Although Meng Xian felt something was wrong when he heard this, but after thinking about the sentence about worrying about you, he felt very happy. He finally raised the corner of his mouth and smiled, but Ling Ziliang did not smile and still looked at the person in front of him with a sad face.

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After walking for a while, Ling Ziliang began to complain that he was tired, and kept complaining: "How far is it? Why haven't we arrived yet? I am so tired." But in fact, he didn't go very far.

Ling Zhexiao, whose veins popped out as he was being talked about along the way, clenched his fists. He was not deaf, so he naturally listened to everything Ling Ziliang and Meng Xian said just now, which is why his forehead suddenly bulged.

, but he has to control his emotions, just like he controlled his emotions before.

But Ling Ziliang kept complaining behind him, completely unaware that the person in front was about to beat him up, and continued: "Hey, are we there yet? I'm very tired. How far is it?"

Suddenly Ling Zhexiao stopped and stood there with his back to Ling Ziliang. Ling Ziliang was not stupid. Seeing that the situation was not good, he quickly dodged and hid behind Meng Xian. Then he stuck out his head and looked at the person in front of him. He swore that as long as

If there was any movement ahead, he would take Meng Xian and run away.

But there was no movement. Ling Zhexiao took a deep breath and then raised the corner of his mouth and said with a smile: "Brother Ziliang, are you tired? We haven't arrived yet. There should be some way to go. How about we take a rest?"

Ling Ziliang looked at the person in front of him and didn't know what to say. He completely forgot to complain, because Ling Zhexiao was completely different from usual. However, the careless Ling Ziliang was stunned for a moment and then immediately came back to his senses and said: "In that case, then

Let’s just rest.”

Then the three of them found a big tree and sat under it to rest. The cool breeze passed through the forest and brought a refreshing feeling. Meng Xian looked at the sweat on Ling Ziliang's forehead, took out a handkerchief and handed it to him.

: "You wipe your sweat, I'll go ahead and get some water."

Ling Ziliang put on the handkerchief, nodded, and then watched Meng Xian walk forward. He inadvertently turned his head to see Ling Zhexiao staring at him. He shook his goosebumps, then quickly stood up and ran towards Meng Xian.

He said, "Hey, Meng Xian, wait for me. I'll go with you. I want to wash my hands by the river."

Ling Zhexiao had no choice but to say: "In that case, let me go too. I just want to wash my hands too." So the three of them walked forward not long after they sat down.

When they came to a small stream, Ling Ziliang found a very flat stone and sat on it. Meng Xian took the handkerchief from Ling Ziliang's hand, soaked it in the stream, then rubbed it, and after wringing it dry,

Passed it to Ling Ziliang: "Wipe off your sweat, the stream is quite cold."

Ling Ziliang took the handkerchief and felt a slight chill. After unfolding the handkerchief, he wiped the sweat off his forehead and the tip of his nose one by one. He felt the coolness as the wind blew by and looked at the clear gurgling stream.

Ling Ziliang couldn't help but sigh: "It's such a good place. It would be great if there was something to block the sun. Tsk, it's just a little bit worse."

Meng Xian poured the bamboo tube he carried with him into the water and watched the stream water slowly pouring into the bamboo tube. After a while, a whole tube of water was filled. After plugging the stopper, he stood up and walked to Ling Ziliang.
Chapter completed!