I don't know how the current atmosphere has become like this, Feng Qiqi almost wants to lament his fate, did he encounter some evil star?

  Long Rin pulled her hand and foot to walk in front, looking at it from Feng Qiqi's angle, he could still see the corners of Long Rin's stiff hooked mouth.

  And the Martial God followed behind them unhurriedly, as if he knew Long Rin's resistance, and maintained a certain distance, but did not come forward.

  Feng Qiqi sighed in her heart, why did she have to be in the middle of the couple's quarrel, so she stretched out her hand and pulled the long dark blue hair that was fluttering in front of her.

  "It hurts! What are you doing! Long Rin was forced to stop, and looked at Feng Qiqi with wide eyes, this dead girl really didn't spare her hand at all!

  "I'm hungry and can't walk!" Feng Qiqi sighed, she had a hangover yesterday and drank a bowl of water in the morning when she had a stomachache, and now she has been reminding her that she needs to eat!

  Long Rin rolled his eyes dissatisfied, he knew Feng Qiqi's urine, and it was almost her life to be hungry, and he didn't know what a scattered immortal would eat!

  Although his face was disgusted, his fingers subconsciously touched his pocket, and then showed a look of embarrassment.

  He would put a lot of things in his clothes, but this clothes belonged to the martial gods, not his, so there was nothing sakura in the bare

  Over there, Feng Qiqi was still looking at him expectantly, waiting for him to conjure up a bunch of delicacies that he hadn't eaten before.

  However, Long Rin had been standing there stiffly, Feng Qiqi's eyes widened, and he couldn't help but put his hands up and down at Long Rin: "Huh! Come in your pockets, where did all the food I asked you to prepare! ”

  The martial god really couldn't stand it anymore, so he directly pulled Long Rin into his arms, stretched out his hand and handed Feng Qiqi a Qiankun bag: "Eat." ”

  The two of them, all four eyes were staring at the Qiankun bag embroidered with martial arts.

  Then Feng Qiqi used extremely fast speed to open Long Rin's blocking hand and snatch the Qiankun bag in the martial god's hand into his arms, and then jumped and looked at Long Rin nervously.

  Long Rin couldn't catch Feng Qiqi, and grabbed the collar of the martial god with his backhand: "You loser!" How did you give her the Qiankun bag, do you know that she is a bottomless pit, you give as much as you eat! You will never get enough to eat! ”

  The Martial God didn't like Long Rin's appearance of thinking about everything for Feng Qiqi, he looked at Long Rin indifferently and angrily: "That's my Qiankun bag." ”

  In other words, I can give it to whomever I want, and what identity do you have to care about me?

  Long Rin stiffly withdrew his hand, smiled a little self-deprecatingly, and continued to walk forward without saying anything.

  The Martial God opened his mouth to think about something, but when he saw the back of Long Rin's angry hum, he didn't have anything to say in the end.

  "Why do you want to be angry with him like this?" Feng Qiqi didn't know what to stand next to the Martial God, and he was still holding a golden fruit in his hand and gnawing happily, the juice dripping down his fingers, making the Martial God who had a habit of cleanliness frown.

  Feng Qiqi didn't care, he shook his finger casually, and used a cleaning spell, and his finger immediately returned to its original appearance.

  "You obviously don't think so, why do you want to provoke him?" Feng Qiqi's clear eyes looked at the Martial God, and he still had the Qiankun sac hooked on his fingers.

  "If you can stay away from him, I can give you two more Qiankun bags." The Martial God looked at Feng Qiqi with an expressionless face.

  Feng Qiqi paused for a second, and evoked a meaningful smile: "You are really sullen." ”