1115 third brother, I love you

The limited space on the thick tree trunk has her currently seated on his thigh; she looks around and says, "Third brother, we need to find a solution. Since heaven let us survive a fall into the abyss, we certainly have no reason to freeze to death on this tree trunk extending from the cliff."

He rummages through his sleeve pocket and pulls out a thin bamboo tube; inside are fire strikers, which are unfortunately wet and unusable now.

She also has fire strikers on her, equally soaked, and unable to ignite.

Forget about starting a fire; even if they could, where on this tree trunk, which is sitting on water, without firewood or a place to stand, could they light a fire?

Su Qingyue surveys the surrounding cliffs and says, "Third brother, the urgent matter at hand is finding a foothold and a way to start a fire."

"Hmm," he nods slightly.