Whose Fists are Harder?

There seemed to be something wet on the back of her hand. Fu Xi opened her eyes in a daze.

It was Little Bear licking her hand.

She suddenly sat up and saw Gong Hao lying beside her, still unconscious.

"Ah Hao," Fu Xi called out anxiously and checked his body again. Seeing that he was not injured and that his stomach was a little bloated, she hurriedly pressed his abdomen with both hands.

Gong Hao regained consciousness as he spat out a mouthful of water.

"Cough cough… Xi'er, I'm fine." Gong Hao sat up and hugged Fu Xi comfortingly.

The two of them quickly understood the situation.

They were downstream of the river and the water here was calm. Beside them were sparse trees and occasionally, small animals could be seen.

The surroundings were relatively serene. There was no sign of the killers.

Seeing that both of them were awake, Little Bear nudged Fu Xi with its head aggrievedly. It was starving.

"I'm hungry too."