Have a seat. The voice of the woman in red was clear.

It's a harmonious stance!

Lin Mochen's eyes wandered around, looking for an awkward place in his heart.

"What about the recklessness before?"

The woman in red stretched out her hand to the branch on the ground, Lin Mochen didn't overreact, but her eyes didn't leave the other party.

Watching her fiddle with red charcoal, "My mother told me that beautiful women love to deceive. ”

The woman in red slammed her hand, and the branch was crossed to Mars.

"I don't have anything to do with being beautiful, but everyone can deceive everyone, and the truth or falsehood depends on their own discernment. ”

Changed his mind so quickly?

The flying knife in his hand disappeared in his hand, and his footsteps slowly moved over, and at this moment......

The branch in the hand of the woman in red was raised quickly, and Lin Mochen's footsteps paused, but he soon relaxed.

"Playing with people's hearts, master!" Lin Mochen sat opposite, "Why do you say this is so painful? ”

"Don't you know politeness?"

The woman in red added firewood to the rekindled fire and kept the flame alive.

"Polite?" Lin Mochen was a little confused, when had he ever been rude.

"Name. ”

This one!

"Hahaha, it turned out that I wanted a name, do you want eight characters?" Lin Mochen's face was full of evil smiles.

"I don't have eight characters, do you want it on the day of the death sacrifice?"

"Forget it. "Waving his hand," my name is Lin Mochen, a traveling young general. ”

"In the previous battle, you didn't expose the generals' cultivation methods from beginning to end, and you used the mysterious and unpredictable method of consciousness. Coupled with the top-level immortal-level flying knives, they can't exert much strength. You are physically strong, and you should have a good foundation. A small general dared to come to this Wushan realm. Your origins must be extraordinary, either you have a big inheritance, or you come from a big family. In that case......

"Qingxia. ”

Are you the female version of Zombie's Detective Conan?

"Your introduction is simpler than mine! Your name is quite in line with yours, with a cold temperament and a red dress. Where are you going, girl?"

The flames burned more and more fiercely under the plucking of Qingxia.

"Let's barbecue. ”

Why is this girl so jumpy?

The beating flames gave a soft color to Qingxia's cold and hard face, but her eyes were still white.

"It's rare to meet a zombie who also likes to eat cooked food, and you should celebrate. ”

He took out the treated beast again and began to roast it.

"Miss Qingxia, why did you just meet and fight?"

After that, the rest is a matter of heat adjustment.

"See if you're qualified. ”

Hearing this answer, Lin Mochen's eyes lit up, it seems that I am still good.

"You have a good background, barely qualified. ”

"Hehehe......"

Except for giggling, Lin Mochen really didn't know how to chat.

The beating flames and the bubbling barbecue failed to melt the icy atmosphere of chatting.

Lin Mochen concentrated on roasting the meat and didn't ask any more questions. He is not the kind of person who stalks, not to mention that the other party is not a national beauty, or there is something that must be done by the other party.

Or maybe the time hasn't come.

When the barbecue is added with seven or eight kinds of condiments, it begins to emit various aromas.

Qingxia's brows moved, but she quickly regained her composure.

This did not escape Lin Mochen's eyes, but in his heart, he thought it was because of the food.

"Alright. Lin Mochen directly threw a head of meat over, "Try my craft." ”

Eating is purely for the sake of appetite.

I put my mouth close and took a bite, and my mouth was filled with oil.

Being rude doesn't have to be bold, but sometimes you have to be rude.

Qingxia on the opposite side was much more civil, and she turned her hand into a knife, cut off a small piece, tasted it carefully, and sometimes covered half of her miserable white eyes with her eyelids.

After eating a few bites, Lin Mochen took out a gourd and poured two sips of wine into his mouth.

"Would you like to come some?"

The gourd was picked on Lin Mochen Road. After all, he is not a witch clan, and it is not suitable to carry a wine jar all the time. can't be Qiao Feng's heroism, we can learn from Hong Qigong's game of the world.

Qingxia raised her head and stared at each other with miserable white eyes.

"Forget it. Lin Mochen was a little embarrassed and ready to withdraw his hand.

"This is mine. Qingxia directly took the entire wine gourd.

What kind of routine is this?

Lin Mochen couldn't touch the other party's point at all, and gnawed the meat.

Qingxia asked for a bite of meat.

"Miss Qingxia, is the barbecue still in the mouth?"

......

Qingxia took a sip of wine.

"Miss Qingxia, is this wine too spicy?"

......

Miss Qingxia, you are talking.

......

Fortunately, it's not a flirtatious girl, otherwise Lin Mochen would have been ridiculed by the wingmen for the rest of his life.

Zombie girl, it's not something that ordinary people can do. You can't talk to him about TV series and movies, and you're a dumbfounded person when you mention the two-dimensional world, and the gourmet people don't seem to care too much.

After throwing away the last bone, Lin Mochen did not leave in a hurry, but waited for the other party to finish his meal.

Although Qingxia dined, her movements were not slow.

Lin Mochen was really ready to move, but Qingxia suddenly spoke.

"Are you ready to go?"

Yo, this girl can!

Hold your breath.

"When we meet, we will always be separated. ”

Lin Mochen stood up, put away the gourd that had been emptied, and prepared to leave.

"You can't go!"

What is this girl playing?

Lin Mochen looked at the other party's eyes and showed a wicked smile.

"Got a crush on me?"

Qingxia didn't speak, not even move.

"Or do you like something about me?"

Lin Mochen's face returned to flatness.

"You can't go. ”

Qingxia still said the same sentence, and even her expression did not change.

"Then let's decide!"

"Do you know where this is?" Qingxia suddenly asked, but her eyes looked behind Lin Mochen.

Over here?

On the way to Narubuchi.

Lin Mochen naturally wouldn't answer like this. I tried to remember the maps and miscellaneous notes in my head, but there was nothing about them other than a simple route.

"It won't be where I'm buried anyway. He regained his grip on the throwing knife with a chill on his body.

"Anteater Mountain. ”

Lin Mochen quickly linked it to a travelogue. As the name suggests, there are countless ants in this mountain, and the author refers to them as "Thousand Flavor Ants", which means that they will smell and move and prey on everything. The true horror of the Thousand Taste Ants lies not in their devouring, but in their cruelty.

They will not devour you completely, but will turn you into a living nest, and even hunt for all kinds of natural treasures for you to hang your life until a new generation of Thousand Flavor Ants hatches. Because the species of ants are different, the parts they choose are also different, and the eyeballs, kidneys, and skin and flesh will become the breeding ground of one of the thousand flavor ants.

"Why don't you run away?"