Chapter 1394

At this time, Leng Yue had already drunk a bottle of bottled water...No way, for nearly ten hours, she hadn't dripped in, and she ran all the way, almost dying of thirst.

"Thank you!!" Leng Yue gently returned the bottle to Zhou Ye and thanked him.

Why did you return the empty plastic bottle to Zhou Ye??

Because in Leng Yue's view, such a transparent magical kettle must be a treasure. People have already given her water to drink. How can she covet other treasures any more??

And Zhou Ye didn't explain. After taking the water bottle, he stretched his hand to the side and smiled: "If the girl doesn't dislike it, let's eat something together?"

"Um..." Leng Yue sat beside Zhou Ye unceremoniously, her stomach was also hungry...

In the final analysis, Leng Yue is a prairie child, with a real personality, one said one, the other said two...If it is a Han daughter, it is estimated that no matter how hungry she is in her belly, she will give a little bit of humility. After all, she must be reserved.

Zhou Ye smiled and watched Leng Yue sitting beside him, then drew out his short knife, and was about to cut the lamb roasting on the campfire...

"Girl, don't be anxious!" Zhou Ye said, and took out a small plate from the side, which was filled with the sauce he specially prepared... "Use this to dip and eat, it tastes better!"

"..." Leng Yue holds a knife in one hand and meat in the other...

For a while, I didn't even have a hand to get the sauce dish...

This Nima is embarrassing...

Leng Yue is not eating, not eating...

"I'll help you!!" Zhou Ye smiled, and sliced ​​a piece of lamb on the roast lamb with one hand, then lightly dipped it in the sauce dish, and raised his hand to deliver it to Leng Yue's gaze. go with……

However, Leng Yue’s veil is a little in the way...

Zhou Ye didn't think much about it, and he took off Leng Yue's veil directly - after all, with his eyesight, Leng Yue was actually the same with or without the veil.

"Come on, Zhang Zeng..."

Leng Yue was completely sluggish at this time...

According to the custom of the Hungarians, the veil of the unmarried daughter will be hung up, and only her husband can take off the veil on the wedding night...

But now--his veil was actually taken off by this boy...

what is this??

Does it count...I-myself-married to this boy??

However, at this time, Zhou Ye's meat slices had already been delivered to her side... Leng Yue opened his eyes blankly and ate the meat slices in.

"Is it delicious?" Zhou Ye asked with a smile.

"Yeah!!!" Although Leng Yue's thoughts were numb in her heart, she nodded involuntarily when she heard Zhou Ye's question.

"Will you eat it now?" Zhou Ye asked with a smile.

"..." Leng Yue originally wanted to nod her head, saying that she had learned... But when she nodded halfway, she turned to shaking her head... Maybe it was because she liked the feeling of being fed by the young man in front of her...

"Okay!!" How could Leng Yue's thoughts be concealed from the thousand-year-old monster Zhou Ye??

However, he also likes to feed little Lolita...Speaking of which, Lengyue is only fourteen or five years old at this time, which is in the final stage of Lolita."Come, I'll feed you!!"

Hearing Zhou Ye's words, Leng Yue couldn't help but burst into a smile on her face, she nodded vigorously, and then moved her little head over...

In this way, one person feeds, one person eats... By the bonfire, the two of them are like a small couple, sprinkling dog food there.

And at this time, Leng Yue’s beloved horse, Little Xingxing, also got close to Zhou Ye’s dream demon...want to eat some of it...

And Mengmo is kind to this little sister, but it's a pity... Mengmo eats meat, and although Little Xingxing also eats meat, but... the main feed is grass...

After eating a few bites, Little Xingxing stopped, and with an aggrieved expression, he stepped behind his owner and arched his owner...

However, even though Leng Yue knew that her beloved horse was hungry, she could not find fodder for it in this Gobi...

Fortunately, Zhou Ye has good oats in his bracelet. It was originally eaten by the dream monster, but this one doesn't eat oats at all... It loves meat. As the sister of the nightmare, it is more picky than his sister. At least Nightmare eats some oatmeal, and it doesn't taste it.

what?You asked where the nightmare went?Isn't Nightmare the woman Sonia given to him by Zhou Ye?

Therefore, he had to concoct another nightmare beast, of course it can't be called a nightmare, so it is called a nightmare.

"Little guy, are you hungry? Wait a minute..." Zhou Ye smiled and stood up, turned around and got into his magic tent... After a while, he walked out with a small bag of oats, and he tore it open. The bag of oats was placed in front of the little star, "Eat it!!"

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Leng Yue looked a little dumbfounded at Zhou Ye's actions...

She looked at the tent and then at Zhou Ye's horse.

Then I looked at the lamb in my hand and the seasoning next to it...

There is confusion in my mind...

Where is this place??

This is the sea of ​​death, the lost Gobi... There is a sea of ​​sand in and out.

How did this boy bring so many things in??

Look at the size of the tent, even if it is folded, it weighs a few jins...

The bag of oats that Zhou Ye took out just now has to be more than 20 catties... plus a series of water, food, and firewood, etc., how can it be estimated to be several hundred catties...

Don't ask why firewood is added.

Although in the Sea of ​​Death, you can occasionally find some dry tree trunks and other plants that can be used as firewood, but-now it is not poplar wood that burns in bonfires. Although Lengyue does not know what plants are used for. It came out, but-definitely not Populus.

You know, Lengyue, who grew up here, is no longer so familiar with the Populus trees.

Who calls this ghost place? Populus euphratica has the most drought-tolerant plants??

"You...you...who are you?" Leng Yue couldn't help but pointed at Zhou Ye with her fingers... her voice trembled a little.

You know, there are a lot of ghost legends in the sea of ​​death.

And the Hungarians, there are some... well, what should I say?

People in this era are not only the Huns, but all races are superstitious.

Leng Yue thought of the ghost stories from the sea of ​​death, the land of the devil, that she had heard since she was a child.

"Me?" Zhou Ye had just walked back from the little Xingxing at this time, looking at Leng Yue's horrified look...then he understood the little girl's thoughts.