Now it's been three days again.

She felt dizzy and lightheaded.

I felt the presence of death once again.

This feeling is awful!

Death is enough to terrify her!

They still starved to death!

Hua Rong had never suffered like this before!

That idiot swallowed the Heavenly Dao and acted as if he were dead!

What a useless piece of trash!

Without spiritual power, one cannot even enter the realm!

"Crystal buns, steamed shrimp dumplings, fairy cakes, clear soup with soft bone and mushrooms, steamed pork with crispy ginger, milk tea-flavored eggs..."

Hua Rong felt her consciousness becoming increasingly blurred.

I'm going to die!

I'm starving!

"Girl! Here, have some water!"

As he was dying, Hua Rong heard a gentle female voice.

At this moment, it truly felt like heavenly music.

The lips, long since dry and cracked, felt a warmth upon contact with the cool water.

Instinctively, it sucked into its mouth.

He's alive!

She only had time to glance at her savior before she fainted from hunger.

Hua Rong had a dream.

In her dream, she was surrounded by delicious food!

She used both hands to grab those things and started gnawing on them indiscriminately.

She ate for an unknown amount of time before finishing the last bowl of porridge.

My stomach feels warm and cozy.

I opened my eyes and woke up.

She felt someone feeding her.

The lingering feeling from the dream made her swallow unconsciously.

Delicious!!!

Delicious and fragrant shrimp and shredded pork congee!

She's recited it countless times in the last three days!

Finally, I got to eat!

The warm feeling in her stomach told her...

The dream I just had wasn't entirely a dream.

After eating, I felt energetic.

Hua Rong opened her eyes and looked at her savior sitting in front of her bed.

She wore a sky-blue gauze dress, a very simple outfit.

She wore only a silver hairpin.

However, such a simple outfit.

The woman is still stunning!

Having traveled through so many worlds, this was the first time Hua Rong had ever seen such a stunning beauty!

A stunning beauty.

For the first time, she understood just how beautiful those words described a woman.

"Thanks."

Her voice was hoarse, low, and somewhat unskilled.

This is because they haven't had a drop of water for the past few days.

She tried to conserve her energy and didn't speak.

Nianhuan used a handkerchief to wipe Huarong's mouth.

"No need to thank me, but don't speak yet, or you'll hurt your voice."

Looking at Hua Rong like this, she seemed to see herself not long ago.

Although he had ulterior motives, he also showed a degree of sincerity.