Hostage?

Kidnapped?

I?

Fenghua pointed to his nose, trying to ask, is this hostage referring to her?

Don't be what she thinks, she's fishing in troubled waters to stalk those two people and pry away the treasure. There's no time to play hostage-taking games with boring kids here, especially since she's the one who is the hostage.

Of course, if the roles are reversed......

"That yellow powder is the feces of the dragon clan, which can make other demonic beasts dare not approach casually. This is a new formula that I have concocted, in addition to the previous effect, as long as it is contaminated on the skin, it will exude a special smell on the body, which can induce demonic beasts to mate, if you don't want to see that scene, then you ......" Speaking of this, the eyes became clearer, raised his head, and nodded with his chin at the hideous crocodiles over there.

"I don't move!" Ever since she heard the word feces, Fenghua didn't plan to move. When he heard the latter sentence, Fenghua rubbed his eyebrows, which were a little painful, and stayed away from those special effects of poop.

If you don't move, you won't move, Fenghua is like a well-behaved and obedient primary school student, standing honestly behind her hands, looking like a good baby.

"Donkey, you have the right to be silent. But your master is in my hands. If you don't want me to feed her to the crocodile, you come out and trade yourself for her. Seeing this, the alchemy boy said, his face extremely serious.

"Well, did you ask my opinion?" Fenghua asked tentatively, his neck stretched, emphasizing his sense of existence, "I am the master, I am its master, really." ”

"The donkey is stubborn." The alchemy boy saw Fenghua from head to foot, and then from foot to head, and finally turned his head directly away from Fenghua, as if he was afraid that he would accidentally say something that would hit Fenghua.

"......" because he didn't say anything, Fenghua felt that he was really hit!

She can't compare to a donkey?

Grinding his teeth secretly, Xiaoliu, you wait for me.

If I don't find you some 'entertainment' projects in the future, I won't be called Fenghua.

While thinking about how to abuse Xiaoliu, Fenghua beat the little yellow chicken in her sleeve, but this little colored chicken who likes to eat other people's clothes like its color is like it, this time she pretended to be dead in her sleeve, and refused to come out of anything.

After glancing at the alchemy boy's clothes, Fenghua was silent.

If the little yellow chicken Xiaoqi takes a bite, it will melt and become 'chicken juice', right?

Although the yellow chicken is small, it is also meat, and in case of any bad situation, this is also a ration that can keep her from starving.

Thinking of this, Fenghua let go of the little yellow chicken, and turned to reason with affection, "The question about close relatives is not because of a donkey's, but because of a book I once read." ”

"Oh." The alchemy boy replied with a faint expression, there was loneliness between his eyebrows, it seemed that the question that made him very curious before, at this time, could not arouse any interest at all, and his pale cyan face looked very lonely through the reflection of the sun, which made people look a little unbearable.

"You need a donkey?"

"Yes." When it comes to the donkey, the alchemy boy's eyes almost burst out with a dazzling light, which makes people feel that he needs a donkey, he needs a donkey, he needs it very much, even more than Fenghua, no, the strong desire to need it even needs it himself than the donkey.