Chapter 63 Barbecue

Finally, Zuo Zixin made another stroke on Shangyangjun's name and scolded this man for skinning for a week, an asshole.

"What did you say?" Shangyangjun narrowed his eyes, and the hand inserted in his sleeves moved. Then the ship suddenly became smaller and flew in front of Zuo Zixin and turned around. Zuo Zixin reached out to grab it, but it floated by and reached Shangyangjun's hand.

"Uncle, isn't this spaceship mine?" Zuo Zixin's outstretched hand shrank and then asked carefully.

"Hmm!" Shangyangjun said 'um', but he didn't mean to return it to Zuo Zixin at all.

Then why don't you return it to me?

Before Zuo Zixin's words were asked, the spacecraft had suddenly appeared in front of him. So kind? Although Zuo Zixin was puzzled, she still took over the spaceship in his hand, and then threw it into the magic garden like a baby. Just now, she thought for a moment and still felt that the magic garden was safer.

She was compladened with her cleverness when his unique voice like a pearl and jade falling plate came to her ear: "Glass spacecraft, its name."

"Oh!" Zuo Zixin nodded and felt more and more that Shangyangjun looked strange. He had nothing to pay attention to him, and he was a thief. Zuo Zixin thought uneasily with this kind of villain's heart, but in order to show her calmness, she pretended to look at the scenery under the flame.

Even so, Zuo Zixin occasionally turned his face and peeked at Shangyangjun a few times. His eyebrows are as handsome as a painting, his nose is slightly open, and his rose-like lips are even more brilliant. She suddenly thought of a sentence: Out of the east gate, there are women like clouds. Although it is like a cloud, I think about it. Clothes and scarves, let's have fun.

Wothings and towels, let's talk about my staff.

Her face suddenly turned red. Fortunately, there was a fiery red flame on her back, and her red apple's face was not very eye-catching. She clenched her sleeves and scolded herself for being nervous. Why did she think of such a sentence?

This sentence is a metaphor for what she and Shangyangjun can't fight. Obviously, it tells the story of a man who is not confused. Why did he put this sentence on Shangyangjun?

Zuo Zixin was a little annoyed, her face turned red, and she peeked at Shangyangjun and saw that he was still standing in the wind, with an excellent posture. He was dressed in white again. No wonder he wanted to come to 'clothes and towels to have fun with me.' Such a sentence. She couldn't help laughing and scolding herself for thinking too much.

As soon as she smiled shyly, she felt that a glance was already on her body. The smile immediately stiffened and took the opportunity to see Shangyang Jun looking at her deeply, with some things in her eyes that she couldn't understand.

Before she could react, she felt that the wind in her ear was less, and the blue sky and white clouds in front of her had been replaced by grass and green forests. This is the fall of the flame. Is it really hunting?

As soon as Shangyang Jun brushed his hand, he fell to the ground, and his hand was inserted back into his sleeve and stood alone under the green tree.

At that moment, Fanghua blinded Zuo Zixin's titanium dog's eyes, and it took a long time to react. He raised his skirt and jumped off the back of the flame. If it hadn't been for Shangyangjun's cold personality, Zuo Zixin would even have thought that the scene just now was actually intentional and deliberately aroused her mind.

Zuo Zixin was still in a daze. A bird next to her was no longer happy. She shrank her body in an instant, then poked her hand with her wings and said, "Woman, I'm hungry. Hurry up and prepare food for me."

Zuo Zixin shook his eyes, directly ignored his words, and then went in the direction of Shangyangjun. Quotations from Zuo Zixin: Holding the thigh depends on the object.

"Uncle, look, Lord Flame is hungry." You shouldn't have brought out some demon elixir. Zuo Zixin didn't say anything in the second half, but pointed to the depressed flame leaning next to him and said seriously.

"Hmm!" Shangyangjun's eyelids were not raised, and he answered.

Is that it? Zuo Zixin's temple suddenly burst. Well, she admitted that she must be thick-skinned and know how to advance and retreat properly when dealing with people like Shangyangjun. After twisting for a while, she simply said, "Uncle, you also know that Lord Flame is noble and is used to eating demon elixir..."

Zuo Zixin was careful. Seeing that someone was not angry or have a discolored face, she also let go of her courage and said, "Uncle, let me do this rough work of feeding the flame demon elixir."

Uncle, give me the demon elixir! Zuo Zixin's general meaning is this.

"Good!" Shangyangjun opened her mouth and was so excited that her heart jumped like a deer. Her eyes stared at Shangyangjun's bony hands without squinting, and watching him elegantly stretch out with a fiery red elixir lying in the palm of her hand.

Zuo Zixin's expectant face was frozen in an instant, and then cracked little by little. She looked at the demon elixir with incredible eyes, with a big question mark on her forehead. Dare to ask Shangyang Zhenren, are you feeding the ants? Isn't this one enough to eat? Where does she pump oil?

Zuo Zixin looked at the demon elixir tragically, and there were almost no tears in her eyes.

"What? Don't?" Shangyangjun's voice sounded, and his hand slowly shrank in.

"Of course not." Zuo Zixin didn't have time to grieve that the weight was too small. She stretched out her paws, grabbed the demon elixir, and held it in her arms.

After Zuo Zixin finished this series of actions, she found out whether she was too utilitarian. So she raised her head awkwardly, blushed slightly, and said, "Uncle, that, in fact, I..."

Shangyangjun interrupted her, his eyes curled deep into the forest, and a smile appeared at the corners of his mouth. Zuo Zixin had a chill inexplicable, and then had two hands along his hair, and the sentence suddenly came to his ear:

"Good boy!"

"Go hunting."

Zuo Zixin felt that she was bewitched, and her feet involuntarily left the ground and walked deep into the forest.

The streams in the forest sing happily, and the green forest is green. Everything looks so harmonious and beautiful. Unfortunately, when you pull the camera closer, you can find that the water by the stream is red, and there is a smell of blood in the air. Looking up, there are several giants piled up the stream. They open their eyes and look frightened.

In this Shura situation, there was actually a young girl standing at the slaughter scene. She suddenly turned around, and the ferocious scar on her face instantly scared the ghoul birds flying in the forest, and none of them fluttered their wings and fled the scene quickly.

This girl is really Zuo Zixin. At this time, she held her cheek and looked at the animal corpses all over the ground, and her brain was still like paste. By the way, how did she get here just now? Why did you slaughter so many animals?

She shook her head and tried to recall it. How could she think about that memory? He was so obedient that he came out to hunt. Is this person still himself? The answer is impossible, but the facts are in front of her. In the end, Zuo Zixin only attributed her absurd behavior to being deceived by others.

Zuo Zixin looked at the trophy on the ground, blinked, then accepted their fate to put them in the storage bag, and then went back home.

At this time, the flame snuggled next to Shangyangjun, his claws were digging to the ground, and his expression was impatient. It could be seen that he was painful. He seemed to be saying something to Shangyangjun, causing Shangyangjun's smile, and then stroked the red feathers of the flames with his hand.

This look and posture are exactly the same as touching Zuo Zixin's head. If this scene is seen by Zuo Zixin, she will mourn: He treats me as a pet!

The flames shrugged his head, and his hungry eyes were dizzy and weak. At this time, the grass moved, and Zuo Zixin came out slowly. The flame was happy and opened its wings and trotted in front of Zuo Zixin. People who don't know think how good this relationship is.

As soon as Zuo Zixin came out of the jungle, she saw a fire rushing towards her. She was as enthusiastic as she was. ! When did the bird become so polite to himself? Sure enough, after the flame approached Zuo Zixin, he shouted, "Woman, where's the meat?"

Zuo Zixin glanced at him, pulled off the storage bag, and then poured out all the contents, a pile of bloody meat. Flame held his head, affectionate and enthusiastic, with a happy face.

Zuo Zixin looked at the excited appearance of a bird and suddenly had an idea in her mind. She coughed gently twice, and then pointed to the pile of raw meat F and said, "Eat it?"

"Woman, how can I eat this if it's not cooked?" The flame fluttered its wings and jumped a few times.

"Do you want to eat cooked meat?" Zuo Zixin raised her eyebrows and smiled strangely, making the flame feathers shake off a few. Flame glanced at the meat, then remembered the delicious food last time, and finally nodded.

Zuo Zixin rubbed her hands and pointed to the flame with excitement and said, "What a good boy. Come on, you can do whatever your sister asks you to do?"

A few minutes later...

"Woman, are you all right?" Flame felt very aggrieved. At this time, he was lying on the ground, spitting fire, and in front of him was a golden unknown meat.

The flame is very depressed. Why did he become a fire-burning phoenix? However, why is he still so happy and happy about this kind of identity-damaged thing...

Zuo Zixin had a narrow smile on her face, and she was even more happy to see the aggrieved appearance of the flames. She unconsciously hummed a song in her mouth and looked very proud: I smiled proudly, and I smiled proudly...

Zuo Zixin turned over the golden barbecue while squinting and singing. At this time, a voice suddenly came from his ear: "You seem to be very happy, huh?"

is not a question, but an affirmative sentence. Zuo Zixin turned her face and saw someone looking at her condescendingly. She said in her voice, "Uncle, it's my honor to barbecue for Lord Flame. I'm really happy."

"Hmm!" Shangyang Jun answered.

Zuo Zixin breathed a sigh of relief and was finally all right, but the next second, Shangyangjun continued, "You will be responsible for the burning food in the future."

In a sentence, Zuo Zixin's face was a little distorted, and then she raised her head and looked at Shangyangjun with fiery and pitiful eyes.

If this look is on the flame, it can be described as a cute word; if the eye is on Zuo Zixin's body, it can only be described in two words, which is thriller.

So, Shangyangjun had a strange expression, and finally, under the gaze of Zuo Zixin, stretched out his hand from his sleeve and touched her head and said, "Good boy."