"That's right, our fire hasn't been lit yet, so I want to ask you for a fire." Yu Yan was a little embarrassed when he spoke.
It's not that they came here to make a fire, but that several of them lit the fire together, but they never lit it, but the two of them easily lit the fire.
Yan Gui looked at Mo Shangyun and wanted to ask her opinion.
Mo Shangyun's mood was light, and he ignored Yu Yan's meaning, but he did not show obvious rejection.
So, I got it right.
"Brother Yu, it's a trivial matter to give fire." Yan Gui looked up at Yu Yan with a kind attitude, "We share fire with you, just as you share the route with us, right?"
Yu Yan's expression froze.
Yan Gui's implication is obvious, the irony that the first team has various "villain hearts" because of their following, and theirs are very willing to share, which is in sharp contrast with the insidiousness of the first team.
Some angry, but can not be angry.
There are female soldiers on their side, and another is on his menstrual period, and everyone has been in the rain for a day. If they spend the night in the cold wind, they are very likely to be exhausted tomorrow and it will be difficult to continue the following journey.
There is really no way to come here to find them, everything should be the overall situation, and you can't act on your own.
"… Um."
Yu Yan echoed awkwardly.
"Come."
Seeing him nodding, Yan Guicai waved to him with a smile.
Taking a step forward, he squatted down and went to get the firewood that was burning vigorously in the bonfire.
"Thank you." Yu Yan thanked him.
Yan Gui took two, Yu Yan reached out to pick them up, but saw that Yan Gui avoided him.
"It's okay, I'll take it for you, it's not far anyway." Yan Gui said with great enthusiasm.
"..." Yu Yan was silent for a while, and then bluntly squeezed out two words, "Thank you."
Yan Gui walked with him, and on the way, he said a lot of words.
Mo Shangyun raised his eyes lazily, leaned against the tree trunk behind him, stretched his legs forward, his right foot resting on his left, and his movements were very casual and casual.
Keep eating compressed cookies.
Not long after, Yan returned.
At first sight of her, Yan Gui couldn't help taking credit, "Tsk tsk, you haven't seen it, how ugly their expressions are."
"I can imagine."
Mo Shangyun nodded in agreement.
The first team has always been unwilling to bring them, but now, they have to come to them for help, from pride to disdain for them, to the state of slapping themselves, it is no wonder that they are embarrassed.
"Want me to build a shelter for you?"
Yan Gui ate the remaining compressed biscuits and asked Mo Shangjun actively.
"If you have nothing to do, feel free." Mo Shangjun said lightly.
Yan Gui was stunned, and intuitively guessed what, Hu asked: "Are you doing anything at night?"
Mo Shangyun squinted at him.
After a cough, Yan Gui immediately retracted his gaze and stopped asking further questions.
After a while, he couldn't hold back and asked Mo Shangjun, "Then can I abstain tomorrow?"
After a short pause, Mo Shangyun said, "Swear an oath."
"What's the oath?" Yan Gui didn't know why, and sighed that Mo Shangyun actually believed in the oath.
"If you break your promise, you won't be able to enter your brother's army."
Yan Gui: "… "
poison.
Really poisonous.
Yan Gui took back his previous thoughts.
Under Mo Shangjun's prostitution or oppression, Yan Gui made an honest oath in front of her.
If there is no abstention tomorrow, no matter what method will be used in the future, he will not be able to enter his brother's army.
Mo Shangjun slowly finished the compressed biscuits and drank two more sips of water.
Then, lazily stood up, carrying the backpack and guns to his feet.
"Where?" Yan Gui asked curiously.
Mo Shangyun squinted at him.
Yan Gui felt the murderous aura, and changed his words wisely, "Are you coming back?"
"Um."
Responding lightly, Mo Shangyun didn't say much, turned around and left.
The sky was completely dark, and with the dense trees nearby, Mo Shangyun's figure quickly disappeared from sight.
After Yan Gui watched her disappear, she stretched out and felt bored, hesitating whether to go to a group to chat and pick things up.
Dark night.
Mo Shangjun climbed up a tree, sat on the branch, leaned against the trunk behind him, stretched his legs straight on the branch, and completely disappeared into it.
With her field of vision, she can observe the situation nearby, and when there is movement, she can detect it in advance.
She first took out the infrared detector from her bag and made sure there was no one around before finding out the helmet and putting it on.
This is the instructor's helmet, with a throat microphone to keep them connected.
"Who's there?" Mo Shangyun said.
"I."
"exist."
Ruan Yan and Yan Tianxing responded one after the other.
"Is there any news from the gun king?" Mo Shangjun asked.
"No, I'm following her." Ruan Yan answered.
"How's the situation?"
Ruan Yan said: "To be the king and hegemon, we have gathered all the three and four teams."
"… "
Mo Shangyun paused, raised his hand and touched his nose, feeling a little inefficient.
"There are three left in the second team." This time it was Yan Tianxing who spoke.
"I have one here." Mo Shangjun took over.
After a short pause, she asked again, "Nearby?"
"Well." Yan Tianxing responded lazily.
"Two by the river, have you solved it?"
"Um."
Mo Shangyun raised his eyebrows, "So, let's play a show..."
In view of the attitude of the first team, she intends to change the previous plan appropriately.
Solve them easily, yes, but not happy enough.
When Mo Shangyun returned, the first team was in a state of riot.
From a distance, I heard their voices.
Approaching, as soon as I saw the bonfire burning vigorously, I saw Yan Gui sitting by the side and waving at her.
"The two people who went to catch fish disappeared." Yan Gui raised his eyebrows at her meaningfully.
"… "
Mo Shangyun was quite speechless.
It's a bit wrong this time, it's really not her hand.
Walking over, Mo Shangjun raised his hand and grabbed a strap of the backpack, trying to put it down, but suddenly heard a cold shout, "Hey! Where did you come back from?!"
082. Confrontation between the two sides