Chapter 615: Flower Thief

It is a magic weapon, okay, do you think it is your shovel? !
"Fatty, you are digging a hole here, I'll find some dry firewood and come back!"
Ling Luoyu released the fur ball.
"Maoqiu, go hunt some game! Remember, you need more meat!"
The fur ball responded happily, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.
Feng Chenglin cut down a large rock neatly and threw it out immediately.
There were magical soldiers in hand, but within half a time, he took out a three-meter-square cave.
Ling Luoyu also came back now carrying a bundle of dry branches.
"It's done, we have the right to camp today!"
Mao Qiu grabbed back a small beast the size of a wild boar cub, and went straight in circles with excitement.
After Feng Chenglin dealt with it, he set up a bonfire at the entrance of the cave and began to barbecue.
As it approaches noon, the sky is getting darker.
Ling Luoyu stood on the open ground, looking at the approaching dark clouds with a mysterious expression.
"Fatty man, have you noticed that something seems to be rolling in this dark cloud?!"
Feng Chenglin was doing the barbecue with all his heart, and didn't lift his head when he heard the words: "What can there be? It's just the clouds!"
He sniffed the scent of meat with enjoyment, and the halazi went straight.
"San Shao, where did you get these spices? They are really delicious..."
"I configured it myself! If you like it, when you go back, I will copy you a copy of the recipe!"
In "Cracking", a few drops of heavy rain dripped down.
Ling Luoyu hurried back to the cave, sat down on the mattress, and took out the pitcher to boil water.
"Fat man, how much do you know about Gu Lan!?"
Feng Chenglin was a little surprised: "Gu Lan? That wild man?! Good point, what do you ask him to do?"
"I'm just curious! Besides, now I'm idle and I'm idle. Just listen and listen, it's a relief..."
Feng Chenglin suddenly came to the spirit and did a good job, with a little gossip in his seriousness.
"What did your old man and second commander say about him?"
"Crap, if I say it, will I still ask you!?"
"Actually, I am not very clear about Gu Lan, but on the morning of the accident, I ran to ask my grandfather! All the news was heard from him!"
Ling Luoyu gave him a white look, and cast his eyes down unhappy: "If you have something to say, just let it go! Shao special is here pretending to be a mystery! If you don't have anything to do to solve your boredom now, who wants to listen to your nonsense? !Say!!"
"Speaking of Gu Lan, few people really know it! There are no more than five people in the capital who know his real name! However, when it comes to his nickname, it is so famous, it can be said that no one I don’t know, no one knows..."
Fatty Feng leaned forward mysteriously, raising his eyebrows in motion.
"Do you know what his nickname is?!"
Ling Luoyu didn't bother to pay attention to him, stirring the water in the porcelain jar by himself.
Feng Chenglin retracted his body rather boringly: "His nickname is Taohua Xiaolangjun!"
Ling Luoyu's hand froze suddenly, and his face became a little strange.
"Peach Blossom...Little Lang Jun?!"
Why is this name so familiar! ?
"It won't be the one who was more than 20 years ago... The Flower Picker, right?!"
Twenty years ago, a flower-picking thief suddenly appeared in the capital, calling himself the little peach-blond.
Speaking of this little peach blossom prince, he is completely different from the average flower picking thief.
The flower-picking thief from other people's house sneaked into the boudoir, stunned the girl with drugs, and then did things that hurt the world.