Feng Shu laughed.

She did not mean to loosen it. Instead, she returned to the shore, built two simple stoves, then took out pots, pans, oil, salt and rice from the space button, scrubbed the utensils with snow, then took out three water bottles, washed them again with half a bottle of water, then washed them, and then washed them with rice, one stove, and one stove stewed rabbit meat, and finally poured half a bottle of water to make pheasant soup.

"Squeak..."

When the little thing woke up, the chicken soup was bubbling. The fragrance spread for ten miles, but the small pool was surrounded by fragrant wind. Even the fish that sank to the bottom of the water to avoid disasters again surfaced, following the smell, and wished that they could grow wings on their backs and fly ashore.

Feng Shu ignored it and divided it into three parts, put two parts into the insulation box, threw it into the space button, and then started eating the rest.

The little thing was tied up tightly, and there was no way to roll on the snow to act cute, let alone come forward and hug your thighs and ask for a bite of meat, and he was so anxious that he shook his head and tail.

Unfortunately, her neck was too short and her tail was round, and her movements were too small, which did not attract her attention at all.

"Squeak? Squeak..."

Seeing that she had eliminated more than half of her speed, she burped and ate one piece by herself, threw two more pieces into the pool, and the little thing finally turned red with eyes.

"Meng Meng wants it too, give it to me, give it to me!"

Feng Shu seemed to have not heard of it, and she still ate one piece and threw two pieces. A bowl of pheasant and rabbit meat quickly saw the bottom.

"Mengmeng wants to eat too, Mengmeng has nothing to eat, oh..."

It started crying again, Feng Shu slowly wiped his mouth and washed dishes. Seeing that the bones slowly sink, he stood up and stretched his limbs.

"It's a pity that you don't call it 'Zhizhi'. Learning rats means learning to be vivid."

"Mengmeng wants to eat pheasant meat, Mengmeng wants to eat rabbit meat, Mengmeng is unhappy..."

It kept muttering and cried for a long time, but found that Feng Shu ignored it at all, but instead took a book to read it.

"Good man, Mengmeng wants to eat meat."

Good people are not online.

"Good person? Good person, you can do it."

The good guys are still not in the service area.

"Good people, good people, good people, good people!"

The good man fell asleep, and the breeze was gentle, and the pages of the book that escaped the constraints of his fingers were like a butterfly, flying.

The little thing blinked, and after a while, she made sure that her breathing was slow and she was completely asleep. Her sharp nails grew out and cut the rope in a few seconds.

Just as he was about to leave quietly, a long sword fell from the sky and penetrated straight into the snow, blocking its way, only to cut off its chubby toes.

"Want to escape? Get the account first."

Feng Shu appeared next to the long sword out of thin air, and his fingers floated lightly at the hilt of the sword, as white as jade, but it scared the little thing to his legs so weak that he knelt down directly.

What’s funny is that because its body was too round, it rolled up directly on the snow on its knees. It rolled bigger and bigger, and it rolled straight into a snowball, rolling towards the distance at an extremely fast speed.

Feng Shu drew his sword and slashed, and his energy was as powerful as a bamboo shoot, directly splitting the snowball in half.

The left half fell to the ground, the right half fell to the east for a few seconds, and rolled forward again with perseverance until the long sword hit, the tip of the sword penetrated into the trunk, and the pierced hemisphere was forced to stop.

“Huh?”

She raised her eyebrows and lit the ground, without caring about weapons, and she flew rapidly to the place where she was waiting for the rabbit.

There was no change around me. If you look closely, you will find that the long tail, which is still lying on the corpse, quickly turned into a short tail, and then the short tail directly turned into a bald tail, and then the whole body disappeared out of thin air.

Fengshu seemed to be smiling but not laughed. When a knife appeared again, it flew between his fingers, as flexible as a small snake, spitting out red letters.

"Do you come out by yourself or I force you to show up? Because you are still young, I will let you choose."

"Hmph! Mengmeng is looking for meat to eat by herself, so she won't care about you."

The little thing suddenly appeared in the air. As soon as he finished speaking, he fell down and inserted it directly into the snow pile in the posture of a sunken.

Feng Shu was very funny and slapped its tail with a knife. It was very powerful and the small pomrose was almost flattened. Originally, it had just disappeared, but now its entire body was buried by snow, with only a small piece of the tip of its tail exposed.

"Heavy head and light feet, it turns out that's what it means, it's really interesting."

She had already discovered that the little thing's body was very soft, but she was quite resistant to beating. She would add some strength to every time she slapped. As a result, no matter how strong she was, it did not have any wounds. If it were humans, it would have been skin and flesh and blood long ago.

You know, just now, she could beat a level ten-level beast with all her strength.

This is very interesting.

模样古怪,身体强悍耐揍,速度快,能够凭空消失,通晓人性,会讲人类语言,爱吃肉,性格时而天真时而狡诈,还有着足以魅惑人心的异瞳与异香,它到底是什么来头?

Just in case, Feng Shu found a pair of special anti-virus gloves in the space button, took a homemade anti-toxic pill, and then grabbed the small pomrose and pulled it out of the snow.

"I decided to fry you and eat it. It looks like lotus root. It is said that the lotus root box is delicious. I just happened to have flour. Well, that's it."

"Mengmeng is not delicious or not, don't eat me!"

It cried and begged, but Feng Shu turned a deaf ear and took it away.

"It's better to add chicken or rabbit meat? Forget it, make some of the two, half white and half black, I don't know what color it will turn out to be fried. Oh, I have to keep my eyeballs, and I can throw them away and play with them as marbles when I was a kid..."

She said of the marble incident she had played with before, and was so scared that its sharp nails that had just stretched out shrank back quickly, and she didn't dare to get close to her at all.

"Good guys can spare your life. The misty meat is not delicious, it is really sour and smelly, like a lump of shit."

"Have you eaten it? Otherwise, how would you know that the rice fields are sour and smelly?"

Feng Shu took it to his eyes and shook it left and right.

The little guy's eyes were extremely innocent.

"Meng Meng said, Mengmeng is like a piece of shit, her temper is sour and smelly. It is best to hide at home and never come out, otherwise it will bury me in the heart of the earth, and the beast path will be destroyed. Good people, what is the rice field?"

Feng Shu raised his eyebrows, "If you tell me about Mengmeng, I will answer your question."

"I dare not. Mengmeng is very fierce. It will bully me and make me have nightmares in the future."

"It's okay, if it's unreasonable, I'll help you bully it back."

It paused, and its light golden eyes looked at her seriously, and finally came up with the answer, "You can't beat Mengmeng. It is the King of Mountains, and you can't even win a single toe."

What is this metaphor?

"Don't worry, take me to find it. I promise not to compare with it toes."

She smiled and stretched out a finger, "Beter than this."

The knife circled around her index finger, slowly rotating, never falling.

The little thing shivered again, and the tip of the knife seemed to be a snake's letter, hissing.
Chapter completed!