精灵之森动漫

   No, it comes in handy now.

  Yu Wenfan looked at him leisurely, with a playful smile on the corner of his mouth, "Including this one, you have already taken two of my life-saving medicines, Fu Juncheng, how do you want to thank me this time?"

   Swallowing the pill, Fu Juncheng pursed his lips, "How many blind dates can I introduce you to?"

  Yu Wenfan put the remaining pill back into the bottle and carefully put it away.

   This is a good thing to save your life.

  Hearing what he said, Yu Wenfan raised his eyebrows, and said bluntly, "Okay, then introduce Gu Qingning to me."

  If it weren't for the lack of strength now, Fu Juncheng would definitely give him a fist.

"go away."

   Seeing that he still had the strength to joke around, Yu Wenfan's heart fell to the ground.

  He turned his face to look at the sea in the distance, and sighed.

   "Fu Juncheng, I didn't expect that the two of us would have a day of trouble together."

  Fu Juncheng laughed and joked, "I can't tell, you're still seasick."

  He wouldn't be here now if he hadn't followed that ship.

  Yu Wenfan gave him a blank look, and firmly refused to admit that he was seasick. He said stubbornly, "Who gets seasick? It's because the dilapidated ship is too rubbish, and the person who drove it is too bad."

   Mentioning the man who sailed the boat, Fu Juncheng Qingjun's brows and eyes were engulfed by frost, and his face sank.

   "Did you see what the man who drove the boat looked like?"

  Yu Wenfan thought for a while, then shook his head, "It was so dark at that time, and that man was wearing a hat, so he couldn't see his face at all."

  Fu Juncheng's expression became colder, and he said thoughtfully, "The mantis is catching the cicada, and the oriole is behind. There should be another wave of people besides us that night."

  Another wave? Yu Wenfan frowned, and asked jokingly, "Your enemy?"

  The serious atmosphere was broken by his words.

  Fu Juncheng glanced at him, then sneered, "You are the enemy."

  Yu Wenfan smiled casually, and then thought of their current situation, his expression was a little helpless.

   "I don't know when I can leave this ghost place."

   He's already married a wife, but he hasn't yet, so he's a bit of a loser.

  Fu Juncheng didn't speak, he walked around, and his eyes fell on the forest not far away.

  He casually mentioned, "Go inside?"

   Before they think of a way to leave, they have to live first.

  Yu Wenfan followed his line of sight and saw the endless forest, so he agreed without hesitation.

  He stood up and handed Fu Juncheng his hand, "You can do it, don't hold on."

   "It's okay." Fu Juncheng took his hand and stood up with his strength.

  Yu Wenfan glanced at him, supported him with one hand, and slowed down his pace.

   After walking a long way, the two of them didn't even see a living thing.

  Yu Wenfan was furious, and complained for the nth time, "What a place, such a big forest, there is not even a rabbit."

  Fu Juncheng glanced at the tree beside him from the corner of his eye, retracted the hand on his shoulder, and walked over slowly.

   "Hey, what are you doing?" Yu Wenfan looked at him in bewilderment.

  Fu Juncheng looked at the wild fruits on the tree, picked one at random, and threw it at Yu Wenfan.

   "Next."

  Yu Wenfan raised his hand reflexively to pick it up, seeing the purple fruit in his hand, with an expression of disbelief.

   "Are you sure this is edible?"

  He asked, raising his eyes to look at Fu Juncheng, "Isn't he going to eat dead people?"

   Don’t be killed by the bomb, but be poisoned to death by a fruit, then they are too unlucky.

  Fu Juncheng picked the fruit while putting it in his pocket, and said softly, "Don't worry, I won't die."

  Yu Wenfan asked doubtfully, "Is it true?"

  Fu Juncheng said, "I have eaten it before."

  Yu Wenfan heard him say that he had eaten, and the last trace of doubt in his heart was dispelled.

  He stepped forward to help pick the fruit.

   The two didn't return the same way until their pockets were full.

  Back to the tree where he was just now, Yu Wenfan took the fruit to wash.

  He walked back with his hands full of fruit, and saw Fu Juncheng with his eyes closed, his heart skipped a beat.

   "Fu Juncheng?" He called out tentatively.

  Fu Juncheng slowly opened his eyes, his voice was low and hoarse, "Don't worry, I'm not dead."

  Yu Wenfan rolled his eyes, sat next to him, and stuffed him with a few washed fruits, "It's better if you don't die, lest I have to spend effort to bury you."

  Fu Juncheng smiled lowly, and took a bite of the fruit.

   Seeing that he was fine after eating, Yu Wenfan took a sip, and frowned with the word Sichuan.

   "Bah."

  He turned his head and spit out the fruit in his mouth, with a look of disgust on his face, "It's sour and astringent, so unpalatable."

   Is this edible for humans?

  Yu Wenfan turned his head to look at Fu Juncheng, watching him take one mouthful after another, a bit of astonishment appeared in his black eyes.

   "Fu Juncheng, you can actually eat this stuff?"

   Does he have no sense of taste?

  Fu Juncheng finished eating one fruit, and picked up the second one to eat. He glanced at him with an indifferent expression, "Do you have anything else to eat?"

  Yuwen Sanskrit plug, “…”

  He bowed his head, staring at the fruit in his hand with a bitter expression.

  Finally, he held back his disgust and ate two fruits.

  Maybe the medicine given by Yu Wenfan had an effect. Fu Juncheng took a rest for a while and gradually regained his strength.

  He supported the tree and stood up slowly.

  Those deep eyes swirled back and forth, looking around

   This deserted island is uninhabited. If they want to leave here, they can only save themselves.

  He said, "Gather some firewood first."

  Yu Wenfan looked at him blankly, "What are you doing picking up firewood?"

   Forgive him, a proud son of heaven born with a golden spoon in his mouth, who has the best food, clothing, housing and transportation, how can he suffer this kind of suffering.

   "Light a fire." Fu Juncheng shook the sand on his coat, and said in a low voice, "Roast the clothes. If a ship passes by and sees smoke here, we have a higher chance of being discovered."

  Yu Wenfan thought about it, and it seemed to make sense.

   "Then I'll pick it up, and you start the fire."

  He can still pick up firewood, but let’s forget about lighting a fire, he can’t get it.

  Fu Juncheng nodded.

  Yu Wenfan took off his wet coat, hung it on the tree, and turned to pick up firewood.

  …

  The gate of the manor.

  Princess Carona looked at Gu Zhao with gentle eyes full of reluctance.

  She pursed her lips and wanted to speak many times, but she didn't know what to say.