The moon sets and the sun rises, black and white alternate, I don't know how much time passes quietly, and I don't know how many people will be gradually forgotten.

Jiang Ming woke up from the confusion, but when he opened his eyes, he was in a trance, only to see the sun in the sky, a few white clouds, bright and shining, it was a big day!

He felt as if he had been in a dream, but everything that had happened on that terrible and desperate night came to his mind like a tide. Even the demonic towering giant tree was in front of him, but it was no longer as straight into the clouds as he remembered, but leaned steeply against the stone wall next to it, and all the tentacles of the root system were all exposed to the sun, without a trace of life, extremely dry, as if it had been sucked dry by something, in an extremely strange posture, stiffly piercing into a cave full of rubble at the very high point of the stone wall.

Jiang Ming was lying on the ground, just about to sit up, when he frowned, not only did he feel that he was in pain and weak, but one leg was even more difficult to move, and he slowed down for a long time, so he could be regarded as sitting up on his back.

He didn't know how long he had been unconscious, and he didn't know how he survived. When I woke up, I felt that my chest was close to my belly, and my lips and throat were even more dry as if they were on fire, and I subconsciously touched my waist, but I felt empty, and then I suddenly remembered that the dry food I brought with me had already been plundered by the mandrill on the first night of entering Liuyun Mountain.

Looking around, this is a small and narrow abyss in the conjecture, with stone walls almost as high as ancient trees, and there is no water source here except for messy gravel, not even the plants next to it.

Not only is he injured now, but his strength is also very weak, not to mention the sword at the moment, it is a problem to stand up, trapped here, I am afraid that he will not wait for his injuries to improve, and he will starve to death and die of thirst!

Jiang Ming was in a daze, and suddenly heard a slight abnormal sound nearby, and the sound came from the other side of the leaning ancient tree, because it was covered by the body of the huge ancient tree, he couldn't see what it was.

As soon as he was nervous, he immediately wanted to hold the sword, but his hand was empty, and he didn't know where he dropped the Qianchen Immortal Sword when he was unconscious, and the sound came again. Jiang Ming's heart was horizontal, and he dragged his legs and slowly moved over from the ground.

When he arrived on the other side of the ancient tree's body, his whole eyes lit up, the front dust sword was actually inserted upside down on the ground, and the ground within a radius of several feet was all cracked, and it was even about to turn into powder, and not far from the sword body, among the messy rubble, there were still two black birds lying scattered, not the raven I had seen before.

One of the larger ravens had their feathers exploded, their legs stiff and lifeless, and the smaller one was crushed under a piece of rubble, with only one wing exposed, and was fluttering lightly, faintly, looking like it was already dying.

Jiang Ming didn't know why the raven appeared here, but in this predicament, seeing another living creature was inexplicably a little kind.

Although the raven was dying and depressed, when he saw someone approaching at this time, as if it was the instinct of a creature, his pupils immediately shrank, and he was quite in a posture of being ready for battle.

Of course, Jiang Ming didn't care if it would have an opinion, and carefully removed the gravel on it, only to see that its pressed wings were weakly drooping down, and its feathers were messy with bloodstains, and it was estimated that it was broken, and it was similar to his own situation!

"Yikes!"

Jiang Ming just stretched out his hand, but his hand was painful, and when he stretched it out, he was scratched by the raven coldly, but fortunately, the raven was injured and weak, and the wound was only almost non-existent blood leaching out.

He was secretly annoyed that this beast really didn't know what to do, but when he saw the raven looking pitiful and waiting to die, he instantly felt sympathy, and his heart softened most of it, thinking about what a beast knows, not to mention that he is going to die, and what is angry with it, so he slowly picked it up.

The raven in his hand struggled twice at first, but then he probably lost his energy, his head turned to one side, his eyes half-open, and he was drowsy.

Jiang Ming leaned on the trunk of the ancient tree, gently stroked its dark feathers, and a slight wry smile seemed to appear on his tired and weak face, "Bird, I didn't expect that it would be you who died with me in the end." ”

When the raven heard the sound, its half-open eyes suddenly widened, but it slowly closed after a while, not knowing whether it was because it had no energy to support it, or because of the caress on its back, it understood that Jiang Ming was not hostile, so it let down its guard.

After sitting like this for a long time, Jiang Ming's energy and joy when he woke up completely dissipated, and a sense of tiredness and sleepiness came to his heart again. He gently put the raven on his lap, stared blankly at the gravel in front of him, and fell asleep in a daze.

When he woke up again, it was already night.

The cool air of the mountains mixed with the faint moonlight, like a lingering mist, gently drifted in the sky above.

Jiang Ming only felt that his whole body was so cold, and this coldness seemed to seep into his heart along his entire body. He glanced down at the raven, who was now clinging to his thighs, motionless, half-asleep.

He lifted one side of his coat and placed it lightly on half of the raven's body.

In the middle of the moon, the surrounding stone walls also looked cold and hideous in the moonlight, and there were many traces of damage;

Jiang Ming looked at it blankly for a long time.

I don't know what happened to Senior Sister Yu.......

He suddenly said this in his heart, and he couldn't help but recall that in the falling rock, a beautiful woman who was almost unconscious had a tear that slipped down leisurely.

If Senior Sister Yu survives, will she come back to me? Maybe, is that tear shed for me?

When he thought of this, he was stunned for a moment, then he was silent for a long time, looked down at the raven beside him, his face seemed to be much softer, and said faintly: "Bird, did you say?"

The raven could not understand, let alone what he was thinking, but opened his eyes slightly, then tilted his head, and crouched down again.

The night was long, and a man and a bird snuggled up to each other like this, as if they had become each other's only support.

The raven had been groggy all the time, and Jiang Ming looked at the moon, thoughtfully, and said something from time to time, as if at the night when he was about to die, people also became inexplicable.

"Bird, bird, you said that if we die, will anyone still remember us in the future? By the way, my senior sister doesn't know what happened, if she knew that I was dead, she would definitely be sad for me, and I can't go back with her again......."

"That'...... If my father knew that his son had died, would he be sad, and would he regret that he hadn't been with me for so many years......

"Birds...... Birds......"

And the night passed, and the day dawned.

I don't know how many days have passed since one person and one bird, and almost all of them have slept more and woken up less. Even one day Jiang Ming woke up, but the bird didn't move for a long time, he was suddenly scared in his heart, the fear of being alone drowned him, but fortunately, the bird woke up again, he took a breath, looked at the bird, and said weakly: "Bird, you must die behind me......"

Later, Jiang Ming's lips exploded, his eyes were dizzy, and he didn't even have the strength to speak, but he leaned on the ancient tree in a hazy consciousness, and when he was about to sink to death, a hairy strange appearance suddenly appeared on his face.

He struggled, and finally opened his eyes with great difficulty, and vaguely saw a strange and terrifying ugly face, but he couldn't make any reaction of fear or surprise, and he was in a trance for a long time, as if he remembered something, and made a voice like a dream: "Yes...... Be...... You ......"

"Gaga-huh....... Quack Quack!"

When the figure here heard the response, he immediately became excited, jumping left and right, and then suddenly quieted down, twisted his head, and stretched out a fluffy palm, on which there was a cyan fruit!

Jiang Ming looked at it blankly, swallowed his saliva vaguely, and after a while, he stretched out his hand with difficulty, but it was trembling, I was afraid that if he held the fruit in his hand, it would fall immediately.

The figure looked a little anxious, and then simply stepped forward and fed the fruit to Jiang Ming's mouth himself.

Jiang Ming chewed slowly, he couldn't even taste what this fruit tasted like at the moment, but there was a hint of cold water in it that made him crazy.

I don't know if I have eaten the fruit, but in a trance, he fell asleep again.

It wasn't until he opened his eyes again that his consciousness was not so trance-like, and at the same time he felt extremely hungry and thirsty, and when he looked down, he found more than a dozen wild fruits of different green and yellow on his legs!

Jiang Ming was stunned and couldn't help himself, reached out to pick up the wild fruits, and ate them one by one, with a faint and cool meaning coming from his throat that made him reborn. When he finally felt full, he suddenly remembered the bird beside him, and quickly looked at it, but he didn't expect that the bird was eating the residue of wild fruits, and it was still alive and well, and even better than himself.

Only then did he relax slightly, leaning against the ancient tree and resting for a long time before he felt that the strength of his body was slowly recovering. At the same time, he also found that there were large green marks on the wound on the side of his leg, and when he looked closely, it turned out to be crumpled leaves, and there was a strange smell.

Jiang Ming really couldn't believe all this, and he was stunned for a long time before he came to his senses, and his heart suddenly had mixed feelings.

Just as he was distracted, a few strange screams suddenly came from the ancient tree above his head, and then several monsters "swished" in front of his eyes.

The strange colored face, with a long red nose and hideous fangs, is not a mandrill, what is it?

And at this time, they are still holding a lot of wild fruits in their arms!

Even though Jiang Ming was prepared in his heart, he was also shocked when he saw it, and several mandrills seemed to have noticed that his state had improved.