novellhall Chapter 457 The cunning guest, come to fight (24)
Chapter 457 The cunning guest, come to fight (24)
Chapter 457 The cunning guest, come to fight (24)
"...I didn't intend to run, but I feel that my waist must be green. This strong man, do you think about letting me go first?"
"you sure?"
The voice behind him brought a slight smile, Mo Xiaoyao looked at the water level below his neck, and shook his head obediently: "Not sure."
"...Who the hell are you?"
Seemingly shocked by Mo Xiaoyao's sincerity (no) truth (shame), Chuan Nan finally sighed without knowing Shi Wen.
"Women..."
As an honest and sincere demon, Mo Xiaoyao has always been proud of not telling lies.
"...you are not from Chen Guo."
When Kuwanan came to this conclusion, the two of them happened to arrive at a place to have a brief chat. As soon as he stretched out his muscular arm, he grabbed a branch sticking out of the water. After stabilizing the two of them, he took the first step. Send Mo Xiaoyao to the river bank.
"Well, I'm from Pingcui country."
Mo Xiaoyao stood behind the big tree, and while responding in a low voice, tremblingly bent over to pick up the dry firewood.
The place where they landed was a small wood, and dry wood for a fire could still be found.Her purpose now is to light a fire and keep warm.
This morning's "cold shower" made every joint of her ache, and being blown by the cold wind, Mo Xiaoyao felt that she was sifting through the chaff all over her body.
It would be nice if Chuan Nan was not by her side, so she could try to see if Luan Huo could be used.
It's a pity that just as soon as she had this idea, a series of difficult voices came from behind the tree:
"Because you are from Pingcui country...so...you created chaos in Mocheng?"
Hearing this, Mo Xiaoyao paused for picking up firewood, and then picked up a finger-thick branch on the ground as usual, then turned her head and looked helplessly at the string:
"...a strong man, knowing too much is easy to be silenced."
"You? Kill me?"
Looking at the curvy woman in front of her eyes because she was drenched, but she didn't have a trace of shame, she raised her eyebrows on her face, but she was amazed in her heart:
He has lived for 20 years with such a bold and thick-skinned woman, and he has never seen it in Xirong or Central Plains.
However, whether it is according to the rules of Xirong or the Central Plains, such a woman, a square person like him, should not be interested at all...
But, why, from the moment I saw him, I liked him very much, and I really wanted to never let him go again?It's as if... seeing the best prey, you must get it, as determined to get it!There is obviously no evil spirit in this woman...
Could it be... is she possessed by a monster?Or is it a resurrection from a dead body?However, there is obviously no sign of her mind being unstable...
Mo Xiaoyao didn't know that the man on the opposite side almost turned her back on with her keen intuition, so she was able to calmly set up the firewood, and then continued:
"Of course I can't extinguish your mouth right now—I don't have that ability. Please pass me the flint at your feet."
Fortunately, there was a flint that happened to be used where they went ashore. It was hard to see that her lips were blue from the cold, and she still spoke so bravely. The proud expression coincided with the sister on the grassland in her heart, and she couldn't help feeling soft:
"You sit."
Mo Xiaoyao saw a man like a big bear squatting in front of the small fire in front of him, with a layer of dry grass attached to the flint in his hand as tinder, and with a few clicks, sparks were shot out.
Hmm... She took back what she said earlier that this man was in the way, but the feeling of having a demon collector who smells like a slut all over her body is really... quite fresh.
(End of this chapter)