for a while: she repeated mechanically: "Do I really want to go back so much?" ”

Cheng Wanshuang continued as if he hadn't heard Xingyun's words: "Even if you make a raft, how sure are you that you can go back on that vast sea?" You and I don't know the way, not to mention the vast sea, the wind and waves are fast, how long can a raft last? ”

Xingyun saw that Cheng Wanshuang took the initiative to bring up the matter of the raft this time, but he was not completely sure that he would be able to successfully go back with the raft, but he would give the divine pill to Si Rong no matter what.

Unconsciously turning the grilled fish, Xingyun suddenly asked, "Senior sister, do you want Uncle Green Water?" ”

"Master? Of course, there are only two people in my life who have ever really cared about me, and one of them is my master, who is like my mother. Cheng Wanshuang's expression became softer and softer, and the firelight danced on her face, which was a nostalgia for her mother.

Xingyun didn't know who the other person who really cared about her was, but the sadness revealed in Cheng Wanshuang's words was obvious, which reminded Xingyun of what the Green Water Fairy told him about Cheng Wanshuang's past in the Nanshan Thatched Cottage of the Dan God.

Xingyun, who was about to comfort him, was interrupted by Cheng Wanshuang's words, as if he knew what Xingyun was thinking, Cheng Wanshuang whispered: "That day in Nanshan Thatched Cottage, I heard everything that the master said to his junior brother. Raising his head, he smiled sadly at Xingyun, Cheng Wanshuang's voice was even lower, as if he was telling a story to himself, a miserable, bizarre, and conspiracy story, there was no trace of warmth in this story, and the distance between the beating flame and Cheng Wanshuang seemed to be very close, but it seemed to be very far away.