The two figures clung together as they walked forward.
Although Luo Qiangwei's wound on her hand was hastily bandaged, blood still seeped out, dripping onto the ground…
In the grass not far behind them, thousands of green snakes squirmed restlessly; however, deterred by the unique scent of the blood, not a single one dared to cross the boundary and approach.
......
Not far ahead there was a small river, on slightly elevated ground; Mo Shiche found a cave where hunters had stayed; it was very clean and safe.
He looked around for a thick, long branch, ... for spearfishing.
Luo Qiangwei was suddenly thunderstruck and hurried over without her shoes and socks to stop him, "You should rest a bit… Don't you have a bite wound on your ankle?"
Mo Shiche turned to see her following and immediately frowned, speaking sternly, "Don't you know that the river water will chill your feet?"
