With the nourishment of water, Feng Luochen's dry lips gradually became moist and his complexion looked much better.
The sun was getting stronger and stronger. Nibao no longer had the strength to move. Besides, there was no place here that could effectively block the sun.
There was no other choice, so Nibao had to take off her coat and use her hands to block the scorching sun for Feng Luochen.
About half an hour later, Nibao's pink fishtail turned back into a pair of white and tender legs.
However, the white and tender legs were covered with scratches.
These were the scratches she received when she was washed down the cliff, and of course the injuries she received when she was dragging her fish tail over the gravel.
Not only that, because Nibao used her coat to block the sunlight for Feng Luochen, she was only wearing a black vest, and her fair back was tanned red by the scorching sun.
The sea was just around the corner, and she could go there anytime she wanted, but she didn't.
In this way, Nibao kept holding up her coat with her hands to block the sunlight for Feng Luochen, while Feng Luochen rested his head on her legs, breathing weakly, with no intention of waking up at all.
A day passed by unknowingly. Nibao's hands were sore and the parts of her back that were exposed to the sun were burning with pain, but she just gritted her teeth and said nothing.
The sun gradually sets in the west, and the calm blue sea is sparkling, dyed with the beautiful orange-red color of the afterglow. Large patches of fiery clouds seem to merge with the sea in the distance, and the sea and sky are connected, with a myriad of beautiful scenery.
However, Nibao was not in the mood to appreciate such scenery.
Feng Luochen's breath was becoming weaker and weaker. Even if there was water to replenish the moisture in his body, it would not be enough.
It's been three or four days and he has to eat.
There was no food in a place like this, and all their backpacks were lost.
In fact, she could go to the sea to catch fish.
But... how can she catch fish to eat...
Oh my god, she is a fish herself...
No, no matter what, Feng Luochen must survive. As long as she holds on, she believes that her brother will find them!
As she thought about it, a determined light flashed in Nibao's beautiful sapphire eyes. Then, she closed her eyes slightly, and with a thought, her legs disappeared, replaced by a pink fishtail.
Holding Feng Luochen's head with both hands, she moved him to the sand beside her and made him lie down.
Looking at her fish tail, Nibao gritted her teeth, stretched out her hand, and pulled out a piece of scale from the bottom of her fish tail.
The moment the fish scales were pulled off, Nibao felt a piercing pain spreading from her fish tail to her whole body.
Blood flowed from the place where the fish scales were pulled out.
She placed the pink fish scale on Feng Luochen's chest.
She remembered that her aunt had used water scales to save her dying uncle, so she should be able to save Feng Luochen as well.
As long as they can hold on until someone comes to rescue them, and then get the water scales back.
The water scales were indeed useful. Seeing Feng Luochen's face gradually turning rosy, a sweet smile appeared on Nibao's pale little face.
Although Feng Luochen was getting better, Nibao, without Shui Lin, became increasingly weak.
He didn't even have the strength to transform back into human form.
Nibao's eyelids gradually became heavy.
I'm so tired and want to sleep... Just a short sleep will be fine...
Nibao's consciousness gradually became blurred, her eyes slowly closed, and the world immediately became dark.