"A woman from the Yu tribe!" Beside the campfire, Yu Mu held an iron basin three times bigger than his head, drank a thick soup and swallowed more than ten kilograms of fish slices, flicking his fingers. The edge of the basin sent out his and Feng Xing's unique code.
Feng Xing glanced at Yu Mu's fat fingers dancing lightly on the edge of the basin, holding an iron bowl and slowly tasting the delicious fish soup, without any reaction to Yu Mu's words.
Yes, this is a woman from the Yu tribe. She belongs to a foreign race and her origins are unknown. No matter where she comes from, the tribes north of Pusaka or the armies along the way are all Juramon-like idiots. She can bump into Pusaka without anyone noticing. A girl's personal strength is definitely not as weak as her appearance.
Who knows what she is doing in Kasaka
Who knows what purpose she has
According to Yu Mu's idea, it would be best to capture her alive and then hand her over to Ji Hao for disposal.
But Feng Xing didn't show any change in expression, and had no intention of speaking. He just drank soup and meat. The flickering bonfire shone on Feng Xing's body, and the long black shadow swayed on the snow, restless, but as cold and silent as snow.
The girl was holding a delicate jade bowl in her hands, sitting very close to the bonfire, sipping the fish soup in small sips. She raised her head from time to time, curious and alert, and glanced at Yu Mu and Feng Xing quickly like a frightened deer.
Gradually, her eyes moved away from Yu Mu, who was as bulging as a big meat ball and his body looked more like a monster, and focused more and more intensively on Feng Xing.
Fengxing is tall and thin, with an inconspicuous dragon-skin soft armor tightly wrapped around his body. Through the thin soft armor, his well-proportioned muscle outlines can be clearly seen. He sat far away from the bonfire, sitting at the junction of the bonfire and the night, like a lonely wild wolf, with an aura of indifference and chill around him.
The girl has seen countless young men who are considered outstanding among their peers, but those proud Yu youths are like pampered tulips. They are luxurious, graceful and extremely beautiful, but they give people a feeling of being the same.
The smell of Feng Xing was completely different from those noble young men of the Yu clan with extraordinary family backgrounds. He was aloof and independent, cold and powerful, and his thin body was always filled with strong vitality.
The girl even felt that even if Fengxing only had one finger or a piece of flesh left, as long as he was buried in fertile soil, a new and living Fengxing would grow.
This powerful vitality, this wild and aloof atmosphere made the girl feel very fresh and curious.
The delicate nose twitched, and the girl touched the huge black crystal pendant between her eyebrows, and placed it squarely between her eyebrows, covering the dark, deep black line between her eyebrows that seemed to swallow everything.
"The fish soup is delicious... Can I have another bowl?" The girl's face turned a little red. She didn't dare to raise her head and muttered in a low voice: "I eat very little... One bowl is enough... But, Golden Horn also She’s hurt and she’s hungry.”
'Snoring, snoring' Yu Mu, who was eating and drinking, suddenly stopped swallowing. He put down the big iron basin in displeasure, widened his eyes, and said angrily: "There isn't much meat in the first place, and there are people trying to grab it. I'm already very pitiful. You girl doesn't eat much. If I take care of you with a bowl of fish soup, it's considered a good deed by me... But treating an animal to drink fish soup?"
Feng Xing squinted his eyes, drank the fish soup in the iron bowl in one gulp, and said coldly and ruthlessly: "Eat grass. Although she has horns, a horse with horns is still a horse, even though it is freezing cold. The grass is green now, and even a few mouthfuls of dry grass can fill your stomach.”
The unicorn standing next to the girl widened his eyes and opened his mouth, looking at Feng Xing with a very human look of disbelief.
A horse with horns
He said she was a horse with horns
He wants her to eat grass? Eat those dark, dirty withered grasses that lie weary in the snow
The hair on the unicorn's body stood up one by one. She shook the injured hoof uneasily and let out a breath of hot breath with a 'hum' sound.
"Golden Horn!" The girl patted the unicorn's neck, drooped her eyelids, and said softly: "I'm sorry, Golden Horn is not a horse, she is the divine beast of light. Well, I heard that you are not interested in 'light' If your perception of the power of the attribute is not strong, you can treat her as a divine beast with the sun attribute."
After a pause, the girl whispered: "Jinjiao never eats grass. When she is at home, she only eats the freshest fruits. She occasionally eats fish and shrimp for a change, and she never eats raw food. She...she doesn't eat either. many."
Yu Mu frowned. This was not a matter of eating too much, but a matter of principle.
It was only right for Feng Xing to share half of the delicacies he had worked so hard to prepare. The two of them had been dependent on each other since childhood.
There is no way to give this girl an advantage. Who can make this girl lively and have a temper that is not as annoying as those of the aliens? Moreover, Fengxing's attitude towards this girl is a bit weird, very different from his usual behavior, so Uncle Yu Mu has a big belly, so it's not a big deal for this girl to eat and drink.
But let an animal share the delicious food cooked by his uncle Yu Mu!
This simply touched Yu Mu's bottom line, and he would never agree!
Standing up fiercely, Yu Mu pointed at the unicorn next to the girl and was about to speak, when suddenly his and Feng Xing's expressions suddenly changed at the same time.
The huge iron pot spurted out a faint light, and a pot of soup flew up, circling around Yu Mu. Dozens of thick, solid black runes the size of fists spurted out from the iron pot. A thick iron-colored curtain of light formed around Yu Mu.
Feng Xing's body shook, like an explosion, instantly turning into hundreds of afterimages shooting out in all directions.
Streams of strong winds spurted out from the afterimage of the wind, stirring up countless mud and snow water, and even smashed the bonfire to pieces. Countless sparks mixed with the mud and snow water flew in all directions, and the sparks flickered and shattered the bonfire. The night inside.
Through the dim light of Mars, one can see the rapidly approaching black shadows.
When Yu Mu and Feng Xing made emergency movements at the same time, these black figures had strange-shaped long bows in their hands at the same time. A breeze spurted out from the bow strings, and the large rain of arrows did not make the slightest sound. Wrapped in the breeze, they were like the fangs of poisonous snakes, shooting towards the vital points of Yu Mu and Feng Xing from all directions.
The breeze blew against my face, bringing with it a biting murderous intent.
The arrow shot through the air and blocked almost all blind spots in the surrounding area.
Hundreds of windy afterimages were hit by arrows, and with a soft groan, little blood flowers fell from the air, and were crushed by the arrow's energy before they even hit the ground.
Gonggong Wuyou's voice suddenly came from a distance:
"Hey? How could there be such a charming girl? Be careful, don't hurt a hair on her head!"
(End of chapter)