"You can come in and take shelter from the rain, and collect money by the minute, ten spirit stones per person per minute!"

The corners of everyone's mouths twitched. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

She was blocked at the door of the tent by herself, and there was a night star cold who didn't know what she was doing.

The space is so limited that others can't squeeze in even if they want to.

Qing Qian continued to sigh: "The clothes are dry or whatever, what is the most annoying, if only I could take a shower, it is so comfortable to be wet!"

The corners of everyone's mouths twitched again.

What kind of spirit is this? This is clearly the spirit of itchy skin.

Fortunately, before everyone could do it, she had been carried in by Night Star Han, and she pulled the tent so that no one could see the situation inside.

The others also set up tents and hurriedly went in to shelter from the rain.

No one expected that the heavy rain would come, and the sky suddenly darkened with the rain, and the night star cold once again became a prophecy.

Yu Manman sat in the tent and struggled silently, she had only temporarily thought of letting the two people go along.

And now it seems that Night Star Han definitely doesn't look like an ordinary person.

But if not, what is the origin? Are they also heading for the ruins?

The shallowness with him, who seems to be useless and talks a lot of nonsense, how can he become his companion?

Like her, there was Rong Tian, but he was thinking about something else entirely.

"Cold, hey, you are gentle, if you **** burn your body, you can go out to take a bath, and you are guaranteed to be refreshed and ......in good spirits immediately" Qing Qianleng was pressed under him, and immediately shut up obediently.

"If you go any further, don't go in, wait for me here, and I'll help you go in and find someone. Night Star Han looked at him, his tone was deep, and there was no joke in his eyes.

Qing Qian was stunned for a moment, and his smile remained unchanged. "Cold, we've got it. ”

Night Star Han didn't speak.

Qingqian rubbed his head against his neck socket, and there was a little more sleepiness in his voice that he hadn't slept in the morning.

"Han, what are you worried about, is there any trouble that you and I can't settle together?" she automatically and consciously classified herself as a rice worm with her back to the big tree to enjoy the shade.

Ye Xinghan let her rub it, his eyes gradually softened, and his hand gently stroked her soft hair, like a treasure.

The place we are looking for may have something to do with your calamity. ”

"Gah?" Qing Qian's face was confused, and he didn't react.

"The power in this ruin is very mysterious. Night Star Han said lightly.

"And your doom comes from a curse. ”

Qing Qian thought for a while: "You mean, someone put a curse on me?"

"It's just my guess, but it must have something to do with your calamity. "Ye Xinghan still hasn't said a word: the more critical, the more dangerous.

Qing Xuan exaggerated and shouted: "Han, have you forgotten that we are going to live and die in Tongxue, do you want to abandon me and find the second spring?"

Night Star Han unexpectedly didn't cast a cold eye, but didn't say a word, hooked her chin and printed her lips.

Unfortunately, the atmosphere did not last long, and they soon heard a screech that changed its tone from outside the tent.

"Who are you!"

A loud bang followed.

The rain has become much lighter at some point.

When Yexinghan and Qingqian came out of the tent, they saw the fat man standing in the drizzle, holding a huge thunderbolt in both hands and aiming it ahead.

And the target he threw was a person.

To be precise, it was a person wearing Xiao Wei's clothes and squatting under a tree not far away.