11. Chapter 11 Whack-a-mole, whack-a-mole

Burst......

A soft sound disturbed Leng Tianyue's mood of tasting tea and using snacks. At a glance, his freezing technique was actually broken by Leng Xuan'er's girl, and his phoenix eyes couldn't help but squint slightly.

"Ping'er. Speaking lightly, Leng Tianyue thought of a game he had seen on the tree in his previous life, and suddenly realized that playing that game in such a situation was not the right situation.

"In!" The crisp voice responded, Ping'er's eyes had already gloated at the people under the lake, and she couldn't stop feeling a little proud in her heart: Let you bully me, now you deserve it, God can't look at it and punish you, hahaha! Where did Ping'er think that if God could even take care of this little thing, wouldn't it be too idle?

"Go, find a stick that is a little thicker, and remember to take advantage of it. Thinking of that game, Leng Tianyue's mood suddenly improved, only to see her little feet with embroidered shoes gently grinding on the ground, and Leng Xuan'er, who broke through the ice, suddenly felt an invisible pressure coming from the top of her head, so that her body that had just exposed the ice was instantly pressed down. And the ice that she broke through actually began to shrink strangely, playing as good as ever in an instant, smooth as a mirror.

When Leng Tianyue solved the two pastries, Ping'er carried a thigh-thick burning stick, ran towards Leng Tianyue like the wind, looked at the smooth ice surface without any abnormality, and squinted her eyes with a smile: "Miss, what do you think of this, I borrowed a burning stick from Aunt Zhang in the kitchen." โ€

"Not bad. Does Ping'er know how to skate?" Looking at this thick and strong burning stick, Leng Tianyue nodded reluctantly, saying that it would be better if it was a little thicker.

"Yes. โ€

"Go down. Later, as long as someone emerges from the ice, they will beat me down with this stick, and if you don't die, you will be counted, and if you are killed, it will be mine. Saying that, in order to make the game more fun, Leng Leanyue's index finger moved slightly, making the thick ice layer thinner, after all, this would allow them to break through, and Ping'er couldn't be too enjoyable.

When Ping'er heard her young lady's words, she cheered, carried a burning stick to the ice briskly, and slid down to the center of the lake, holding the stick and getting ready.

"Poof......

"Smack......

"Ah......h

Looking at the head that broke through the ice, Ping'er's burning stick danced on the ground, and with the unstoppable screams, she had a lot of fun.

The people who were frozen under the lake were suffering and couldn't tell it. When the ice was finally broken under the water, and the air in the lungs was almost consumed, and when the ice was finally broken and I could take a breath, what was ushered in was the thick and strong burning stick, which said that it would not break the blood flow on the head, but it was painful and unclear. But faced with whether to be suffocated or painfully killed, everyone did not hesitate to choose the second option.

Looking at Ping'er, who was having fun on the ice, Leng Tianyue smiled indifferently, and glanced not far away from the corner of her eye, but found that a colorful hair ball was tiptoeing out, and snorted softly: "Where are you going." โ€

Although he didn't name him, he made the small body of the bird-shaped demonic beast stiffen suddenly, and the bird's head hung down suddenly, as if it was a little deflated, and then the whole body shook suddenly, and the little wings stretched out, and the small body flew quickly towards Leng Tianyue and landed on her shoulder.