Mahina has no sense of time, ignoring the sunrise and sunset.

If you think of it, you have to do it immediately.

In fact, the entire Kanaka tribe was like this, and they were free to live until the whites forcibly opened their homes with guns.

The crops don't have to be managed, and the fertile land and mild climate all year round will keep them fed.

You can also pick up gems and gold under the volcano.

So Zhao Chuanxin was guilty again, and the howl of ghosts and wolves resounded throughout the manor.

It wasn't until dinner that the tattoo came to an end.

Since Miao Cuihua said that she wanted to dance, Zhao Chuanxin's heart has grown like crazy, and he is itching unbearably.

Dinner was rabbit potatoes, scrambled eggs and shrimp with loofah from Virginia, beef with cumin and onions, and shaved tofu with tomato and chicken.

There are no chili peppers on the table, and the main thing is light, this is because Mahina just tattooed Zhao Chuanxin, which is not easy to be spicy.

It can be seen that Miao Cuihua prepared dinner with care.

Miao Cuihua followed the style that she would wear when she was in Lugang Town, at this time she combined the characteristics of China and the West, and used the big face-turning style of Parisian fashion aesthetics, but the pattern and fabric were popular in the Ming Dynasty Green Peony Silk, revealing half of the forearm.

This green color sets off her fair skin just right.

While Zhao Chuanxin was feasting, his eyes always glanced at it inadvertently.

It may be that Zhao Chuanxin said that binding his chest or something is not good for his health, so he is extremely suspicious......

Zhao Chuanxin was embarrassed, feeling that he could be calm with other women, but when he was with Miao Cuihua, he became more and more obscene.

There were three people eating at the table, and Miao Cuihua suddenly asked Mahina: "Isn't it finished yet?" ”

If you want to talk about the ingredients on the island of Hawaii, it is actually very rich.

But the cook's methods are a little rougher.

Mahina was eating happily at this time.

If you don't dance every day, I'm afraid you can gain weight twice during this time.

She's fat with big shoulders and a round waist.

Mahina hesitated, "Well, it will take two more days to do it." ”

Then Miao Cuihua stopped talking.

Zhao Chuanxin was stunned: Didn't you say that you danced for yourself after the tattoo?

Why don't you mention it?

Could it be that you will only jump after all the tattoos are finished?

When the boundary in his heart became more and more blurred, Zhao Chuanxin always felt that he was thinking about what was happening.

But he refused to admit it.

So, after eating, he went back to the house with his hands behind his back as if nothing had happened.

During this period, nothing happened, and Miao Cuihua didn't even talk to him.

After closing the door, Zhao Chuanxin scratched his neck and stretched his legs, feeling a little itchy in his chest.

Hey?

Before Mahina tattooed herself, she had already taken a shower, why was she still so uncomfortable?

This time it was tattooed on the chest, so he could lie down.

Zhao Chuanxin decided to take out the diary and divert his attention.

It may be that the profession is not right, the weirdos and the goblins did not produce research results before, and they also damaged Zhao Chuanxin's azure ghost armor.

However, Seon lost his horse, and the intelligent gyroscope obtained was stronger than the original Azure Ghost Armor in some aspects.

The weirdo didn't know where to find out that he had traveled through the ancient road to the path of hell to find the Demon King's "Demon Codex", which may have relevant records of biological intelligence.

During this time, Zhao Chuanxin would take out his notes when he was free, refresh his physical strength, and let "me" and his brother and sister hurry.

Now, as usual, he flipped through his notes.

[We have confirmed that we have arrived at the Ancient Path.] 】

[But we searched for three days, but we couldn't find the path to hell that connected to the ancient path. 】

[The road in the weirdo's description of the rammed blood-red dirt should be obvious.] 】

[The brother and sister were exhausted, and the younger sister said: Master, let's take a rest.] 】

[The Wound of War stops, and the three of us jump off its back.] 】

[There is a huge rock on the side of the road to provide shade. 】

[I took out water and food and gave them to my brother and sister, and I took out food for the wounds of war. 】

[The fatigue of many days of travel has made the three of us physically and mentally exhausted. 】

[I finished eating and drinking, and fell asleep after a while. 】

Because this is not considered a physical supplement, time flows quickly in the diary.

Zhao Chuanxin has calculated many times, but he has not calculated the ratio of the flow of time to the earth in the diary.

If there are 24 hours in a day, "I" am awake most of the time, and usually leave 8 hours to replenish my energy.

When it's not time to replenish your stamina, unless something big happens, the diary is always a brushstroke.

But sometimes, this time can be extended.

Replenishing stamina and sleeping are not the same thing.

Like now.

[I was woken up by the sound of my brother and sister playing. 】

[I opened my eyes and saw the two of them holding a paper crane made of yellowed paper. 】

[My brother said: You put it away quickly and see if it can fly.] 】

[My sister shook her head: No, what if it flies away?] 】

[I asked: What are you doing?] 】

[My brother said: Master, my sister found a piece of paper, and I folded it into a paper crane for her, and the paper crane flew up. If it weren't for our quick hands, we would have almost let it fly away. 】

What's that?

Zhao Chuanxin thought he was wrong.

[I was surprised and said: Bring it to me and see.] 】

[My sister said: Master, be careful, don't let it fly away.] 】

[I pinched the wings of the crane, but I didn't believe my brother and sister's words, thinking that they were just playing.] 】

[But when the paper crane got started, I realized the power of its wings that it wanted to flap. 】

[I was shocked, how could a piece of paper move? 】

[Just as I was wondering, the beak of the paper crane suddenly pecked at my thumb, and a small hole immediately appeared in my thumb, and blood flowed. 】

[I was caught off guard, and let go of my hand due to pain, and the bloodstained paper crane looked terrifying, and it immediately flapped its wings and flew away. 】

[The brother and sister paused: Oops, I forgot to tell you, it will peck people.] 】

[I think that on the ancient road to the path of hell, encountering such a strange thing must be some kind of omen.] 】

[That's why I said: On the creation of war, we chase!] 】

[The pace of the creation of war is very large, the speed is fast, and the paper crane is chasing and catching up all the way. 】

Zhao Chuanxin touched his beard, and said in his heart that it was really a flying paper crane, which was strange.

[We stared intently at the flying paper crane, because it was folded out of paper, and its limbs were stiff when it flew, like a butterfly. 】

[Because we only focused on it, we forgot to look at the road.] 】

[As I walked, a gray mist began to fill up around me. 】

[I suddenly became alert, and turned around and said: Have you found it, this is no longer an ancient road. 】

[The brother and sister looked at me in confusion, and the elder brother suddenly pointed to the ground: Master, look, this road is blood red! 】

Zhao Chuanxin felt a little infiltrated.

It seems that the diary has become less materialistic.

[I looked back and found that the road I came from was shrouded in gray mist, the three of us and the wound of war were like a sharp blade, and the mist was flesh and skin, and after being divided by us, it would heal quickly. 】

[It's a strange feeling, aren't we being wrapped up in the flesh and blood of some kind of creature?] 】

[Of course, this is just my delusion, at least that's what I think.] 】

[The rammed blood-red dirt path, isn't this the path of hell?] 】

[I kept an eye on it, took out a bright lantern flower from the secret realm, and positioned it in the current position. 】

[We continued to move forward, and I don't know if the gray fog became thicker, or the paper crane flew faster, and in the blink of an eye, the three of us lost its figure. 】

[The Wound of War is a rare stop without my permission.] 】

[There is a gray mist surging ahead, and a shadowy figure stands in the middle of the blood-red road. 】

[My brother couldn't hold it back, and asked loudly: Who is the person in front? 】

[The figure in front of me heard a voice like metal rubbing: Stranger, please go back the way you came, don't look back.] 】

[My sister said: We finally found it, why did we turn back? Who are you, please tell us your name master. 】

[The figure continues: I'll give you three choices.]

One, turn back, and I'll open the passage to leave.

Two, keep going, but you will never find the end, and you will die here.

Three, answer me a question.

Strangers, choose carefully. 】

Zhao Chuanxin couldn't help but bite his fingers.

He felt that this was the most troublesome option after getting the diary.

According to the rules of the past, the third option, which seems to be very interesting, is often the most pitiful and least cost-effective.

The first and second options, the first is the most harmless, and the second seems the most irrational.

But it is often the most unreasonable that is the most correct choice.

But if what the figure said is true, breaking forward is a death, and Zhao Chuanxin may have to die.

Krypton = weakness.

He can't be empty now!

Bewilderment!

"I" may know that Zhao Chuanxin sees everything, so he is also waiting for an answer.

Zhao Chuanxin remembered that he had just set up the positioning of the bright lantern flower, he gritted his teeth and wrote:

[I'll pick the second one!] 】

Damn, the main one is unexpected.

[I drive the creation of war forward. 】

[Although the Creation of War hesitated, it finally obeyed my orders. 】

[The figure in front seems to let out a sneer.] 】

[I noticed that we always kept the same distance from the figures, neither far nor near.] 】

[After walking for a long time, the distance has never been opened. 】

[This road really seems to be boundless and endless. 】

[At this time, I took out the lantern flower and recited a mantra to light it.] 】

[The bright light is bright, the guiding light.] 】

[I noticed that the light of the lantern flower pointed to the side of the road.] 】

[Although I am not shocked, I have never missed the lantern flower. So, I followed the direction of the bright lantern. 】

[This time, the wound of war didn't go far, only to see the gray fog suddenly disperse. 】

[The figure in front also revealed his true body. 】

[I'm not sure if it's a person.] Because he is humanoid, half of his body is like melted sugar, and even half of his head is missing. 】

[He picks up a lantern-shaped object that releases a steady stream of gray mist in a fixed direction.] 】

Zhao Chuanxin breathed a sigh of relief.

As he expected.

[When we came out of the gray fog, it seemed to be unexpected. 】

[His figure is fluttering, and he instantly came to the creation of war, wanting to fly up and snatch the lantern flower in my hand. 】

[I took out the horse card and shot at the figure.] 】

[The bullet penetrated his body, and his body seemed to be a puddle of mud, splashed by the beating, but he did not cry out in pain, and his body only paused slightly, and then continued to float. 】

[My brother also helped me shoot and shoot people, but we were obviously doing useless work. 】

Zhao Chuanxin frowned.

Choose the second one, and the way to solve the problem is to see the lantern.

If this "figure" takes away the bright lanterns, there will definitely be an accident.

In his flash, he suddenly thought of a way and immediately wrote:

[I'll hit his lantern!] 】

(End of chapter)