"Well, I'll boil water and make tea while you roast fish..." Ling Luoyu smiled and looked at the ink star.
Moxing:??
What am I doing?
Seeing his muddled, Mo xuanchen whispered, "don't you have anything to do?"
"... ah?" Ink star is still confused.
What is he going to do?
Ling Luoyu sighed helplessly in a low voice: "the three of us, one boiled tea, one caught fish and roasted fish, and the other fought there... What about you? What do you do?"
"Me? Me, what else do I have to do?" The ink star is completely shrouded.
After taking a look at fengchenglin and the black box, I felt I had heard wrong.
"No, Miss Ling, we, we are like this, isn't it appropriate?"
Where is Feng Chenglin? He and the black box are playing a game of life and death.
They drink tea and eat roast fish here??
Is it a little too much?
"What's wrong with this? They can't finish the meeting for a while and a half. Shall we just wait here and wait for them to finish? It's so boring!"
Mo Xing: "
Can it still be like this?
Ling Luoyu: "anyway, it's a long time. They beat them and we eat ours. When we're almost done eating, it's estimated that they're finished. How good is that?"
Mo Xing: "
Isn't that good?!
Ling Luoyu pointed to his back: "well, when we come, I think there are some wild flowers on the road over there. If there are some flowers when cooking tea, it's a kind of mood. Will you pick some wild flowers for us?"
Mo Xing looked down his fingers and pulled the corners of his mouth.
"Still, more flowers? But..."
He aimed at fengchenglin, who was still fighting with the black box.
——He worked hard there, even if they drank tea here, they were still in the mood to enjoy the flowers??
Do they look down on the black box or the Fengcheng forest??
"Well, that, Miss Ling, I think, at least they are fighting with their lives. Will it be bad if we do that?"
"Fight with your life?" Ling Luoyu aimed at Feng Chenglin: "that guy is playing by himself. Where is he fighting with his life?"
It's clearly a cat playing with a mouse, teasing the black box!
Mo xuanchen has stopped talking nonsense with them and went to the pond to catch fish.
Seeing that Mo Xing was still worried about the wind, Ling Luoyu was coy and didn't dare to go, so he pushed him hard.
"Don't look, let's go. He's early..."
Feng Chenglin hasn't moved his muscles and bones for a long time. It's rare to meet someone who can let him stretch, so he deliberately retains his strength and plays with the black box.
Anyway, they were not in a hurry, so it was up to him.
Mo Xing was not at ease about the battle between Feng Chenglin and the black box. After all, he still didn't move.
Ling Luoyu and Mo xuanchen are busy respectively.
When they got everything ready and sat leisurely while boiling water and roasting fish, the wind forest and the black box had hit far away.
Mo Xing wanted to catch up with her, but Ling Luoyu knocked on the table. The cloud was light and the wind whispered.
"Dead fat man, you ran too far!"
Mo Xing subconsciously looked down and said, "Miss Ling, they have gone far. He can't hear you..."
"Why can't he hear what you can hear?"
"... I was just close to you..."
"Really?" Ling Luoyu raised her eyes meaningfully and smiled lightly.
Mo Xing understood something and suddenly looked at the waterfall with a changed look.
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