Zhu Zhuqing sat on a stone next to the stream, looking at the busy figure not far away, not knowing what he was thinking.

Mihawk neatly decapitated, tailed, deboned, eviscerated and threw into the creek.

Once cleaned, place the Earth Splitter on the large leaves that spread all over the ground.

The ring flashed and took out an obsidian cross longsword about his height, which he had paid a lot of money to customize in the Heaven Dou Empire two years ago.

Peel a slender tree prepared in advance, peel it from three times and divide it by two, sharpen the front end, and poke it into the chrysanthemum of the earth-splitting dragon on the leaves......

"Hiss......"

The soul beasts who were attracted by the smell of blood around and peeked at Qi Qi gasped and ran away with their tails in their mouths.

Nima! I've made sure that this is someone they can't mess with!

When Zhu Zhuqing saw this scene, black lines appeared on his white forehead, and he was still looking forward to it, but his rumbling stomach also calmed down, and he felt that eating was not fragrant at all.

Mihawk put the ...... Phew, flipped the dragon on the huge grill, brushed with oil, sprinkled with spices, and roasted from afternoon to evening, finally the whole earth splitting dragon was cooked and placed on top of the leaves.

Mihawk, cut off a hind leg and wrapped it in leaves, and sent it to Zhu Zhuqing and whispered.

"Eat."

Zhu Zhuqing looked at the hind legs of a sheep-sized earth-splitting dragon in front of him and was silent......

Catwoman: "Meow Meow Meow ???"

Smelling the aroma of barbecue, Zhu Zhuqing couldn't help it, she had been hungry for a few days, and her eyes glared at Mihawk with some resentment.

Then there was a flash of light in his hand, and a dagger appeared, cut a piece, and ate it in small bites, secretly observing Mihawk.

Mihawk feasted on large chunks, his mouth not as big as a rubber man's, but fast enough, and soon the Earth Splitter was left with only its torso bones.

Zhu Zhuqing's eyes changed from surprise to shock to numbness now, his small mouth opened wide, looking at Mihawk's huge belly and feeling a little scared, of course, not afraid that Mihawk would die, but worried that Mihawk would not eat himself without eating... Meow~

Mihawk was lying on the ground, holding a bamboo stick and picking his teeth, in fact, he usually used a knife to pick his teeth, the bamboo stick was too strong, but he was afraid of scaring Zhu Zhuqing so he replaced it with a bamboo stick.

After picking your teeth, press your right hand on your belly.

"Life Returned"

"Puff"

Under Zhu Zhuqing's expression as if he had been struck by lightning, his huge belly quickly shrank and turned into an eight-pack abs again.

(The kobold author patted his strong abs, stretched out his thumb, and his canine teeth lit up, yes, eight-pack abs, I said.) ）

Mihawk wrapped the garbage on the ground in leaves and threw it into the creek.

Brook......

The night in the Star Dou Great Forest was a little cold, the flames on the bonfire were swaying left and right with the cold wind, Zhu Zhuqing sat by the bonfire and hugged his legs, his chin pressed against his knees in a daze at the bonfire.

Mihawk's eagle eyes were reflected by the firelight like a mirror, and Zhu Zhuqing in the mirror was as beautiful as an elf in the night, looking at her slightly trembling body, I don't know why my cold heart was touched a little.

Then he spoke

"Let's go to the cabin."

Zhu Zhuqing is clear.

"I hate living in a cabin"

After speaking, he stood up, bent his legs towards a stout tree, jumped up, lay on the trunk, took out a wine gourd and looked at the moon from afar, and drank a sip of wine from time to time, so it was not chic.

"Puff"

Zhu Zhuqing covered his mouth and chuckled, and then returned to normal, the smile at that moment was amazingly beautiful, and even the moon in the sky pulled away the dark clouds and hid shyly.

"Go away, it will affect my view of the moon."

Mihawk said impatiently.

Zhu Zhuqing didn't speak again, stood for a while and turned around and walked towards the wooden house.

Neither of them is good at expressing their feelings, and staying here will only make the atmosphere awkward.

Mihawk glanced at Zhu Zhuqing's back and raised his head to pour wine.

Zhu Zhuqing lay on the wooden bed, smelling the faint fragrance of flowers on the table, and tightened the quilt on his body.

The experience of these days made her have a lot of thoughts, first escaped from the Star Luo Empire, encountered many traps along the way, and finally was chased by the killer, don't think about it, it must be her sister Zhu Zhuyun who did it, this is a woman with a heart like a femme fatale and Zhu Zhuqing are two extremes.

Then she was rescued by this man named Mihawk, thinking that Mihawk Zhu Zhuqing's cold face was smiling again, it was incredible, maybe she hadn't smiled as much as this day for more than ten years.

Zhu Zhuqing's mind was full of Mihawk's appearance, the way he carried the Earth Splitting Dragon, the way he drank with his bare chest, his huge belly when eating, and the few conversations between the two of them, especially the sentence "I don't like wooden houses"

What a lame and stupid excuse.

Zhu Zhuqing was a little stupid, but when he remembered the way Mihawk drank to the moonlight, his heart suddenly hurt.

The environment makes the character!

Zhu Zhuqing thought that his personality was already incompatible with other people, and he didn't even know how to speak.

And what about Mihawk? Even colder and even withdrawn than himself, isolated from the world.

What is it that can make a person endure loneliness and live in this Star Dou Great Forest full of death? Then think of Mihawk's strength.

Suddenly

Zhu Zhuqing was a little dizzy, he was so tired in the past few days, and he was tortured both mentally and physically.

Don't think about it

I pulled the quilt, and I didn't know why I lifted the quilt again and sniffed it deeply, as if I wanted to remember this smell forever.

But then he retracted his head into the quilt with a weak heart, his cheeks were a little hot, and his heart beat faster, and after a while, he poked his head out to replenish oxygen and slowly calmed down.

Through the wall, Mihawk said softly to the trees outside the cabin

"Good night, Mihawk!"

Outside the wooden house, as the domineering color of seeing and hearing continued to deepen, no slight movement around could escape Mihawk's ears, let alone this good night.

Mihawk took a sip of wine, then hooked the corners of his mouth and muttered:

"Good night, Zhu Zhuqing!"

Then he pushed the sight and smell to the extreme, covering all the areas around the wooden house for a thousand meters, and closed his eyes.

The breeze blows, the blue flowers sway gently around the wooden house, and the little insects also make an agreement with the wind and start their own nocturne.

This night

Zhu Zhuqing's sleeping lovely face had a hint of a smile............