The black-haired beauty had a high fever three hours later. His entire body was tossing and turning as he said, "Ah, it hurts!" The voice, he felt that this method of speaking was not like the language of birds, but more like the language of humans.

She didn't know what to do. She just stayed there, not daring to sleep, not daring to get too close. In her hand was a Chinese general military shovel that she was relying on for survival. She stared unblinkingly at the bound, black-haired beauty who was like a dumpling.

After staying in this world for so long, she was well aware of how astonishing the power of these animals were. If she wasn't careful, the Virgin Mary might even be in danger of bringing her baby along. However, it was impossible for her to kill a beauty that looked like a human before she could do anything dangerous.

Now, he could only smile bitterly and stare blankly at the calamity that was left behind from his moment of weakness.

Bone soup boiled. If one really had to thank the golden birdman, the equipment it left behind would be sturdy and stable.

The red jade cauldron's soup was very rich, the bone, meat, and radishes had also been mixed with some banana strips, the mole's meat was tender and oily, and was barely roasted, but the soup was extremely delicious and tasty. Recently, she had not been eating much barbecue, and therefore did not give much barbecue to golden birdman. Everything is used to make soup. This way of drinking more water, can also fill up a bit. In any case, it was good to have more water as it was burning hot all day long.

She made a lunch box of soup and tasted it. It tasted good, and then she added the right ice water to continue cooking. She wanted to drink most of her soup before the golden birdman returned.

Five hours later, the cave entrance was once again sealed in ice, and the cave was a little stuffy. She moved over and used a wooden stick to poke her body to maintain a certain degree of smoothness. When the golden birdman returned, it would not need to waste as much effort as the black haired beauty did.

After three hours, Yuan Feiyu felt that the golden birdman must have met with some sort of trouble. She could no longer treat this black-haired beauty like this. Not only could she not kill her, she had to save her.

She fed spoonful after spoonful of soup to the black-haired beauty. She didn't know if she was feeding the ingrate or the baby's future guardian.

He hoped that her intelligence could offset her ruthlessness and understand how to repay a debt of gratitude.

She gently said: "Chirp..." Whoosh … Whoosh … Chirp chirp … Her voice was extremely gentle.

As a mother, she had to make use of every available element to keep her and the baby alive. She knew that she was not upright or kind, but if she wanted to live, that was the only way. She could only preserve the bottom limit of her morals so that she would be able to admit that she was a person. As for the rest of her morals, she could only give up.