The male protagonist has no descendants! Don't worry, the host is pregnant with many children

Lu Zhihuan went to the other side and entered the space, throwing his clothes and socks into the washing machine.

She was a little hungry, so she went to eat something to fill her stomach.

Baili Yunche took advantage of Lu Zhihuan's absence to quickly wash his body. Even though he felt weak all over, he rubbed it hard.

Lu Zhihuan finished eating in the space and then left the space with his half-wet clothes.

Hang the clothes on the tree branch.

Grill the fish while you're at it.

She had to go and check on the guy in the river quickly, otherwise he would turn into a puff. He still had wounds on his body!

Baili Yunche had already put on his inner clothes again and was still sitting in the water.

Lu Zhihuan rolled up the hem of her skirt to her waist, pulled up her pants, and went into the river to rescue the person.

After struggling to pull him out, Lu Zhihuan's clothes were soaked.

Baili Yunche sat on the stone slab. Fortunately, there was plenty of sunshine and he felt warm.

Lu Zhihuan took out medicine from his bag and treated his wound again.

There's also a little bit of systemic medicine mixed in here, so the wound can heal faster.

Suddenly she smelled a burnt smell.

"Oh no, my fish." She quickly got up to check her grilled fish.

Fortunately, it was only half burnt.

When Lu Zhihuan handed the grilled fish to Baili Yunche, he lowered his head and said, "I'm really sorry, you can just make do with it."

Baili Yunche took it helplessly, "Nothing."

On the third day, before daybreak, Lu Zhihuan hurriedly pulled him out and walked along the river. At least they could eat a fish from time to time.

They stopped and walked along the way, and Baili Yunche didn't eat that much because it was really inconvenient for him to go to the toilet, so a simple meal to fill his stomach would be enough.

At night, the two of them washed in the river separately. The sun was too strong during the day and they were sweating all over. If they didn't wash at night, they would feel uncomfortable all over.

Lu Zhihuan pounded his arm and said, "Let's continue our journey tonight, otherwise we won't be able to save you in time."

"No need." Baili Yunche refused. He knew in his heart that with her speed, no matter how fast she walked, she would not be able to reach her in time.

Lu Zhihuan took some powerful pills. Anyway, she didn't feel tired at all. It was too hot to travel during the day and too cold to sleep at night.

Wouldn’t it be just right if it were reversed?

"No." Lu Zhihuan rolled up his sleeves and pushed him down without saying a word.

Just pull him away.

Baili Yunche looked up at her back. It seemed that he really wanted to save her.

Lu Zhihuan walked and talked about her fiancé who disappeared when she was twelve years old.

She kept speculating about what had happened to her fiancé and why he hadn't come home yet?

Baili Yunche said nothing, just listened quietly. At this moment, he actually envied his fiancé who was so caring about her.

We walked and stopped again, and a night passed.

It's dawn, and the sun is particularly bright today.

Lu Zhihuan’s strength pills have lost their effect. Well, it’s time to rest.

She placed Baili Yunche under a tree to protect him from the sun, and she sat beside him and fell asleep.

Baili Yunche listened to the steady breathing beside his ears and couldn't help but open his eyes.

He lowered his head and slowly spread out Lu Zhihuan's hands. There were several blisters on both hands, some of which had already broken.

996 [Unexpected? They're all fake. Hehe!]

Baili Yunche let go of her hand, still without any expression.

At noon, they really had nothing to eat, so they simply ate some green mulberries and wild strawberries.

It would be better not to eat. She had acid reflux in her stomach. She hadn't eaten enough, so naturally she couldn't defecate.

She is just an ordinary woman, and she also has a heart disease. After struggling for so many days, she should be unable to continue.

She was lazy and didn't move much for most of the day. She didn't drink water for a long time and her lips turned pale.

Baili Yunche finally realized something was wrong. He raised his hand with great effort and turned her face over. Seeing her pale lips, he remembered that she had a heart disease.

He reluctantly picked up the water bag beside him, shakily handed it to her mouth, and fed her some water.

Seeing that she was still conscious, I breathed a sigh of relief.

Lu Zhihuan half leaned against the tree trunk, opened his eyes drowsily, and met his gaze.

Her eyes were blurry. She slowly raised her hand and stroked his cheek, muttering, "Brother Yun Che, you're back, aren't you?"

Baili Yunche didn't hide, nor did he speak.

Lu Zhihuan was not awake at all. She barely recited a line and then fell asleep again leaning on him.

As the sky gradually darkened, Lu Zhihuan woke up from hunger. She rubbed her stomach and said, "I'm so hungry."

She seemed to have just realized that she was leaning on someone, and she quickly stood up, lowered her head, and said with a flushed face, "...I'm sorry, you must be hungry, I'll go find something to eat."

She stood up and ran away without looking back.

Baili Yunche just glanced at her lightly and then looked away.

He moved his left hand and pressed it on her for two hours, his entire arm trembling.

There are still two days until the poison takes effect, and he will find an opportunity to leave tomorrow.

Lu Zhihuan went to the space and caught a fat pheasant. "I should give him some nourishment for the next two days!" she muttered.

Otherwise she would be too embarrassed to take action tomorrow!

She came back carrying the pheasant with its head twisted off, as if she had forgotten the embarrassment just now. She smiled sweetly at him and said, "I caught a pheasant."

She went to the river to pluck the hair and process the internal organs while talking to him, "When my heart disease was not serious, Dad would let me and my brothers go to the back mountain to practice sword.

There are bamboo chickens in the bamboo forest on the back mountain. They are not very big, and my fellow disciples and I will roast them and eat them together.

Later, my heart disease became more and more serious, and such opportunities became rare. "

Baili Yunche never looked at her, but he heard every word Lu Zhihuan said.

After dealing with the chicken, she got up and picked up some dry firewood, started a fire with a flint, skewered the chicken, and roasted it over the fire.

She got up again and went to the woods to look for herbs that could serve as seasoning.

She grabbed a handful and found a concave stone to crush the herbs. She also secretly added some salt.

Her mouth has been tasteless these days. If it has no taste at all, she won't be able to swallow it.

After baking for more than half an hour, it was finally done.

Lu Zhihuan came up to him with the chicken and the "dipping sauce" and said, "You must be starving. Let me feed you."

Baili Yunche had to put a lot of effort into every move he made, so Lu Zhihuan didn't let him do anything.

The chicken tasted pretty good when he put it in his mouth. He chewed it slowly.

She ate while mumbling, "I need to eat more too, otherwise I won't have the energy."

When Baili Yunche heard her say this, he immediately understood that she was going to travel overnight again.

He swallowed a mouthful of meat and said nothing.

In a short while, only the bones of the chicken were left.

Lu Zhihuan got up, packed up, and took him on the journey.

Even though Baili Yunche was not asleep, he kept his eyes closed, listening to Lu Zhihuan chattering about Baili Yunche's childhood.

"Brother Yun Che started to read poetry and books when he was three years old.

I started learning martial arts at the age of five.

Uncle Baili and Dad both said that he was a martial arts genius rarely seen in a century.

By the age of eight he had mastered horse riding and archery, and could hit the target with a single shot from a hundred paces away.

When he was ten years old..."

Lu Zhihuan was writing a story with great enthusiasm when he was interrupted by him.

"I'm not Baili Yunche." He opened his eyes and spoke lightly.