"I'll give it a try." Seeing that Xiaoyu's experiment failed, Luo Yun stood up and prepared to try.

"Uh, sister, how do you want to try?" Luo Yong now has a bad thought in his heart, is his sister going to burn herself?

"Nonsense, of course it's roasted over the fire."

As he spoke, Luo Yun rolled out a small flame and prepared to approach his cousin.

"Wait," Wang Lin spoke, "Are you sure you can burn all the layers that have been stuck in the meat?" ”

“。。。。。。” Luo Yunleng paused, and then said, "I don't know, anyway, I don't need money to try." ”

Besides, it's not my face that burns.

Zhang Heng covered his face, daring to love this Rayong's face is worthless.

"Why don't you let him try it himself, isn't he wooden?"

。。。。。。。

Hearing Zhang Heng's words, everyone was stunned, and turned their heads to look at Luo Yong who closed his eyes, what a low sense of existence.

Luo Yong scolded his mother in his heart,, even I forgot my own ability.

Luo Yun sneered and extinguished the small flame in his hand and stepped aside.

"Eh, eh, let's get out of the way, it's better to hide behind him, lest something squirt out and prick yourself."

Under Zhang Heng's greeting, the five people walked around behind Luo Yong with things in their hands.

"You're ready to start your show." Zhang Heng stretched out his hand and patted Rayong on the shoulder, and then hurriedly retreated to his position.

Rayong listened to the silence around him, only the wind blew the tent, and his heart kept beating drums, and he didn't know what would happen when he used his abilities.

Rayong sat cross-legged and was about to start, when Wang Lin shouted, "Wait." ”

Then Rayong felt as if something had been stuffed into his hand, and when he touched it with his hand, it turned out to be the pot.

"Stuff your head in there, lest the thorns fly around and break the cloth of the tent."

Hearing Wang Lin's words, Luo Yong almost spurted out a mouthful of blood, is this necessary.

In the end, Rayong still gave in and bent down to bring his face closer to the mouth of the pot.

After waiting for a while, only Rayong's constipated voice came out.

"Ah, ah, ah, it's not good, it hurts, it feels like my face is so heavy." After struggling for a while, Rayong cried out in pain.

"You look up." A few people leaned a little closer to Rayong.

"Poof"

Rayong felt as if countless droplets of water were splashing on him, "What are you doing?" ”

"No, are you giving yourself acupuncture in the face?" Xiang Li asked.

“。。。。” Luo Yong was confused, what does this have to do with acupuncture.

A few people looked at Rayong's face now, "Uh, can you try to pull it out now?" Zhang Heng asked.

Now the thin cactus thorns on Rayong's face have become long and close to 3.4 centimeters, and the roots are emerald green, which is much easier to distinguish compared to the thin white hairs before.

It's all over the face, and people with dense phobias may faint to death.

"Well, whoever is going to do it now, I can't do it anymore, I feel like I'm going to have cramps all over my body if I pull it out like this again." Luo Yun turned his head to look at the rest of the people.

After pulling this dense thing for a long time, the whole body seemed to be convulsing, and it was very uncomfortable.

Looking at Rayong, who had already cleaned one side of his neck, "I'll clean the other side." Zhang Heng said.

It was not until noon that the cactus spines on Rayong's body were completely cleaned up.

Luo Yong, who checked his appearance through the lens of his mobile phone, wanted to cry without tears, who is this blushing blame, this is definitely not me, not the handsome me I used to be.

"Brother, let's have a snack, don't be so cheap next time." Luo Yun came over and patted Luo Yong's shoulder, and said earnestly.

"Oh."

Looking at Rayong's current bitter melon, several people don't know what to say, this is self-inflicted and can't live.

The wind grew stronger, and the sand was raised and the tents rustled.

Looking at the tent that seemed to be about to be scraped away, Wang Lin said helplessly: "Rayong, you build a layer of plants outside and reinforce it." ”

"Ahh Luo Yong, who had just poked his head out of the cloth gate, was confused by the sand, and quickly shrank back, "Sister, this sand hurts so much." "Now it's a matter of injury.

"You're stupid, won't you go out with a hood?" Luo Yun looked at this stupid cousin and said angrily.

"Zhang Heng, you pull me." Rayong put on a hood, then tied the rope around his waist and handed the other end to Zhang Heng.

Zhang Heng nodded, took the rope and snorted at him, you can go out and be righteous.

"Your sister, a bunch of sluts, thinks of me now." Rayong muttered as he carefully slipped out of the cloth door.

"Phew, bah, bah." Sand ran in through the cracks in the cloth door, and several people were covered in sand.

"Damn" Rayong, who got out of the tent, looked at the yellow sand flying everywhere and exclaimed, how good it would be to exchange this for gold.

There wasn't much nonsense, Rayong hurriedly planted the seeds, then first made a vine to tie the big stone to the tent, and then began to pull one out of the ground at intervals to go around the roof of the tent and fall to the other side of the ground.

"Hey, it's finally done, I'm almost tired of uncle." Rayong tied the last piece of vine together and sighed, he had almost been blown away a few times just now.

"Jingle bell." A slight bell sounded in the distance.

Uh, who's walking here.

Rayong lifted his goggles and looked in the direction where the voice came.

There seemed to be a few people walking around in the yellow sand.

"Hey, someone's coming." Rayong climbed into the tent on the ground and walked along.

"Who? Traveling people? Wang Lin stood up and asked.

"I don't know, I didn't see clearly, the sand outside is blind." Rayong patted his body and slapped all the grains of sand from the folds of his clothes.

The distant jingle of "Jingle Bell" is getting closer and closer, and it seems to be accompanied by loud shouts.

"Daddy Ibaraki, are you sure there are big rocks around here that can shelter from the wind?" A shrill female voice came in the wind.

"Don't worry, rest assured, I've been here all my life, how can I be wrong."

"Look, look, isn't there?"

Uh, what a familiar man's voice.

Zhang Heng and the others looked at each other, and always felt that this voice seemed to have been heard in the past two days.

"Well, this can't be the swarthy uncle, right?" Xiaoyu thought for a while and said.

“。。。。。。” Everyone was speechless, did this uncle get a business?

"Hey, look at that, there's a tent there, it looks like there's already someone here to take shelter from the wind, we can go in and borrow a place to shelter from the wind." Another female voice rang out.

Then the bell came closer and closer, and finally stopped.

"Oh, look, this is a vine, and there are wood-based powerhouses here." Then a third female voice rang out.

The people in the tent became more and more curious about how many women there were in the group, so they crowded to the cloth door and prepared to poke out to see.

"Ah~~~" A woman in a cloak screamed in fright when she saw a row of brain seeds suddenly poking out of the tent cloth.

I'll go, it's not who Uncle Dark is, look at those camels are lying on the ground tame by Uncle one by one.

"Hey, can we come in and get out of the way?" A woman who was half a head taller than the others walked up to the row of heads in a cloak and asked.

The head poking out of the door began to retract one by one, and finally only one hand beckoned, signaling for a few people to come in.

The tent, which was already small, became smaller and crowded after five people were crammed in.