Chapter 768: Stupid cold king

Chapter 768 Stupid Cold King
Murong Xue smiled. They have been drunk since the morning wakes up. Now, how can A-tree be drinking more water? He is hungry: "I am also hungry. Let's go and find something to eat first."
"Okay, okay!" Hearing the food, Ai's eyes flashed in an instant, and he drooled.
Murong Xue smiled softly, holding the small hand of Ai, and walked forward quickly.
About a quarter of an hour later, the two came to a small river, and the clear water of the river saw Murong Xue's eyes faint: "A fence, how about eating grilled fish?"
"Okay, okay!" A fenced key point, he is not picky eaters, as long as he can eat enough, it doesn't matter what he eats, but: "Sister, we don't have bait, how do you fish?"
"Let's not fish, let's fish." Murong Xue smiled mysteriously and slammed his hand to the river. He only heard the sound of '砰', the river was beaten and splashed, and two fat fresh fish smashed from the river. Come out and fall in front of Murong Xue, Ari.
The look of the lively jump, seeing that Ai is a glimpse, then squatted down, holding the fresh fish excitedly shouting: "Great, great... there is fish to eat..."
Murong Xue smiled slightly and handled the fish at the fastest speed. She put the branches on the shelf and placed it on the shelf. Then, I lit the dry branches and dried the wood, and started to roast the fish...
A fence stood in front of the fire, and instantly watched the delicious fish gradually become golden yellow in the smoke of the fire, the faint fish smell lingered around the tip of the nose, and A Lei unknowingly swallowed it...
Suddenly, Ai Fen saw a familiar figure, and a black smack flashed a stun, ‘嗖’ and then squatted behind Murong Xue, pulling her sleeves and screaming:
Sister... Sister...

"What's wrong?" Murong Xue looked down at his gaze. He saw a young man stepping over step by step. He walked slowly, but his slender body was still awkward. He was pale and his eyebrows lingered. The thick illness, the throat is full of fatigue...
Tuo Han, he did not die, his life is really big, the scourge is a thousand years, and he is not wrong at all.
Murong Xue felt in the heart, slowly regained his gaze, picked up the grilled fish on the shelf and handed it to the fence: "Don't care about him, let's eat fish!"
"This way... OK?" A fence took over the grilled fish, and the scorpion was full of worries: the savage chilly king had always been ruthless, dig his eyes like numbness, and he hated them inexplicably, not only hurting them to fall on the cliff, but also falling When they attacked them, they hated them and hated them. They would never let them go. Now, when he ran to them, they would definitely find ways to harm them and kill them.
"Reassured." Murong Xue patted the hand of Ai Feng comfortably, and lowered his voice: "Now the extension is cold, although the condition has improved, but the body is very weak, he has no strength, and no energy to find us trouble... "If he doesn't dare to come to trouble, she can shoot him with a palm."

Really?
Ai Feng will be suspicious.
"Believe or not, I am hungry. If you are not in a hurry to eat, then let me give this grilled fish first." Murong Xue said leisurely, reaching for the grilled fish in the hand of Ai Fen.
A fence condenses, twisting and holding the grilled fish in his arms: "Eat and eat... Who said that I am not in a hurry to eat..." I said in a hurry, Afg grabbed the grilled fish and bit hard. A big mouth, in an instant, the hot air with a strong fish aroma straight into the nose, Ai Feng's eyes flashed instantly: "It's delicious, delicious... so delicious..."
Looking at his gobbled look, Murong Xue turned his eyes helplessly: "Slowly eat, no one will grab you."
"Uh huh!" A fence is heavy, and the mouth is full of fish, and it is not clear how to speak.
Murong Xue was so funny that he bent the corner of his mouth and took the second fish that was baked. He ate it slowly, and the rich aroma of the fish floated, making people drool...
Standing in the distance, the Tuohan cold, naturally smelled this fragrance, glanced at Murong Xue, the golden yellow grilled fish in the hands of A Fence, he looked cold and cold, looked around and waved to the surface. In an instant, the clear river is splashing, and the two fat fish are on the shore with the splash, falling in front of Tuohan...
Twisted the cold fish from the roast fish, stringed with the branches, racked to the wooden frame, fired and baked...
The series of movements, seeing Ai Feng beautiful eyes smashed: Han Wang seems to do something less, his steps to roast fish, compared with his sister, seems to be simplified...
Tuo Han Han took a small twig and gently poked the grilled fish. He seemed to want to try whether the fish was baked or not. He didn't want to, the small twigs cut the fish out of a large piece, and the thick smell of the smell was instant. Filled in, the smoked A-tree frowned slightly and frowned: "What is going on?"
"He didn't dig the fish's internal organs." Murong Xue said that it was light and floating.
A fence: "..."
"Can such a fish not be eaten?"
"Of course not." Murong Xue has a faint gaze. Although the fish lives in the water, its internal organs are not clean. It is inedible. It must be dug up. With the internal organs, there is only one extension of the cold. .
Murong Xue and Ai Li’s voices were very small, and they didn’t know if Tuo Han’s cold had been heard. However, he obviously realized that the fish baked with the internal organs could not be eaten, and the half-baked fish was thrown away. After carefully handling another fish, the string was placed on the fire. Somehow, a thick burnt smell passed over.
A fence, a quiet look at the extension of the cold, I saw the fire in front of him, grilled a black lacquered coke......
"Sister, his fish is scorched." A fence leaned into Murong Xue's ear, said lowly, the tender voice filled with a little sympathy, a little bit of gloating.
"I know." Murong Xue nodded lightly, and suddenly became rich in cattle and sheep. Turkic people like to eat roast whole lambs, roast suckling pigs and other barbecues.
Takuya was a cold man, and he followed a lot of guards who helped him to roast his prey. He took care of every meal of his meal. He didn’t need to be a little bit, so he didn’t understand the fish. ......
Murong Xue faintly glanced at the top of the cold, only to see his face gloomy, swiping the firewood, fire, rotten fish all into the river...
Is he angry and angry? I am stupid, but I still blame the fish for not baking...
"Sister, I am a little thirsty. Can you find something like a pot and drink some water?" A fence finished eating the grilled fish, dried it in his mouth, and looked at Murong Xue with pity.
Murong Xue looked around and saw all the empty, except the flowers and trees, the trees, and the half of the vessels that could hold the water: "There is no trace of life in this cliff. It is estimated that there is no water in the water..."
(End of this chapter)