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Volume 4 Violet Tower 759 Three Nights

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    I don¡¯t know how long it took before Allegri woke up again.  A rough tongue licked his cheek. He opened his eyes in fear and was face to face with a big dog.  The yellow and black fur, as strong as a calf, with a pair of big copper eyes, startled Allegri.  He subconsciously wanted to step back, but the wounds all over his body were pulled and the pain was unbearable, and he immediately collapsed to the ground.  Allegri didn¡¯t quite understand where this big dog came from. Could it be that someone lived nearby?  Because the other party's bear-like appearance is obviously not a watch dog, but a guard dog.  "Woof woof", as if to answer him, the big dog barked a few times and began to lick his face again.  Judging from the way it enjoys it, it must be regarded as a hobby.  "Can you let me go?" Allegri asked weakly.  He must pay attention to his tone, lest the other person's irritation turns into anger and the lick turns into a bite.  Being so groveling and groveling, it¡¯s just like the so-called tiger falling down and being bullied by a dog.  The big dog seemed to understand. It retracted its head, lay down next to him, and began to wag its tail.  Such a reasonable performance made Allegri feel at ease for a while. What he feared most was that the other party was unreasonable.  "Where are you from?" he asked tentatively. "The Godhead of Light" cannot be eaten, and he doesn't want to starve to death in this wilderness.  "Wow, Allegri neglected one thing. Even though this big dog is extremely talented and proficient in human common language, he himself cannot understand dog language.  "Where is your owner?" he continued to ask. If the dog's owner was not far away, he might be able to be rescued.  For some reason, Allegri noticed a sad look in the big dog's eyes.  Its ears drooped, it whimpered a few times, and looked depressed.  Next.  Allegri asked again, but it didn't answer. It just lay on the beach, wondering what it was thinking.  This must be a dog with a story.  Allegri thought to himself, one person and one dog were silent, letting the sunshine shine.  The sea breeze blows.  ?Compared to the mainland, Seran Island has a milder climate.  In southern areas like Dover, as long as it's not raining continuously, you won't feel the chill, but if you sleep in the wilderness, it's a different story.  Allegri's clothes have been dried, and they feel warm under the sunlight.  But this is not a long-term solution, once the sun sets.  The cold wind was biting, and without food and water, he could feel himself getting weaker and weaker, and the loss of physical strength far exceeded the repair speed of the "Bright Godhead".  "Hey, do you have something to eat?" Although it was shameful to beg from a dog, the hungry Arigoli couldn't help but speak.  The big dog glanced at him.  There was no indication beyond that, but why he felt it.  Are you being despised? ? ****** ? The weather along the coast of Seran Island has always been known for its unpredictable changes. The sun is still bright in the morning, but the clouds roll in at noon, and the raindrops are about to fall.  This was unlucky, Allegri looked around.  There were a few bushes nearby, but he didn't have the strength to climb over them.  Perhaps the only good news is that we can drink water.  After a while, the cold rain began to fall.  He barely held his head up and opened his mouth.  To receive these precious God-given waters.  When the cold raindrops flowed into his mouth along the corners of his chapped lips, Allegri felt as if he had drunk a nectar, sweet and refreshing.  After half an hour, his neck was sore and his whole body was soaked, and he finally breathed a sigh of relief.  His numb stomach regained consciousness after being moistened by water, and an indescribable hunger almost came out of his throat.  Allegri glanced out of the corner of his eye and saw that the big dog had ducked under the bushes to take shelter from the rain, with only its two eyes exposed.  He withdrew his envious gaze and curled up as much as possible.  The rain was tearing down like threads, and the mist was misty and vast. In this strange land, he was so small and so lonely.  Hungry and cold, alone, he died like a wild dog, no one knew or cared.  Thinking of this, Allegri felt sad. He raised his head, looked at the big dog, and asked softly, "If I die, you won't eat me, right?" "Woof, woof woof."  If you take the opportunity to swallow that "light godhead", you might become a light god dog.  Allegri's thoughts began to wander all over the sky again, drifting to some strange place.  In a daze, he felt water droplets splashing on his face, and then his collar tightened, and he was dragged towards a bush next to him.  He struggled to turn his head, and then he realized that the big dog was limping on its hind legs and seemed to be injured.  Every time it takes a few steps back, it stops to rest, and its warm breath sprays on Allegri's chest.On the neck, there is a warm and itchy feeling.  It took a long time before it dragged Allegri under the bush. The fine leaves were a little prickly, but it was better than being exposed to wind and rain.  "Thank you." Allegri reached out and touched its back.  Because it is soaked in water, the fur is very smooth.  The big dog looked at him, shook the rain off his body, and showered him all over.  Allegri didn't mind either, he was already soaked.  In the evening, the rain subsided, and Allegri half leaned on the roots of the tree, digging a hole next to it with his hands.  If a person has no long-term worries, he must have immediate worries. He must find a way to save some fresh water, otherwise he will die of thirst again when the rain stops.  The big dog sneered at his digging speed. After looking at it for a while, the big dog crawled over and pushed his hand away with its head. Its front paws flew. Soon, the difference between professional players and business enthusiasts was revealed.  Strength gap.  "Not bad." Allegri patted its head as a sign of praise.  In the pit, water has begun to accumulate.  The big dog stood up proudly and staggered out.  As the dusk grew, it looked here and there on the beach. After a while, it came back with a seashell in its mouth.  Seeing it throw the huge seashell directly into the puddle, Allegri couldn't help laughing.  But then he thought about it and quickly reached out to fish out the seashells and put them in front of the big dog.  Looking at him with some confusion, the big dog picked up the seashell again and threw it back into the water.  "No, bite it open." Allegri made a gesture.  With his current physical strength, he couldn't break open the shell.  The big dog was obedient and chewed the shell into pieces.  Allegri didn't care that it was still stained with its saliva. He picked out the shellfish and stuffed it directly into his mouth.  How long has it been since I tasted food?  He almost swallowed the piece of shellfish.  "Woof, woof, woof," the big dog barked twice, turned and left, and when he came back, he had a half-dead sand crab in his mouth.  ¡­(To be continued) ps: The day before yesterday, I had sand in my eyes, and I thought I should burst into tears, so I looked for some romance series and novels. I read them all night, but I didn¡¯t shed a tear, and I was angry.  After thinking hard for a long time, I came up with an ingenious idea. I bought two onions and cut them. I couldn't stop crying.  I went to the doctor today and returned home with medicine. The doctor said it is not advisable to wash your eyes with onions. I hope everyone will take this as a warning.
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