Fantasy Realization System

"Get off for one night, and then go on your way tomorrow."

The light illuminates the darkness ahead, and Xueling found a relatively clean place and put down the hanging lamp.

Zhou Ming glanced at Yang Qiansong in his arms and nodded: "Also, we can bear the toss, she can't."

Zhou Ming held Yang Qiancong with one hand and patted it with a palm. The fallen leaves on the ground spread out instantly, exposing a large piece of dry land. He took out a blanket from the system backpack and spread it on the ground, and gently put Yang Qiancong on the ground. Down.

"I'm hungry."

Xueling didn't dislike the dirty ground, and sat directly on the cold ground, holding her legs, staring at Zhou Ming in a daze.

Zhou Ming had a white cloth bag in his hand, and the cloth bag contained the food he had just collected. He looked at the food in the cloth bag, and said to Xueling: "Roast some beef. Without seasoning, the taste may be very weak."

Opening the cloth bag, there were a lot of raw beef and air-dried squid, some peanuts were packed in the bag, and he also saw two bottles of high-concentration white roast.

"Let’s start a fire. There are less miscellaneous trees here. Just be careful not to cause a fire."

Xueling said, patted on the ground at will. With her movements, the fallen leaves were blown around, forming a circular clearing.

"it is good."

Zhou Ming found a pile of dry branches nearby and set up the branches. He took out the electronic lighter he had searched, and lit a bonfire with some fallen leaves.

With the fire rising, Zhou Ming cut off a few clean raw branches, evenly divided the beef into small slices, and made them into beef skewers.

"give."

Zhou Ming took the beef skewers and roasted them on the flame, and handed the beef skewers to Xueling.

"It really feels like camping."

Xueling put the beef on the tip of the fire and broiled, and after a while, the smell of the meat drifted away, and she couldn't help laughing.

"This camping is not safe."

Zhou Ming shook his head and smiled bitterly. He has been turning on his spiritual consciousness. There are so many fierce source beasts in this dense forest. When he was making a fire, he found that some small creatures around had noticed here. Moreover, a fierce source beast that looked like a squirrel was hiding in a big tree behind him, greedily staring at the beef skewers in his and Xueling's hands.

"Poison King Rat, Tier 2 Fierce Origin Beast, likes to act at night. As long as Master Yuan Qi in the Origin Refining Realm is bitten by it, he will definitely die."

Xueling took a piece of beef with her fingers, put it in her mouth, and said calmly.

"Do you want to deal with it?"

Zhou Ming grilled a few other skewers of beef, and the flames reflected on Jiao's face, revealing the color of beautiful jade.

"Don't worry about it, the poisonous king rat is very timid, and basically does not dare to come close to creatures that are stronger than itself. Now we eat meat, it is only greedy."

Xueling raised the beef skewers in the direction of the poisonous king rat, and smiled unscrupulously.

Zhou Ming was speechless. Just when Xueling made this seemingly provocative action, the poisonous king rat screamed and realized that he had been found. It looked at the fragrant beef extremely reluctantly. String, clutching the bark, jumped into the distant darkness.

"Huh? Woke up."

Xueling put down the meat skewers in her hand, her eyes fell on Yang Qiancong who was lying beside Zhou Ming.

Yang Qiancong rubbed her neck and sat down, her blushing flushed with the fire, she could not help but scream as she smelled the seductive smell of meat.

"Hungry, come on."

Zhou Ming smiled and put a bunch of tested beef into Yang Qiancong's hands, and said very apologetically: "I'm really sorry, let you suffer with us."

"No, it's okay."

Yang Qiansong was really hungry, so she took off the beef and chewed it dry. She looked at the flame and was silent, but two lines of tears flowed down unconsciously.

"You said it was okay, and you were crying. If you feel wronged, just say it rough."

Xueling bit the beef skewers and said vaguely across the flame.

"It's okay, it's really okay, I was smoked."

Yang Qiancong wiped the tears from the corner of her eyes, turned to face the campfire, ate the beef, and muttered choked up.

"Don't cry, we will go to the city tomorrow. If you need help then, you can tell us."

Zhou Ming freed a hand and touched Yang Qiansong's hair, softly comforting.

Yang Qiancong heard Zhou Ming say this, and suddenly cried "Wow", "I, I remember, my whole can of lollipops fell on the car...uuuuu..."

Zhou Ming and Xueling both looked at Yang Qiancong with black lines on their faces. The two looked at each other stupidly, and they read out each other's thoughts, lollipop, more than anything!

Zhou Ming couldn't laugh or cry. He had a picture in his left hand, and a jar full of sticks appeared out of thin air. He smiled and said, "What do you think this is?"

Yang Qiancong rubbed her eyes, her face turned colorful, "Chunmeng brand lollipop?! Where did you get it from?"

She looked around on Zhou Ming and couldn't figure out where the lollipop came out of.

"Don't lose things easily from others."

Zhou Ming put the can of lollipops on the blanket where Yang Qiansong was sitting like a kid.

"Thanks, thank you."

Yang Qiancong dried her tears, picked up the can of lollipops, bit the beef skewers on the branches, and said to Zhou Ming and Xueling: "By the way, what are you going to do in Tianyu? Ahem...water! "

As soon as the voice fell, the beef slipped down her throat, and Yang Qiansong was choked in an instant. Seeing the two transparent "drinks" on the cloth next to her, she picked up a bottle and uncorked it without thinking about it. Take a big gulp in it.

"This……"

Zhou Ming's eyes widened. He originally wanted to pat Yang Qiansong on the back, but this girl poured the wine down without saying a word. Now it is too late to take the wine away.

"so spicy!"

Yang Qiancong put down the bottle of white burning, flapped her tongue with her palm, and covered her belly uncomfortably. She curled up and was about to fall forward.

Upon seeing this, Zhou Ming hurriedly hugged Yang Qiansong's shoulders to prevent her from being burned by the fire in front of her.

"Are you okay?"

Xueling ran over. She used her spiritual sense to probe Yang Qiansong's body and breathed a sigh of relief, "Fortunately, she didn't drink much and didn't hurt her esophagus."

"That's good."

Zhou Ming looked at Yang Qiansong, who was sweating, and didn't know what to say. This girl is also very nervous, this shochu of close to 60 degrees, which is something you can drink casually.

"Still uncomfortable?"

Zhou Ming stroked her back and asked.

"Hehe, mom, kiss me!"

Suddenly Yang Qiancong was flushed with her face, and she grabbed Zhou Ming's neck roughly and kissed her with red lips.

At this time, Zhou Ming was concerned and confused. He was about to let Yang Qiancong lie on the blanket to rest. His chin was angled slightly downward, and he was kissed.

Zhou Ming smelled a strong aroma of wine and almost did not suffocate. I rely on! What's the situation!

"Kissing Madness! Humph!"

Xueling stared at Zhou Ming faintly, with an inexplicable sourness in her tone.

Zhou Ming pushed the drunken Yang Qiansong and wiped a handful of body fluid from his mouth, "Stop watching the show, hold her quickly."

"If you don't pull it, let her kiss her!"

Xueling whitened Yang Qiansong with a frantic look, sat down opposite them sullenly, and ate the beef skewers.

"Mom! Kiss!"

Zhou Ming held down Yang Qiansong, who was throwing wildly, sweating profusely. What kind of jealous did Xueling eat? Are women angry without warning?

Dead Zhou Ming! Smelly Zhouming! That's my body, I actually kissed two women, angry! Unforgivable! Xueling smoked the jumping flame with a branch, pouting her mouth, thinking angrily.

However, Xueling may not know it, she may not be angry for this reason, and a woman who is jealous is often in love with that person.

Yang Qiansong was noisy for a while, and fell asleep with alcohol hiccups. Zhou Ming glanced at the bottle of shochu that was only one-tenth down, speechlessly tight, how bad this girl's drink volume is! Wine is not good either!

He held Yang Qiansong's neck, let her lie flat on the blanket, and let out a sigh of relief, "It's so troublesome."

Zhou Ming and Xueling looked at each other across the fire, and the girl with the bun-faced face turned away, not wanting to look at this "kissing madman".

"Xue Ling, are you jealous?"

Zhou Ming had time to eat his first bite of beef. Xueling looked like a balloon and looked very cute. He couldn't help but molested.

"Who is jealous of you! A man who is passionate!"

Xueling squinted at Zhou Ming coldly, raised her head and held her arms.

"I didn't say you were jealous of me, um, that's the case."

Zhou Ming touched his chin, pretending to be thoughtful.

"I, I'm not jealous."

Xue Ling's face blushed, and she defended herself: "Because you are using my body and you are still so unruly, I'm just a little angry."

"Indiscriminate...nothing."

Zhou Ming was a bit embarrassed at this time. If he really wanted to say that he was unscrupulous, it might be that he and Su Yanfei had some ambiguous behaviors, but among girls, he felt quite normal. Well, at least he thought so. (Tsk tsk, this guy can make excuses.)

"Humph!"

Xue Ling snorted, not wanting to bother Zhou Ming. Big trotters!

No words for a night.

Early the next morning, Yang Qiancong woke up in the sound of her own sneezing. As late autumn approached, the temperature in this dense forest was really "beautiful and frozen", and she was completely awakened from the cold.

Yang Qiancong was with her, and the coat covering her also slid down. She glanced at Zhou Ming who was sitting cross-legged next to her, and there was a warmth in her heart.

"Put it on, don't catch a cold."

Zhou Ming opened his eyes, said quietly, and stood up.

"I don't know why, but I always feel a little uneasy."

Xueling came over and said to Zhou Ming.

"Is it a fierce source beast?"

Zhou Ming was puzzled, his divine consciousness had been observing the surroundings, but there was no dangerous fierce source beast approaching.

"No."

Xueling frowned and shook her head, "Maybe it's just my illusion, let's go."

Zhou Ming stared at Xue Ling's back, but a cloud of cloud floated in his heart. After the spiritual consciousness is derived, the cultivator will become extremely keen on the sense of the underworld.

Next, what will be waiting for them...

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