In the original live broadcast [Crossover]

Zhu Xun opened his mouth gently, and found that he was speechless, and there were many cracks on his lips. With a little force, blood flowed out, and he closed his mouth again in pain.

There was a lot of sand on the ground, and it looked as if he had encountered a disaster. Zhu Xun moved his body and found that he was tightly hugged by furry things, and there seemed to be something pressing on his head.

Zhu Xun looked up, and saw a beast's head covered with white fur lightly knocked on top of his head. The orc who wrapped him in his arms was sleeping. With breathing, his huge body rose and fell slightly, and the hot air from his nasal cavity blew away. On Zhu Xun's hair, it was warm and hot.

At his hand is the beating heart of the beast, which is the origin of life and the most vulnerable part of the body. If Zhu Xun does something, he can easily hurt the beast that protects him.

Zhu Xun didn't expect Xiu to trust him so much.

He thought that Xiu just relied on him and had the feeling of a companion, but now... Xiu cares about him more than he imagined.

He didn't have to hold himself in his arms, as long as he gave a little warmth, Zhu Xun could survive the sandstorm last night.

It was very warm to be hugged by the orc like this. Zhu Xun couldn't tell what it felt like. He was a little dazed, looking at the sand on the ground and wandering. When he looked at Xiu on his body, he woke up a long time ago.

"You're awake." Zhu Xun looked at the pebble-sized pupils in front of him, and his mood improved inexplicably, "Thank you last night."

Xiu didn't say anything, he raised his neck, revealing his beautifully shaped neck, with many fine fluff distributed on the back of his neck and chest, which looked extremely warm.

Zhu Xun looked at it, stretched out his hand to touch it lightly, Xiu didn't stop him, he looked at the blood on Zhu Xun's lips, as if comforting an injured cub, and carefully licked away the dazzling blood with his tongue.

Zhu Xun: "..." Why do I feel like I'm being treated like a child.

After a long time, Xiu let go of Zhu Xun and stood up from the ground. Zhu Xun touched the wet marks on his face, and Xiu put away the barb on his tongue very well. He didn't feel any pain.

It was very cold in the room, and the air was filled with a faint smell of sand and dust. Zhu Xun folded his arms and was about to remove the wood.

Suddenly, some clothes fell on his head, Zhu Xun took off the clothes, just saw Xiu's face, Xiu tilted his head to look at him for a while, then stretched out his tail and gently stroked Zhu Xun's face, the movements were very natural.

"Are you asking me to put it on?"

Xiu nodded, and Zhu Xun quickly put on his clothes. Sure enough, his body was no longer so cold with the cover, but after he put on his clothes, he discovered the problem.

"I wear your clothes, what are you going to wear?"

Zhu Xun's voice was a little hoarse, and Xiu lay down on the ground, staring at him closely with a pair of pebble-sized animal pupils.

"You...you want to stay at home?" Zhu Xun asked uncertainly.

Xiu nodded, and began to help him move the wood. Zhu Xun wrapped his oversized clothes tightly, and when he was about to go out, he asked him worriedly.

"Xiu, don't let others...discover you."

He couldn't guarantee whether he could stay and repair this time.

Xiu blinked, and stepped forward to lick Zhu Xun's face lightly. Zhu Xun wanted to say something more, but Xiu lowered his head again, and arched Zhu Xun's back with his furry head, motioning him to leave.

"Then... I'm leaving." Zhu Xun took one last look at Xiu, and reluctantly walked out of the room.

At this moment, the big black lost its heat source, and ran to Xiu in a daze, and burrowed into Xiu's arms with all his strength. Xiu, who always cared about it, was very tolerant at the moment, stretched out his claws and hugged the big black into his arms.

However, Zhu Xun, who walked outside the house, couldn't see this. At this moment, he was already shocked by the tragic image of Morata.

The outside world was even worse than he had imagined. The sky was gray and cold, and there was no blue to be seen. The warm and delicate sky in the past had lost its temperature, and now it looked stiff and cold.

Most of Morata’s tents have been blown away, and the sand piles on the ground show obvious changes. Some people’s houses are almost half buried, and a few people are almost swallowed up. Some people crawl out of the sand piles, looking disheartened Cleaning up the sand pile, many people are cleaning up the mess, and the residents without clothes shrink back and carefully carry the sand from their homes.

Where the patriarchs and elders live there are many black spots moving, organized teams helping every family to clear the gravel outside their houses.

In contrast, Zhu Xun's condition is already very good. He swallowed, only to feel that his throat was dry and about to smoke. Now, he just wants to drink a sip of water, it's as simple as that.

He picked up the water jar and walked down the sand dunes carefully. At this time, there were many people filling water by the Bridge River. Zhu Xun walked to the side, trying not to let himself appear in their sight.

The flow of the Brigi River is still as fast, and the water level seems to be higher than yesterday. Some fish flow in it, very happy.

Zhu Xun didn't have such a happy mind. He first flushed the water tank with water, and then began to fill it. Due to the sandstorm last night, the river water was not very clean. If he wanted to drink it, he had to settle down.

Zhu Xun took the full jug home and connected several jugs before giving up. When he got home, he first checked to see if there was anyone around. Maybe it was because every family was in trouble, and those who were usually idle and panicked were also in trouble. Don't come to him anymore.

Zhu Xun was a little relieved. Instead of clearing the sand, he started to build a fire. In such a cold day, eating jerky is definitely not enough. Drinking a cup of hot water is much better than eating dry food. Besides, Xiu lay on the ground all night , he didn't want to wrong Xiu.

Zhu Xun has always been very fond of Xiu and Dawu.

It's a pity that the sandstorm wiped away everything in the campfire, leaving only a circle of big rocks, and he had to start all over again.

When Zhu Xun came out of the smoke, it was already 10 to [-] minutes later. He picked up the dry things that had been placed under the big rocks, kneaded them into a ball, put them on the wood burning the smoke, and blew them hard. After a while, the inside of the velvet chips A small cluster of fiery red rises, burning at a speed visible to the naked eye, until it rises into flames.

Zhu Xun fetched wood and withered grass again, and took three black fish from the stone house. He wanted to put the fish in a self-made pot, but the water was muddy and could not be used now. After thinking about it, Zhu Xun took out three black fish. The thin wood stuck the fish up and set it up by the campfire.

Da Wu didn't know when he moved to the door. He looked at the glowing red flames in the bonfire, his eyes softened a lot.

Next, Zhu Xun began to filter the water. After sedimentation, the large particles in the water had sunk to the bottom. Zhu Xun poured the relatively clean water from the upper layer into the empty tank, and took the charcoal left over from the usual wood burning. Finally, he wove a straw mat the size of the spout out of hemp on the spot, put the charcoal on the straw mat, and finally wove a larger straw mat to cover the charcoal and the spout.

This is a simple filtration system. Due to the difficult conditions, he could not use cloth and other items as a filter layer. After doing all this, Zhu Xun stood up, squeezed the outermost straw mat with his hands, and poured water into the empty pot. pour in.

Because of his lack of strength, a little water spilled on the ground, which made Zhu Xun's flesh hurt for a while, but this time the filtered water was already very clear.

Zhu Xun took out the last three fish, put them into the pot, and put water for three people, and put them on the campfire.

At this point, the fish that was forked onto the wood is almost half-cooked.

Zhu Xun raised the fire to a higher level, found the sharp-edged stones he usually uses to cut open the grilled fish, and put them on the fire, so that the fish would be cooked faster.

During this period, Zhu Xun didn't want to rest, so he went to wash the stone, put it outside the fire pit, and put some dried meat on it. After a while, the sound of the meat being roasted came out.

Dawu pricked up his ears, and happily ran to Zhu Xun's side, waiting at the side. Zhu Xun looked at the dancing flames in the bonfire, and the bewilderment caused by the arrival of the sandstorm in his heart eased a lot.

Just looking at the flames seems to have found a home.

At this moment, Zhu Xun finally understood the meaning of lighting a fire in the primitive society, and now he wanted to go around the bonfire, especially.

Today's live broadcast did not start. Zhu Xun received yesterday's settlement. Because the trigger task ranks high, he has already reached more than 900 on the list. However, he only has seven days left.

The more forward the anchor, the stronger the strength will be. If Zhu Xun wants to move forward, he must put in more efforts, even for the sake of Xiu and Dawu...he must be strong.

Zhu Xun lowered his head deeply. He felt very tired. During this time, he tried not to think about the worst consequences, but the scene of Xiu and Dawu disappearing uncontrollably appeared in front of him, and he couldn't ignore it.

Zhu Xun also didn't want to think about the days after losing Xiu and Dawu.

What kind of loneliness would that be?

Thinking of this, he was extremely disappointed, and the wet eyes of Da Wu could not make him relax, on the contrary, his pressure was getting heavier and heavier.

Suddenly, there was a wet touch on the top of his head, and Zhu Xun looked up - it was Xiu who was licking his head.

Seeing Zhu Xun's reaction, Xiu stopped licking. He lowered his head and began rubbing his hairy head against Zhu Xun's head, as if acting like a spoiled child.

"Go back quickly, orcs are not allowed to transform here." Zhu Xun half-rejected and pushed Xiu back into the house. When he wanted to get out, Xiu insisted on him and refused to leave.

"...I still have to go to dinner." Zhu Xun said helplessly as he stroked the smooth fur on Xiu's body.

Xiu's throat suddenly made a gurgling sound, and then he fell into Zhu Xun's arms. Zhu Xun was itchy from being rubbed by him, and finally laughed.

"Zhu Xun, don't be sour."

A deep and hoarse voice came, it was Xiu's voice.

"I don't like your troubles."

Zhu Xun hugged Xiu's neck tightly and let out a soft 'hmm'.

Xiu's voice seemed to be the same as Zhu Xun's. He followed suit and finally poured out three bowls of water. After drinking the water, they both felt much better.

Then, it was time to eat. Cooked food is the most comforting to humans. Zhu Xun's mood improved a lot and he didn't feel cold anymore. He returned his clothes for repairs, and the two began to clean up the sand piles around the house.

After doing all this, it was getting late again. Xiu and Zhu Xun came to Bridge, one fishing and the other washing pots. Suddenly, there was a mournful cry from Morata.

It was a woman's voice, she was crying heart-piercingly, as if she had lost the most important thing.

At this time, the residents by the river began to talk about it.

"Have you heard? Maggie's baby got lost in a sandstorm!"

"Paolas, no one survives a sandstorm!"

"Oh... Poor Maggie."

After briefly discussing Maggie's misfortune, several people hurried back. Zhu Xun also heard it. He looked at Xiu and felt very grateful.

No matter what, he still has Xiu and Dawu now.

That night, Morata had another strong wind. This time it was completely different from the sandstorm last night. Amid the strong wind, raindrops fell on the desert.

The author has something to say: I almost broke the update... I was so scared that my hands were shaking