Zhuge Ziyun's face was ugly, with a straight face, he helped Huang Shan'er set up the tent without saying a word, and he was in an extremely bad mood. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Huang Shan'er hugged her arms to her chest, looked at it a few times on the side, and then felt a little bored, opened her sexy long legs, opened the tent set up by Zhuge Ziyun with some curiosity, glanced inside, her eyes stayed on the sleeping bag, and asked with some curiosity: "Senior brother, what is in your tent...... Is it a sleeping bag?"

Zhuge Ziyun listened, was stunned for a moment, the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching, then turned his head and forced himself to show a bright smile: "Senior sister, this is the ...... I bought for you."

"Oh, thank you then. Huang Shan'er flattened her soft lips and took her gaze back, but she was thinking in her heart, "It's all opened and put in your tent, which one bought it for me, it's really hypocritical." ”

Zhuge Ziyun naturally didn't know Huang Shan'er's thoughts, and thought self-righteously that Huang Shan'er must have been very moved in her heart, and secretly glanced at it, but found that she was wrong, and there was not even a smile on her face.

After helping Huang Shan'er set up the tent, Zhuge Ziyun was very reluctant to put the sleeping bag of his tent into Huang Shan'er's tent, and then he felt uncomfortable, as if he was about to get sick, especially his heart, as if he had been grabbed by someone, very depressed, very uncomfortable, and couldn't help but sigh, love is really very bitter.

And Meng Fan's side, because he gave Zhuge Ziyun a tent, and then set up a bigger one, which is a bit like a yurt, and it is no problem to sleep four or five people.

This tent was specially prepared by Meng Fan when he was preparing supplies before he went to Huyang Temple, and it was considered that when he woke up the creek in the future, he could camp and play on Pig's Trotter Mountain, and if the tent was larger, it would be comfortable to live in, or even ...... When you have a child, you won't run out of space.

At this time, the tent was set up, and the three of them could sit in it and discuss what would happen after the entrance to the tomb was opened, and it would be a temporary conference room.

In the distance, behind the boulders.

Huang Shan'er lived in a tent for the first time, and her curiosity was strong, after Zhuge Ziyun helped her build it, she couldn't wait to get in, studied the sleeping bag a little, and then put herself in, only exposing her two eyes outside, blinking, not afraid of the wind, not afraid of the cold.

Zhuge Ziyun's side was more miserable, there was no sleeping bag, the bottom of the tent was very cold, sitting in it, it was like sitting on a block of ice, but fortunately, his cultivation was profound, and he could still endure it.

However, after nightfall, the wind and snow became more severe, the temperature dropped to an extremely cold level, Zhuge Ziyun's face appeared two plateau red, his lips were purple, and the cold pierced his heart, so he couldn't sit at all, so he opened the zipper of the tent, poked his head out and glanced at Huang Shan'er's tent, and found that there was no movement inside, as if he was asleep.

"It's so hard to pick up girls!"

Zhuge Ziyun sighed, and was about to retract his head back into the tent, but suddenly smelled a strong fragrance, which was sure to be the smell of mutton, which made him a little surprised, walked out of the tent, followed the smell, and saw a scene that made him stunned!

I saw a huge tent standing majestically next to an off-road vehicle, the lights were bright, there were three figures shining on the tent, the tent door curtain opened a crack, bursts of white gas mixed with the rich smell of meat, came out of it, and heard a chat......

"Why does he still have a tent? It's so big!"

"Can you eat mutton in it?"

"Is this a special vacation?"

Seeing Meng Fan's tyrant-like style, Zhuge Ziyun was dumbfounded, his heart trembled, licked his chapped lips, he crept towards Meng Fan's big tent, and as the distance narrowed, the fragrance became stronger and stronger, making him droop down!

When he got a few meters away, the expression on his face became complicated, and he opened his mouth several times to say hello, for example, hey, just passing by, you guys are having dinner, why don't you be together, something like that.

However, in the end, he still held back, the ancients were not food to eat, as an inner disciple of the Pure Ming Sect, he cultivated to break through the ninth level of condensation immediately, he must not be so shameless, gritted his teeth, and sneaked back with envy and hatred.

In Meng Fan's tent, Shangguan Ning was holding a handful of green vegetables and putting them in a copper shabu-shabu pot, with several empty plates beside him, and shredded mutton meat was still hanging on the plates.

"Meng Fan, it's really yours, what other good things are you hiding?" Shangguan Ning smiled sweetly, picked up the chopsticks with beautiful fingers like green onions, pulled the shabu-shabu, and looked at Meng Fan with beautiful eyes, and the slender and tight long legs stretched to one side, and the curve was very attractive.

The weather was bad, she thought that everyone would stay in the tent bored, waiting for the entrance to open, but she didn't expect Meng Fan to bring everyone such a sumptuous dinner.

Even Meng Fan didn't expect that what he was hiding in the Qiankun space at that time ...... You can still eat it!

In the first two hours, Meng Fan was a little bored in the tent, and couldn't help but think of the time when he was in Huyangguan and cultivated the cliff, at that time, he was sleeping on a marching bed in the cave, lighting an alcohol stove, eating delicious food, and how comfortable he wanted to be, and when he arrived here and now, he wanted to relive it again, so he took out the food he had saved before from the Qiankun space, and was pleasantly surprised to find that the food was not rotten!

The vegetables are still freshly bought, as if they have just been picked from the garden.

Even the mutton has a fresh texture, and after shabu-shabu, it tastes very good in your mouth.

This made Meng Fan realize in surprise that the original Qiankun space also has a fresh-keeping function, which is even more powerful than those imported high-end refrigerators!

It's no wonder that the elixir put in the dried corpse has not deteriorated, I don't know how many years it has been in the Qiankun space, and the requirements for the preservation environment of the elixir are still quite high.

"There are a lot of good things, everyone can eat them with confidence. The corners of Meng Fan's mouth curled up with a graceful arc, and he glanced at Shangguan Ning, "I also have to thank you for funding me to buy these things, and now the seven groups are in difficulty, I really regret not buying more at that time." ”

After a pause, he said: "I hope Lao Guo can smell the fragrance and crawl out of the cave by himself, so that we don't have to bother looking for him." ”

Shangguan Ning sneered when he heard this, then pursed his lips again, looked in the direction of the tomb cave, and his expression darkened.

"Sister Shangguan, don't be afraid, there is nothing in the world that my boss can't solve. Seeing that Shangguan Ning's face had changed, Liu Erxie comforted him, then took a mouthful of the dish and put it in his mouth.

After a while, the weather outside became more and more bad, the wind rolled up the heavy snow, rolling in the air, whimpering, and the sound was huge, Meng Fan frowned, and pulled up the curtain of the tent a little.

But Zhuge Ziyun's side is in a completely different situation.

"Freeze to death, freeze to death!"

Zhuge Ziyun held his hands in front of his mouth, kept snorting on the heat, his face was red from the cold, his ears were red, and he shivered, remembering the steaming comfort scene on Meng Fan's side, he gritted his teeth, climbed out of the tent, patted Huang Shan'er's tent, and called twice: "Senior sister, junior sister!"

"Is there something wrong, senior brother?"

At this time, Huang Shan'er was also freezing in her sleeping bag, which was unbearable. At first, it was fine, but as the night deepened, the temperature in the sleeping bag became lower and lower, as if sleeping in an ice cellar.

"Are you cold?" Zhuge Ziyun froze so much that his voice changed tone, and he even had a touch of crying.

"It's so cold!" Huang Shan'er replied, seeing the heat coming out of her mouth, she hurriedly pursed her lips, afraid that the heat in her body would dissipate.

"Wait a minute, I'll find some dry firewood, and we'll make a fire." Zhuge Ziyun said in a trembling voice, bent over and walked around, picked up some wet firewood with ice ballast, returned to Huang Shan'er's tent, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Senior sister...... Can I go in?" )