Chapter 41: Birthmarks? Scar?

Qin Feng stepped forward, his toes tapped, and in the blink of an eye, he flew up to the trunk of the tree, he pulled out the arrow, and then jumped down. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Big brother! Is this snake an achievement? Qin Feng asked.

"This ......" Qin Ao shook his head, "I don't know either." ”

"Whatever, is the snake dead?" Qing Ying is more concerned about this.

Qin Feng rolled his eyes when he saw Qingying's disgusted expression, "It's dead, it's dead!" He weighed it for a moment, and muttered, "If it doesn't count, I'll take it back and make wine......

"Qin Ao, why are you with Qin Feng?" Lan Junfeng asked.

Qin Ao then remembered the purpose of his visit, turned around without saying a word, and brought the hunted deer over, "This deer was hunted by me and Yan Xuming of the Yongying camp, we discussed it, and we made lunch for the two camps." ”

Lan Junfeng glared at the deer, and then looked at Qin Feng, this guy even hunted a deer?

"Xiaofeng, you guys are responsible for roasting it! The people of the Yong camp will also come to the waterfall in the afternoon. Qin Ao explained, and then straightened his back bag, "I'll go for a walk again." ”

"Go, go, go!" Qin Feng waved his hand and told him to leave quickly.

Lan Junfeng wanted to inquire about how many Qin Ao had hunted, but he walked too fast, so he had to give up.

"How do you do such a big deer?" Qingying crossed her hands on her hips, a little difficult.

"You forgot we have Xiaobai?" Qin Feng raised his eyebrows at Qingying.

"That's right! Su Dongbai is a family of imperial chefs, he must understand! Qing Ying said excitedly.

"Alright, you guys keep watching, I'll go find him and get this thing together!" Qin Feng was about to leave as he spoke.

Qingying didn't want to grab Qin Feng's arm and said, "Wait! ”

Qin Feng tilted his head and raised his eyebrows.

Qingying smiled awkwardly and glanced at Lan Junfeng, she was very worried about what would happen if there was another snake...... Besides, I haven't had a chance to check that thing yet!

Qin Feng: They must clean the venison before roasting it, right? Perhaps, it may not be possible to see it on the fly...... Right! That's all it can do!

Qingying rolled his eyes and smiled, "Qin Feng! Anyway, this trap is set, and I don't know if there will be any 'guests' for a while? They come in, and they can't get out! Why don't we go and help with the barbecue! ”

"yes!" Lan Junfeng hurriedly took over, "Maybe we are around here, but it makes them even more afraid to approach!" ”

Anyway, he doesn't want to stay here! Maybe there's another snake! Lan Junfeng still had lingering palpitations about the scene just now.

Qin Feng frowned, looking back and forth at Qingying and Lan Junfeng, thinking, when did these two have such a unified opinion?

Forget it, it's actually right, it's useless to stay here, just go together.

"Alright! Then let's go find them first, and then we'll go together! ”

With permission, Qingying and Lan Junfeng breathed a sigh of relief together, and finally let go of the big things in their hearts.

Although Qin Feng didn't know what the two of them were thinking, he didn't care, and when he found the group, he went to the waterfall.

Although it is a mountain waterfall, but in fact, the water flow is very small, it can only be regarded as a small stream with a drop, Qin Feng and Lan Junfeng worked together to carry the deer to the stream, and Qingying also followed suit.

Qin Feng thought that Qingying was in the way, and waved at her, asking her to go away.

But Qingying had another plan in her heart, thinking about how to make Qin Feng roll up her sleeves, and she didn't want to go away, so she said flatteringly, "Oh, maybe I can help?!" ”

Qin Feng glanced at Qingying up and down, this weak boy must have never seen a slaughtering scene, let alone slaughtering a beast as big as a deer!

"Don't throw up later!" Qin Feng teased.

Qingying is puzzled, why don't you just wash the fur, what's there to vomit? It was a little disgusting when I first saw this dead deer, but it was acceptable.

"Don't worry! I'm not going to throw up! Kiyoying smiled.

The best is! Qin Feng didn't say anything more, took out the short sword at his waist, and walked to the side of the stream.

Although Qingying didn't understand why he suddenly took out a short sword, that posture should be cleaned!

Here's your chance! Qing Ying was overjoyed in his heart, and hurriedly followed Qin Feng's steps and came to his left side.

As soon as Qin Feng stretched out his short sword into the stream, he heard Qingying say, "Qin Feng! You'll get your sleeves wet if you wash it like this! ”

"No!" He didn't stretch his whole arm out!

"Oh, there's always a case, if the cuffs get wet and stick to the body, the wind will blow and you will get sick!" Qingying said and squatted beside Qin Feng, "Let's roll up your sleeves!" Don't catch a cold, it's still cold! ”

I've never heard that getting wet cuffs can make people cold! Qin Feng felt that today's Qingying was extremely clingy, and there seemed to be something greasy in it, "What are you going to do?" Qin Feng stopped his movements and looked at Qingying.

Qingying didn't expect Qin Feng to suddenly look at him, his eyes were full of vigilance! The smile on Qingying's face froze for a moment, and then waved his hand, "No! I'm just afraid you'll get your cuffs wet! I have to hunt in the afternoon, how uncomfortable it is to stick to my body! ”

Is it? Qin Fenghu looked at Qingying's eyes suspiciously. Qingying pursed the corners of her mouth and met his eyes, very calm. Fortunately, it's Qin Feng, she can deal with it better!

Maybe he really thinks he's going to wet his cuffs? Qin Feng pursed his lips and thought to himself, when he slaughtered the deer, he would have to roll up his sleeves, otherwise he might get bloody.

"It's good!" Qin Feng put down the short sword in his hand and untied the strap on his wrist.

Yes, that's good! That's it! Pick it up! Hurry up! Qingying stared at Qin Feng's sleeve silently, his heart was beating fast, and he couldn't wait to lift his sleeve by himself.

However, Qin Feng didn't get what she wanted, and the sleeve of his left arm stopped when he reached his elbow, and then he picked up the other side.

Feed! This one is a little bit higher! Qingying frowned and glared at Qin Feng, a little anxious, but he didn't know how to speak.

Qin Feng saw that Qingying had been staring at his arm, and he was even more puzzled, "Is there something wrong?" ”

Qingying was stunned, reluctantly laughed twice, and waved his hand, "No, no." ”

Damn, it's almost that! Qingying pursed the corners of her mouth unwillingly.

Qin Feng didn't know what Qingying meant, shook his head, picked up the short sword, and cleaned it.

Qin Feng's movements were not big, but the sleeves still slid up and down with him, and Qingying, who had already given up, suddenly saw a black and blue ball on Qin Feng's arm.

If you look closely, it's a bit like a tattoo! Qingying immediately asked, "Qin Feng, why do you have a tattoo on your arm?" ”

Qin Feng stopped, looked at Qingying, and thought, this kid's eyes are quite sharp! Did he see my arm somewhere before and see a tattoo so it was a novelty? That's why you keep asking me to open my sleeves?

Qin Feng put down the short sword, lifted his sleeves, and simply showed Qing Ying enough, "Are you talking about this?" ”

Qingying immediately took a closer look, and his expression was very serious.

Qin Feng felt that his guess should be right, and breathed a sigh of relief, "You! If you want to see my tattoo, just say it! What do you think? This eagle is a good idea! ”

He touched his nose a little proudly, and Qingying could only laugh twice when he saw it, "It's very good-looking......"

"That's it!"

Qingying asked seemingly casually, "Why do you want to get a tattoo?" Is it to cover up any birthmarks? ”

Qin Feng was stunned when he heard this, and looked at the eyes of the Qing Ying. He asked seemingly casually, but why did I have the illusion that this wasn't the case?

Birthmark...... Why did he say it was a birthmark?