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828. Chapter 828: 828 Desert Island Survival 22

Youqi thought for a moment and said, "Maybe there will be big animals on Batian Island that can get the semipermeable membrane."

"Since pirates live in Batian Island, it means there is no shortage of fresh water on that island. There are at least ponds that can store fresh water." Jun Mo Shang answered the words expressionlessly.

"That's right." Feng Jingyun nodded. They are really a family. The two brothers are both smart and quick in thinking. Unfortunately, in the ancient imperial family, it was difficult for brothers to live in harmony. They killed each other for the sake of a dragon chair.

.Jun Monoshang is a prince who was executed by the emperor at birth. With his current power, I am afraid that even if he is willing to give up the throne, the Qitian royal family will not let him go.

When you are halfway through the fight for the throne, you can't say you won't fight for it, because no one will believe that you really won't fight for it. The person in charge will not allow anyone to threaten the imperial court.

Many things, once started, can't be turned back.

"It's a matter of time before we leave this deserted island." Feng Jingyun said, "You go ahead and chop some half-sized wood and find some tough vines to build a raft for preparation. Even if you don't have a knife, with your martial arts and your true energy

It’s not difficult to cut wood.”

The two of them nodded and looked at her reluctantly before leaving.

Feng Jingyun collected all the fresh water from the leaf bowls dripping in the pits and cracks in the rocks, made five larger leaf bowls, and surrounded the bowls with vines to prevent them from falling apart.

Place in the shade and cover with leaves.

Otherwise, if they were packed separately in those pits, the sun would be poisonous in a while and they would all be dried out.

There is no water left to drip from the rocky crevices in the three rocky mountains.

The groundwater in the mud pit she dug first was also scooped out by her and there was no water left.

The only edible fresh water left in the five-leaf bowl is enough to last for a day. I will continue to collect dew at dawn tomorrow and use it for another day.

The drinking water is basically usable, but there is really no way to bathe, do laundry, or even wipe the bath. It is a luxury.

After placing the water bowl, she sat cross-legged, placed her hands on her knees, moved Qi to her Dantian, condensed the Qi to flow throughout her body, closed her eyes, and started practicing.

The living conditions on the desert island are poor. If you get sick, you can't even find medicine. People who practice martial arts have profound skills. Practicing martial arts can not only make the body healthier, but also improve their skills.

In less than half an hour, Jun Youqi and Jun Monoshang each carried more than a dozen pieces of wood about two meters long and as strong as a man's arm tied with vines.

In total, there are more than twenty pieces of wood and two large rolls of tough-looking rattan.

The two took off their coats, wore trousers and shirtless, neatly pieced together the wood with branches removed one by one, and tied it with rattan in an orderly manner.

Feng Jingyun's practice came to an end. She opened her eyes and looked at the two men working under the sun.

They look thin when wearing clothes because they are very tall, but in fact they are not thin. Their bodies are lean and powerful, and they can move quickly.

The sun was scorching the desert island fiercely, and the air was dry and hot. Soon, the two men under the sun were sweating on their cheeks and backs.

She looked at Jun Mo Shang's excessively fair skin. After sunbathing for a while, she didn't see him getting tanned. She thought his skin was probably the kind that doesn't get tanned easily.

Sweat beads slid down from his body and did not enter the waistband of his pants. There was a very manly and sexy look to her. She couldn't help but think of the scenery inside his waistband...

That is not ordinary majesty.

Ci'ao! When did she become so perverted?

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