Chapter 1302

Night seven tiny frown, seem to be displeased: "how did you come?"

Mo Shuang said with a smile: "an elder told me that you are going to yixiantian. Of course I will go to such a funny thing!"

Is it fun to go to yixiantian?

How can emperor Fuyao remember how reluctant Mo Shuang's face was three years ago in Wuji mountain when the demon Gu Yue said he would throw him into the sky.

"Well, is this handsome little brother your new friend?" The bright eyes of Mo Shuang fall on emperor Fu Yao.

Emperor Fu Yao coughed softly, and said in a medium voice, "hello."

Mo Shuang held out his hand, "my name is mo Shuang, and you?"

"I'll shake my name one by one." Emperor Fuyao also extended his hand to shake hands, thinking that she did not reveal her real name, just said a shake, it should be OK.

Two people were going to shake hands, night seven suddenly hit under the ink frost, cold way: "get on the boat!"

After being hit two meters away, Mo Shuang exclaimed: "night Night seven! You bastard! I'm kind enough to accompany you for a day, but you've got to bite the hand that feeds you! "

Night seven turn head, cold way: "I didn't let you accompany, now haven't set sail, you can go at any time."

With that, he went on board without looking back.

Ink frost how thick skinned ah, night seven words all talk about this, don't want to see him, he even smile to follow.

"Well, I promised the elder to protect you, didn't I?" The ink frost pastes it with a dead face.

Emperor Fu Yao's shame, on thick skinned, who can compare with ink cream?

No wonder Yeyuan said last time that the ink cream was thick, and sure enough, it was too thick for the atomic bomb.

Emperor Fuyao followed him on board.

The ship soon set out for the endless deep sea.

Yeqi stood alone on the deck, facing the vast ocean.

Emperor Fuyao quietly came to his back, looking at his slender straight figure, inexplicably there is a kind of night seven seems to grow a little higher illusion.

"Why do you go to yixiantian?" The sound of night seven came.

"Ask me?" Emperor Fu Yao said with a smile.

Yeqi looks back at her.

That cool eyes as if to say, not to ask you, that is to ask the ghost.

Emperor Fuyao said seriously: "I have done a wrong thing, want to recover."

Night seven eyes gradually deep, "if the loss can no longer be retrieved?"

Emperor Fu Yao's heart clapped.

Yes, the lives of the night people who died because of her are irretrievable.

She said with a wry smile, "if you can't make it up, try your best to make it up."

"You say your name is Yao?" Night seven words front suddenly a turn.

Emperor Fu Yao nodded and asked, "what about you?"

Night seven meal, way: "night seven."

"Oh, so you are the seven elders of the night clan!" Emperor Fuyao pretended to be enlightened: "it's really disrespectful

Night seven deep eyes looked at her, the corner of the mouth can not help but emerge a touch of light radian.

The light smile was found by Emperor Fuyao's sharp eyes, and he said with a smile: "in fact, you look good when you smile. Smile more!"

Who knows, this words, just like a bomb, night seven's face with the naked eye visible speed black sink down.

Even angrily glared at her, and then turned back to the cabin.

Emperor fuliao looked puzzled, "what did I say wrong?"

"Yeqi is not as good-looking as Yeyuan, but it's really good-looking to laugh. It feels like water. I said it wrong? Don't you like to be praised for his good looks

Time at sea is as boring as ever.

The friars on the ship seldom eat grain like ordinary people.

In particular, the monks in wulingzun's realm can no longer eat cereals, nor feel hungry.

Di Fuyao is different. She is used to eating delicious food. It's OK not to eat for a few days, but if she doesn't eat for a long time, she will feel hungry.

Now, for example, the day after the ship was on the ocean, her stomach was protesting.

Emperor Fu Yao had no choice but to leave the cabin and come to the deck to make a fire and roast meat.

There are a lot of friars on the ship, but they are used to practicing in the cabin and hardly come out.

It's convenient for her, and she doesn't like the noisy environment.

Emperor Fu Yao took out pots and pans from his personal space, added a barbecue rack, and began to barbecue.

These things are in this world when she was ready to carry a corner of the space, in case of a rainy day.

The barbecue was not very enjoyable. Emperor Fuyao took out a big pot, put various seasonings, vegetables and meat into it, and began to wash hot pot.

When she ate with relish, a voice of resentment rang out behind her.

"Brother Yao, you are too unkind. You don't call me if you have something delicious!"Ink frost uninvited, but also cheeky to directly start, took the chopsticks, eat meat.

He ate very fast, and the cooked meat in the pot was quickly eaten by him. Emperor Fuyao was stunned, "brother, can you take it easy?"

"Yummy, yummy! What is this? " Mo frost eat that call a happy, also keep urging her, "hurry under meat!"

Emperor Fuyao, bearing the impulse to beat him, took out fresh meat from Najie and put it into the hot pot.

"Eh, brother Yao belongs to the demon clan. Why did he put so much Warcraft meat in the Najie?" Mo Shuang found that one of the meat was xuanshuang Jiaolong's.

Emperor Fuyao said, "I'm not a demon. This meat was prepared for my family

Strictly speaking, it should be the meat that Baize and Huoer haven't had time to eat. She has been putting it in the Najie of her personal space.

"Family?" Mo Shuang said strangely: "are your family members of the demon clan? Otherwise, where can people eat so much meat? "

Emperor Fuyao nodded, and a look of missing appeared on his handsome face. "Yes, some of my family members belong to the demon clan, but I haven't seen them for a long time."

What's the matter with a strong feeling of sadness and missing?

Emperor Fuyao put down his chopsticks and suddenly felt full.

"Where are they? If you want them, go back and have a look. " Mo Shuang said.

Emperor Fuyao said with a bitter smile: "it's too far away. I can't see it if I want to."

She didn't miss her family and friends so much before. Now she is in the ancient wasteland, far away from them, but she can't help thinking of everyone in this world.

Although she knew that Mo Wushang said that no matter how long she was in the ancient wilderness, she came back to this world, and it was only one day at most.

For her family and friends in this world, she just disappeared for one day.

But for her, the ancient time is really passing, and her miss is growing with each passing day.

Mo Shuang saw her staring at the sky, took the opportunity to eat all the meat in the hot pot, and said with a smile: "if only there was wine!"

Emperor Fuyao subconsciously took out a jar of wine from his personal space and handed it to him.

Ink frost in front of a bright, "a thousand night drunk! Brother Yao, you can even get drunk for a thousand nights! "

"Er..." How does emperor Fuyao want to say regret?