Four hundred and thirty-one, hot again

"How can I leave you alone and go first?" Germanium Peng was not happy, "Wait for you for a while, let's go together." Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info”

Ji Yanran looked at Mo Shengqian, as soon as Mo Shengqian's hand moved, the two rafts collided, germanium Peng stabilized his body and looked, but saw Mo Shengqian said indifferently: "Go! Her temperament has always been like this......

The two people present were urging him to go, and germanium Peng's temper also came up: "Let's go!

Compared with Ji Yanran, germanium Peng is not worried about Yingzheng at all, Ji Yanran is different, first of all, she is a woman, secondly, she is a beauty, and finally, along the way, he didn't see how good her strength was......

The so-called indoor military training ranks second, most likely because of the behind-the-scenes background.

This swamp is so vast that as far as the eye can see, heaven and earth are connected, the grass is yellow and green, and the mud is glowing like moonlight, and the whole land looks messy, but it has a bit of wild beauty.

Soon, the two figures on the raft turned past a cluster of weeds half a man high, the weeds were not thick, and their shadows flashed in the shadows, and soon they were completely invisible.

Ji Yanran straightened up, paddled over the thick wooden branches used as 'oars', and returned to the long road, the breeze gently brushed the corners of her clothes, and even blew the smile on her face cold.

She would never believe Yingzheng's nonsense.

Judging from Ying Zheng's words and deeds at that time, she really didn't see any suspicions, but from the contact these days, her sixth sense told her that Ying Zheng was definitely hiding something important.

For peace of mind, she had to go back and take a look.

The boundary between a swamp and a hard ground is not very clear, because there is a wetland in the middle, and the wetland, which is slightly drier than the swamp, will sink half a foot thick and stop when stepped on with the weight of an ordinary person, and there is no danger like a swamp.

A black fish glides on the wet mud, occasionally rolling around, wrapped in layers of mud.

When Yingzheng is slow, its speed also slows down.

When she's fast, it's quick to keep up.

It's not okay if people don't pay attention, but Rao was discovered by Yingzheng, and instead he straightened up half of his body, his mouth opened and closed, and the double fish eyes revealed emotions similar to those of people - anxious, arrogant, and dissatisfied.

Ying Zheng tilted his head innocently: "Snakehead, I didn't rob you of your food......"

Although the snakehead is a fish, it can not only glide on the muddy ground, but also live for three days out of the water, its favorite thing is to hunt in the lakes and rivers, Yingzheng also did not see much, the only time was when he was very young, when he was hungry, he stared at a fish of this kind, and it took him a long time to catch it.

She caught the fish and simply processed it and put it on the fire to roast it, nothing was put in, it tasted very fishy, and it was not salty, it was reasonable to say that it was difficult to eat, but she still felt that it was delicious when she was hungry.

Thinking of this, Ying Zheng directly opened his mouth and threatened: "If you follow me again, I will roast you!

When the words fell, the black fish suddenly jumped up, and Ying Zheng hurriedly retreated, but was swept to the corner of his clothes by the fish's tail, and was immediately stained with a large mud stain.

Ying Zheng's face immediately darkened.

At this time, the black fish slipped faster than the nimble snake, like a loach shuttling between the mud, and when Ying Zheng caught up, he could only catch an afterimage by eyesight.

Grunt.

Grunt.

Grunt.

The swirls in the mud were one after another, and the central depression was still bubbling, and after a while, it was blown by the wind, and then one after another 'grunt' could be heard.

When chasing somewhere, Ying Zheng suddenly slowed down, and looked at the raised wrist with a hint of complexity, the stone on the mecha was against her skin, and at this moment through the light, as if something was beating.

It's hot again......