Mo Yao listened, and a sweet and leisurely picture appeared in front of him.

At the end of the song, Yi Yunze immediately followed up with another song.

This song has changed the melodiousness of the previous song, sometimes it is overwhelming, Jin Ge Iron Horse, sometimes it is like crying and complaining, and it is like complaining.

Mo Yao seemed to see from the ups and downs of the fierce song, the silent fighting, and the sad cry after the corpses were all over the field.

She couldn't help but cry.

After the song stopped, the crying could not be stopped.

When Yi Yunze came back to his senses from his memories, he saw Mo Yao, who was crying like a tearful person, he was a little embarrassed, he reached out and stroked her head, and put his other hand into a fist to his lips and coughed lightly.

"Ahem, can you stop crying? It's your birthday. ”

In today's scene, the little girl pleaded for the demon beast, and her opinion of the demon beast reminded him of the past.

Fortunately, he was sober in time, otherwise this girl would have indulged in it, and the result would be really hard to say.

Looking at this girl's appearance, I suddenly didn't know that she almost died just now.

Mo Yao glared at Yi Yunze with teary eyes.

Now I think of her birthday, who made her cry just now.

"This is your gift? Is such a sad song here to make me cry? Mo Yao spoke with a distinctly nasal voice.

Mo Yao was busy wiping away his tears, missing the sadness in Yi Yunze's eyes.

That sadness was fleeting, and Yi Yunze returned to the self-confidence and grace of a good son.

"If you're hungry, look for something to eat."

Saying that, Yi Yunze took Mo Yao to find a few nests of bird eggs, caught a fish, and made a fire.

Mo Yao sat by the fire, resigned to his fate, and the grilled fish had already flown towards Yi Yunze countless times.

He himself lay on the boulder and leisurely looked at the starry sky, let a six-year-old, no, now be seven years old, let a seven-year-old girl grill fish,, do you still want a face?

In Lu Yuchen's words, Yi Yunze is the kind that is useless, and life is a waste of air.

Mo Yao was slandering in his heart, and Yi Yunze's voice suddenly came, "Flip it over!" ”

Hearing this, Mo Yao turned the fish in his hand aside.

Yi Yunze pointed to a few round bird eggs beside him and shouted, "It's it, it's not it." ”

, right next to him, I was able to reach the distance of my hand, and I even had to call her.

Mo Yao was completely angry, "Your uncle, you have to eat it yourself." ”

Yi Yunze looked at Mo Yao innocently, "It's really not for me, I've already built a foundation, what else do I need to eat?" It's just that I'm afraid that if it burns, you won't be able to eat it, and you'll waste food. ”

Mo Yao was immediately castrated, but thinking that these were his own rations, he suddenly came to his senses.

However, just in case, she asked uneasily, "You really don't eat it?" ”

After all, Yi Yunze has a history of lying to her.

Yi Yunze shook his head.

Mo Yao was in a good mood, humming a song, flipping over the fish, and fiddling with the eggs.

Suddenly, she saw Yi Yunze's hand stretched out to the bird's egg.

Without even thinking about it, a golden sword shot towards Yi Yunze's hand.

The golden sword was fast, but Yi Yunze's hand was faster, and the golden sword passed through the air.

Mo Yao roared: "Don't you don't eat it?" ”

"I'm trying to cook it for you," he said, stuffing the egg into his mouth, stabbing it a few times, and saying, "It's still a little undercooked, so bake it again." ”。

Mo Yao's eyes widened, staring at Yi Yunze's mouth, and took it out directly from the charcoal fire, isn't it hot?