"Hmph." Zhuifeng replied to Xiaosi with a cold snort.
He was too lazy to play with Xiaosi and play with children's things. He had serious business to do.
Without even looking at Xiao Si, Zhui Feng walked into the woods. He wanted to chop wood to make a stretcher, and Zhou Zhongkang was in a coma. He wanted to go farther away so as not to disturb him with noise.
Xiaosi followed him ghostly, shouting:
"Chop wood, chop wood, Zhui Feng, do you dare to compete with me, who can chop more wood?"
Zhui Feng finally couldn't bear it anymore and replied with two cold words:
"boring!"
Xiaosi's eyebrows immediately raised: "Yeah, I'm just bored, and extremely bored. Zhui Feng, can you chat with me? It doesn't matter what we talk about, and how long we want to chat!"
Zhui Feng immediately pursed his lips.
He began to deeply regret why he had made that comment just now.
It was as if the gourd that Xiaosi had been holding in for a long time finally let go, and the words in his stomach popped out like beans.
He was so depressed just now, it almost drove him crazy.
Now there is no outsider in front of him, only Zhui Feng, a boring gourd, can say whatever he wants and vent his feelings however he wants.
"I said Zhui Feng, your martial arts skills are better than mine, but your wood-cutting skills are far worse than mine. Look, I have already cut down five big trees, but what about you? You have only cut down a few trees. ? And what kind of thing are you cutting? Has this tree been gnawed by dogs? Tsk, tsk, tsk, the tree you picked is as thin as a bean sprout, how can it be able to support a stretcher? The tree is so big and thick!”
Zhui Feng wished he could plug his ears, but even if he blocked his ears, he couldn't stop Xiaosi from chattering.
What he couldn't understand was that Xiaosi was fine when he was in the palace, but how could he turn into a complete talker as soon as he left the palace
"Is it useful to be big and thick? It's not like making a canoe."
Zhui Feng glanced at Xiao Si and said lightly sarcastically. He walked around the big trees he had chopped down, selected one of suitable thickness, and started chopping it down with his sword.
"Ah?" Xiaosi's face suddenly became hot.
He only thought about defeating Chai Feng, but he didn't expect that the wood he cut was not suitable for making a stretcher at all.
"Okay, okay, I lost again."
Xiao Si said admitting his mistake, admit it. There is nothing to be ashamed of admitting defeat in front of Zhui Feng.
He and Zhui Feng kept talking while setting up the stretcher.
"By the way Zhui Feng, I clearly saw hundreds of black-clad killers coming towards our station, but why didn't I see any of them? Did these people disappear out of thin air? Also, how did these Imperial Guards come to be? Defeat those people? Do you believe it?”
Zhui Feng buried his head in the stretcher and said nothing.
Because he doesn't have an answer either.
"Young Master, Brother Zhui Feng, what are you busy with?"
Suddenly a voice came from behind.
Xiao Si asked a series of questions, but Zhui Feng was like a gourd with its mouth cut off, not a single word came out. He was feeling bored, but when he looked back, he was overjoyed.
It was one of the imperial guards. Hearing the sound of chopping down trees, he came over to see what was going on. When he saw the two of them, he stepped forward to say hello.
"Haha, it turns out it's you! Come on, come on!" Xiaosi immediately greeted the imperial guard affectionately and enthusiastically.
His appearance frightened the guard, thinking that there was someone else behind him and that Xiao Si was greeting someone else.