The cemetery in the western suburbs is not very close to the castle of Forget-me-not, but if you use it, it will take at least half an hour. The two of them saw that it was still early, so they were ready to walk over slowly.

At this time, the sunlight was not very strong, and a few people walked on the streets of Windy City, enjoying the breeze that came to their faces, which made Feng Caitian suddenly have a feeling of walking in the places where the ancient buildings and cultures of Western European countries remained.

Every castle, every building is so distinctive, solid, practical and beautiful, is the most incisive summary of the castle architecture of Don't forget, Feng Caitian sometimes wonders, this castle that is different from the common sense of the Yaotian Continent is from whose hand, it is so unique, will it be the same as him, a time and space traveler.

However, Su Kairui didn't know, he just said that he got it by accident in the Demon Ye Wonderland, and then he thought it was good, which was very in line with the construction in the desert, so he used it.

Feng Caitian couldn't help but feel a little pity.

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In the kitchen, the smell of burnt paste permeated.

The little white dragon lifted the lid of the wooden pot, looked at the white and black 'porridge', and suddenly wanted to cry without tears.

Whining...... Failed again!

"What's going on? Are you burnt again? Liu Yihan smelled the paste, ran in from outside, and waved the smoke in front of him with his hand in disgust.

The little white dragon was a little overwhelmed, "I didn't know it would be like this." ”

"So what did you just do? I didn't tell you before I left, the lotus seed porridge must be on a high fire, but you must also master the time, and you must start the pot as soon as the time comes. Liu Yihan glanced at the almost completely pasted 'porridge' in the pot, and suddenly glared at the little white dragon with some hatred.

The little white dragon suddenly stopped squeaking, how did he know that he had just deserted for a while, and the pot was pasted like this.

"So what now? Re-make a pot? After being silent for a long time, the little white dragon raised his head slightly and looked at Liu Yihan's iron-blue face.

"What else to do, you've already done it five times, and by the time you're done, everyone has already eaten lunch." It's okay for Xiao Bailong not to say it, but Liu Yihan suddenly exploded when he said it, I don't know how Xiao Bailong is obviously a very smart person, how can he be so stupid, and he can't even make the simplest porridge.

"It's too!" Xiao Bailong nodded in agreement, and there was still a hint of relief on his face. Liu Yihan suddenly didn't know what to say.

"Let's go," Liu Yihan really didn't want to continue the topic, "It's not too early, let's go to the cemetery in the western suburbs." ”

"Western Suburbs Cemetery?" Xiao Bailong raised his eyebrows, full of doubts, "Where are we going?" ”

"Of course it's because they're going to burn Lu Yao somewhere, otherwise what do you think we're going to do?" Liu Yihan said impatiently, turned around and left.

"Just go, don't be so fierce." Looking at Liu Yihan's back as he turned around and left, Xiao Bailong flattened his mouth dissatisfiedly and followed.

At 10 o'clock in the afternoon, the sun is at its strongest. However, when Liu Yihan and others arrived at the cemetery in the western suburbs, they felt that the western suburbs were unusually cold and silent.

There was no sunlight here, and it seemed that the sky above the cemetery was shrouded in a miasma, and when they walked in, the two subconsciously shrunk their necks, only to feel that the wind was blowing coldly, and they were carving people's faces, as if they wanted to cut off their skins.

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February is the last month of the lunar calendar in 2014, during which there will be the Spring Festival, the light rain will go home, where there is no computer and no network, so the update in February will be quite slow, please understand!

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