"Yes......"

Fuyu is a good and obedient boy after all, and Mo Xiaoyou's words attracted her attention to reminiscing about the experience along the way.

"I'm afraid that this chest-piercing person has long been contemptuous of you, and today you are also considered to be crooked. Don't panic, just keep your confused expression and just move forward in the same direction. ”

Although the ink demon can't be called innumerable, she can't help but read a lot of books. This kind of basic imperial technique, just find a copy of the emperor's policy, and you can see countless versions.

Fuyu listened to the words of the ink demon and walked forward mechanically. In Guan Fang's eyes, he was more sure that his mind had been seen through, and he couldn't help but feel more uneasy.

Regardless of the fact that his hands and feet were still weak, he stood up with a rolling belt and kept a short distance from Fuyu and walked forward.

Even if the direction of Fuyu's walk was not the Zhongzhou he wanted to take her to, but the real way to the west, towards the location of the Guanzhou country, he didn't dare to say more.

On this day, the sun set in the west mountain in the heart of Guan Fang.

After a day of adjustment, Fu Yu's mentality of almost hurting people when she used a spell for the first time has gradually calmed down under the comfort (mistake) and soothing (guidance) of the ink demon.

At this moment, I was listening to the ink demon babbling and instructing her on the use of (yin) and (human) techniques of various spells. Listening to Guan Fang asked in a low voice:

"Poseidon, are we going to camp out here tonight?"

In the past, according to Guan Fang's arrangement, they could always have a tile to cover their heads when night came, but today Guan Fang was really scared, and he didn't have the courage to influence Fuyu's forward route.

So, they were going to sleep in a dark mountain forest tonight.

"Tell him, let him make a fire." The tone of the little demon is commanding.

"Hmm. You make a fire. Fuyu's gentle suggestive tone.

"Why don't you know how to put on a shelf?!" The ink demon hates that iron does not become steel.

"God, Guan Fang and I are not related......" Fuyu tried to explain.

"He can use you to escort him all the way, so you can't use him to make a fire and cook a meal?! You can do such a loss-making business! "Mo Xiaoyou is angry.

“…… God is right. Fuyu was taught, but Mo Xiaoyou clearly disagreed from her tone.

This little girl is fat now!

As the object of argument, Guan Fang has already carried a ball of dry firewood upside down. Two flints were rubbed out of the cloth pocket he had not left all along, and soon the warm light of the fire lit up on their campsite.

Fuyu took out the animals she had been "taught" by the ink demon and used to practice killing animals from the big bag made of shark silk, and she casually condensed a water balloon in her hand and began to wash the blood stains on these prey.

Guan Fang handed over the sharpened branches with great discernment, so that Fuyu could clean the meat and string it on it.

Then he sat down opposite Fuyu and asked as if unintentionally:

"Why is the god of the sea angry today?"

As soon as the question came out, he carefully observed Fuyu, who had been expressionless, only to see the ice blade in the other party's hand flash, and the rabbit in his hand was disemboweled.

The blood stained Fuyu's slender fingers, but she just didn't care to wipe the silk on her wrist.

Guan Fang instantly felt that the other party's temperament suddenly changed, which made him extremely uneasy.

"Stupid! Open a rabbit's bore and cut your own hand! The moment Mo Xiaoyou replaced Fuyu's command body, he scolded angrily in his heart.