The man in black robe did not speak.

Long Qian tilted his head and looked at him: "Is it okay to ask for a name? I have no malicious intentions."

It's just for the convenience of communication, so you can't always call me someone, right?

The man in black robe looked at her, finally picked up a dead branch from the ground and gestured a few times.

Water slab.

"..." Long Qian was confused.

After a while, she blushed and pointed to the second word: "How do you pronounce this word...?"

"...splash." The sound was still hoarse, but it seemed to be better than two days ago.

When he said it, even Long Qian felt that his voice was not so uncomfortable.

"Your throat...new injury?"

Shui Yan nodded.

Long Qian let out a breath and inexplicably felt a little pity for him.

I must have a very painful throat when talking to myself that day.

"I have a friend who is a miracle doctor. When I see her in the future, I will ask her to treat you and she will definitely be cured."

She smiled at him comfortably: "Don't be afraid, as long as it is a new injury, it will definitely be healed."

Shui Yan did not respond, as if this injury was not important to him at all.

Long Qian turned out to be trying to comfort her, but she seemed to really not care, so her comfort became worthless.

This person really doesn't care about his body at all.

"Did you... really invite the master?"

Shui Ji stopped talking again. No matter how she looked at herself, she just pretended that she did not exist.

Finally, Long Qian felt bored and left him and went to Feng Chenmo to share snacks.

Shui Jing's eyes fell on her slender back.

The eyes were indescribable, but all the feelings were just in a moment.

After a moment, it disappeared without a trace.

...The army walked for another two days and was very close to the mall.

That night, Feng Chenmo ordered everyone to stop and camp and rest, and he went out for a walk.

When he came back, he carried a bag of things and stuffed them directly into Long Qian's arms.

"Osmanthus Cake?" Long Qian looked disbelief.

We are about to arrive at the mall. Now this place is in a 3-no matter area and is very desolate.

There are no towns nearby, not even villages. Where did his osmanthus cake come from?

"Feng Jing sent it."

"Is Feng shocked?" The legendary person who is super well-informed?

"Then, is there any news over Qing'er?"

"It's safe for the time being." Feng Chenmo's eyes were not far away.

Shui Ji sat on the ground, closing his eyes to rest.

"What are you doing? Have any objections to him?"

While eating osmanthus cake, Long Qian smiled and said, "Don't dislike him, he has such a personality and is very withdrawn!"

"You look like I don't like him?" I don't know if I have been with Long Qian for a long time, but now even Feng Chenmo is willing to talk more.

No longer like the silly big boy before.

"I know many brothers are not very friendly to him, but he is really nothing, he is just a little withdrawn."

After spending a few days with Shui Li, Long Qian seemed to be more and more accepting of him.

Especially when he didn't say anything, he was always depressed, his face was ruined, and his throat was also broken.

This way, it can always easily arouse others' compassion.

"You said, his name is Shui Ji?" Feng Chenmo seemed to think of something.

Long Qian nodded and continued to eat osmanthus cake without saying a word.
Chapter completed!