NOVEL NEXT Nine trials of Douluo's preemptive sea god
Chapter 113 The man with a story
Chapter 113 The man with a story
After both of them ate and drank enough, Hemingway picked up the trident and tapped the ground beside the handle with the tip of the handle, only to follow this light tap.The surrounding land and trees shook slightly.Then, a large pit several meters long and several meters wide appeared.
A weapon that weighs one hundred and eight thousand catties, even if it is just wielded casually, has terrifying lethality!
Hemingway threw the leftover bones, leaves and other sundries of the two into the deep pit.Immediately stomping lightly, the ground rolled, and the deep pit was buried flat.After completing this series of operations, he looked at Zhu Zhuqing who had been watching this side curiously, and explained with a smile: "If these things are not buried, they will emit a stench after a while, attracting some small spirit beasts. "
Since returning to the mainland and becoming obsessed with barbecue, he has become familiar with doing this kind of thing.
Zhu Zhuqing nodded lightly, expressing that he understood.
The night in the forest in the wilderness was a bit cold, the flames on the bonfire swayed with the cold wind, Zhu Zhuqing sat by the bonfire hugging his legs, his chin resting on his knees, staring at the bonfire in a daze.
Hemingway also sat cross-legged by the fire, his clear blue eyes reflected by the fire like a mirror, Zhu Zhuqing in the mirror was as beautiful as an elf in the dark night, looking at her slightly trembling body blown by the night wind, he didn't know why There was a slight touch in my heart.Then he said, "Go to the wooden house."
Zhu Zhuqing was taken aback.
"It's cold at night," he said.
"What about you?" Zhu Zhuqing asked unconsciously.
"It's okay, you need to be vigilant at all times in the wilderness, and I'll be on guard tonight." Hemingway shook his head and said casually, "And I hate living in a log cabin, too."
After finishing speaking, he stood up and walked towards a thick and big tree. He jumped up and flew up. He chose a tree trunk that was more suitable for sleeping, and cleaned the branches and leaves.Then he lay on his back directly, with his arms behind his head, looking at the moon in the distance, looking very unrestrained.
"Pfft!"
Zhu Zhuqing covered her mouth with a chuckle, and then she returned to normal. The smile at that moment was amazingly beautiful, as if even the moon in the sky was shyly hiding behind the dark clouds.
"Go away, it will affect my viewing of the moon." Hemingway said impatiently when he heard her laughter.In fact, because of my lame reasons, I felt a little bit ashamed.
Zhu Zhuqing didn't speak any more, and stood for a while, turned around and walked towards the wooden house.Both of them are not good at expressing their feelings, and staying here will only make the atmosphere awkward.
From the corner of Hemingway's eyes, he cast a glance at Zhu Zhuqing's graceful back, then turned back to the night sky, looked at the bright moon in the sky, and began to be in a quiet trance...
Zhu Zhuqing was lying on the simple wooden bed, sniffing the faint fragrance of trees around him, tightening the animal skin quilt on his body, and couldn't help showing a smile on his pretty face.It's unbelievable, maybe she hasn't smiled as much on this day in 12 years.
Now Zhu Zhuqing's mind is full of Hemingway's voice and smile, the way he drags the earth dragon for a walk, the way he cooks the earth dragon with a trident, his huge belly when eating, and the few conversations between the two of them, especially That "I don't like log cabins" is such a lame and stupid excuse.
Zhu Zhuqing was a little crazy, but when he thought of Hemingway looking up at the bright moon, his heart suddenly ached.She always felt that under this man's gentle appearance, there was an unknown pain hidden.
This is a man with a story.
Zhu Zhuqing was suddenly very eager to know about this man's past.Get to know this man full of secrets.
When a woman becomes curious about a man, it is the beginning of her fall.
After thinking wildly for a while, Zhu Zhuqing only felt a sense of tiredness welling up in his heart.Finally, through the wall, she said softly to Hemingway on the tree outside the wooden house: "Good night!"
Outside the cabin.
Hemingway's brows twitched, and then the corner of his mouth twitched, and he murmured: "Good night, Zhu Zhuqing!"
With the continuous improvement of the domineering state of knowledge color, even if he does not open knowledge color now.His own perception is also extremely strong, and no slight movement around him can escape his perception, let alone this good night.
After whispering back to her, Hemingway closed his eyes.The color of knowledge began to cover in all directions, and finally covered a radius of 500 meters.Of course, this is not the limit of his knowledge, but it is enough to maintain this distance.
Once within 500 meters, any person or spirit beast that could pose a threat to him breaks in here, he will instantly sense it. The distance of 500 meters is enough for him to respond at any time.
When the man and woman both closed their eyes, the surroundings fell into a tranquility.Only when the breeze blows from time to time, the blue flowers sway gently around the wooden house, and the little insects also reach an agreement with the wind and start their nocturne.
That night, Zhu Zhuqing's lovely face was always smiling when he was sleeping soundly...
Day two.
Early morning hours.
"Aha"
Zhu Zhuqing woke up from her sleep, walked out of the wooden house, stretched lazily, her inadvertently charming gesture was extremely intoxicating, this was probably the most comfortable sleep she had slept in these years.
Looking around, the bonfire has been extinguished, but there is no sign of Hemingway on the tree. Feeling pain in her heart, she turned pale and said to herself: "That's right... He and I just met by chance, he can help me heal. It hurts so much, taking care of me for one night is the best of humanity."
When it came to the end, Zhu Zhuqing's face had returned to calm, but his heart was still a little uncomfortable.
But at this time, the sound of footsteps from a distance made Zhu Zhuqing turn her head instantly. When she saw Hemingway walking towards her, a smile appeared on her face but it was fleeting, as if the smile just now was an illusion.
"Here, the fruit, I just picked it from a tree on the way." Hemingway handed Zhu Zhuqing a crystal clear fruit with a white halo.
Zhu Zhuqing nodded to Hemingway, and her lips parted lightly: "Thank you." It was just amused in her heart, could this kind of fruit be picked casually on the road?He secretly rolled his eyes at the dishonest young man, turned his back and took a small sip.
The fruit melted in the mouth, and a warm current radiated from the body. Immediately, the body was filled with strength, and the soul power also increased a lot. Obviously, this fruit was not as simple as an ordinary fruit.Because this kind of fruit is definitely guarded by soul beasts, it is impossible to pick it casually.Obviously Hemingway lied.
At this moment, a gentle and calm voice came into Zhu Zhuqing's ears.
"I should go..." Hemingway said suddenly.
"Well, let's go... where are you going?" Zhu Zhuqing was startled suddenly, his eyes were a little sad, he turned around, with his arms behind his back, his white and delicate hands were rubbed together, and he lowered his head and asked in a crisp voice.
"Shrek Academy."
Hemingway cherishes words like gold, and seeing her dejected appearance, he secretly laughs in his heart.
(End of this chapter)
After both of them ate and drank enough, Hemingway picked up the trident and tapped the ground beside the handle with the tip of the handle, only to follow this light tap.The surrounding land and trees shook slightly.Then, a large pit several meters long and several meters wide appeared.
A weapon that weighs one hundred and eight thousand catties, even if it is just wielded casually, has terrifying lethality!
Hemingway threw the leftover bones, leaves and other sundries of the two into the deep pit.Immediately stomping lightly, the ground rolled, and the deep pit was buried flat.After completing this series of operations, he looked at Zhu Zhuqing who had been watching this side curiously, and explained with a smile: "If these things are not buried, they will emit a stench after a while, attracting some small spirit beasts. "
Since returning to the mainland and becoming obsessed with barbecue, he has become familiar with doing this kind of thing.
Zhu Zhuqing nodded lightly, expressing that he understood.
The night in the forest in the wilderness was a bit cold, the flames on the bonfire swayed with the cold wind, Zhu Zhuqing sat by the bonfire hugging his legs, his chin resting on his knees, staring at the bonfire in a daze.
Hemingway also sat cross-legged by the fire, his clear blue eyes reflected by the fire like a mirror, Zhu Zhuqing in the mirror was as beautiful as an elf in the dark night, looking at her slightly trembling body blown by the night wind, he didn't know why There was a slight touch in my heart.Then he said, "Go to the wooden house."
Zhu Zhuqing was taken aback.
"It's cold at night," he said.
"What about you?" Zhu Zhuqing asked unconsciously.
"It's okay, you need to be vigilant at all times in the wilderness, and I'll be on guard tonight." Hemingway shook his head and said casually, "And I hate living in a log cabin, too."
After finishing speaking, he stood up and walked towards a thick and big tree. He jumped up and flew up. He chose a tree trunk that was more suitable for sleeping, and cleaned the branches and leaves.Then he lay on his back directly, with his arms behind his head, looking at the moon in the distance, looking very unrestrained.
"Pfft!"
Zhu Zhuqing covered her mouth with a chuckle, and then she returned to normal. The smile at that moment was amazingly beautiful, as if even the moon in the sky was shyly hiding behind the dark clouds.
"Go away, it will affect my viewing of the moon." Hemingway said impatiently when he heard her laughter.In fact, because of my lame reasons, I felt a little bit ashamed.
Zhu Zhuqing didn't speak any more, and stood for a while, turned around and walked towards the wooden house.Both of them are not good at expressing their feelings, and staying here will only make the atmosphere awkward.
From the corner of Hemingway's eyes, he cast a glance at Zhu Zhuqing's graceful back, then turned back to the night sky, looked at the bright moon in the sky, and began to be in a quiet trance...
Zhu Zhuqing was lying on the simple wooden bed, sniffing the faint fragrance of trees around him, tightening the animal skin quilt on his body, and couldn't help showing a smile on his pretty face.It's unbelievable, maybe she hasn't smiled as much on this day in 12 years.
Now Zhu Zhuqing's mind is full of Hemingway's voice and smile, the way he drags the earth dragon for a walk, the way he cooks the earth dragon with a trident, his huge belly when eating, and the few conversations between the two of them, especially That "I don't like log cabins" is such a lame and stupid excuse.
Zhu Zhuqing was a little crazy, but when he thought of Hemingway looking up at the bright moon, his heart suddenly ached.She always felt that under this man's gentle appearance, there was an unknown pain hidden.
This is a man with a story.
Zhu Zhuqing was suddenly very eager to know about this man's past.Get to know this man full of secrets.
When a woman becomes curious about a man, it is the beginning of her fall.
After thinking wildly for a while, Zhu Zhuqing only felt a sense of tiredness welling up in his heart.Finally, through the wall, she said softly to Hemingway on the tree outside the wooden house: "Good night!"
Outside the cabin.
Hemingway's brows twitched, and then the corner of his mouth twitched, and he murmured: "Good night, Zhu Zhuqing!"
With the continuous improvement of the domineering state of knowledge color, even if he does not open knowledge color now.His own perception is also extremely strong, and no slight movement around him can escape his perception, let alone this good night.
After whispering back to her, Hemingway closed his eyes.The color of knowledge began to cover in all directions, and finally covered a radius of 500 meters.Of course, this is not the limit of his knowledge, but it is enough to maintain this distance.
Once within 500 meters, any person or spirit beast that could pose a threat to him breaks in here, he will instantly sense it. The distance of 500 meters is enough for him to respond at any time.
When the man and woman both closed their eyes, the surroundings fell into a tranquility.Only when the breeze blows from time to time, the blue flowers sway gently around the wooden house, and the little insects also reach an agreement with the wind and start their nocturne.
That night, Zhu Zhuqing's lovely face was always smiling when he was sleeping soundly...
Day two.
Early morning hours.
"Aha"
Zhu Zhuqing woke up from her sleep, walked out of the wooden house, stretched lazily, her inadvertently charming gesture was extremely intoxicating, this was probably the most comfortable sleep she had slept in these years.
Looking around, the bonfire has been extinguished, but there is no sign of Hemingway on the tree. Feeling pain in her heart, she turned pale and said to herself: "That's right... He and I just met by chance, he can help me heal. It hurts so much, taking care of me for one night is the best of humanity."
When it came to the end, Zhu Zhuqing's face had returned to calm, but his heart was still a little uncomfortable.
But at this time, the sound of footsteps from a distance made Zhu Zhuqing turn her head instantly. When she saw Hemingway walking towards her, a smile appeared on her face but it was fleeting, as if the smile just now was an illusion.
"Here, the fruit, I just picked it from a tree on the way." Hemingway handed Zhu Zhuqing a crystal clear fruit with a white halo.
Zhu Zhuqing nodded to Hemingway, and her lips parted lightly: "Thank you." It was just amused in her heart, could this kind of fruit be picked casually on the road?He secretly rolled his eyes at the dishonest young man, turned his back and took a small sip.
The fruit melted in the mouth, and a warm current radiated from the body. Immediately, the body was filled with strength, and the soul power also increased a lot. Obviously, this fruit was not as simple as an ordinary fruit.Because this kind of fruit is definitely guarded by soul beasts, it is impossible to pick it casually.Obviously Hemingway lied.
At this moment, a gentle and calm voice came into Zhu Zhuqing's ears.
"I should go..." Hemingway said suddenly.
"Well, let's go... where are you going?" Zhu Zhuqing was startled suddenly, his eyes were a little sad, he turned around, with his arms behind his back, his white and delicate hands were rubbed together, and he lowered his head and asked in a crisp voice.
"Shrek Academy."
Hemingway cherishes words like gold, and seeing her dejected appearance, he secretly laughs in his heart.
(End of this chapter)
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