Miss Eight Series Summoner

"vomit--"

I don't know who started it first. I saw that the few people who had been eating very happily before, except for Fu Yu, all went straight to the deck and spit on the railing.

"Oh..."

Hearing the sound of vomiting again, it made the side feel so depressed, and his face was a little hard to look.

At this time, Feng Xi came out of the cabin and saw that "scene", which seemed to be no surprise.

He turned his head and glanced with sorrow; "Why don't you remind them to eat less?"

Fu Yu clutched his chest and frowned; "Because each of them is so strong, they shouldn't get motion sickness, but..."

"Seeing them like this, I feel a little uncomfortable. I'd better go sailing and see how to make them feel better." After Fu Yu finished speaking, he got into the cabin in a hurry.

Feng Xi looked at the vomiting people lying on the railing, and shook his head helplessly.

However, for this seasick, she really can't help it.

Can't let her take medicine for seasickness?

At last!

This vomiting all morning, almost vomiting out the bile, several people finally started to adapt to sea navigation.

One by one, their faces were white and white, and they lay weakly on the deck.

"From now on, stop letting me see seafood..." Pharaoh said weakly.

"I knew this sailing was so uncomfortable. I would rather stay hungry for a few months without eating..." Zuo Yufei was also powerless.

Although Jia Siyi felt uncomfortable on the side, he was still taking care of the cold water like vomiting on the side.

But I did not forget to add a sentence; "Then you still sold fishing rods?"

"Lost lost..."

Bai Yu and Hei Ao were lying aside, their expressions were not very good, and his stomach was uncomfortable.

However, at this time, Fu Yu followed the trend and walked out of the cabin with a big pot of hot porridge.

"If you feel better, come over and eat something."

Still eating?

The few people lying on the deck felt so uncomfortable in their stomachs that they could not eat anything.

Seeing that the people on the deck didn't respond, Feng Xi walked over, flipping his hand, and a jade bottle flashed out.

"The whole pill is made up by me. One person will get better."

When I heard it was Feng Xi's request, after receiving the jade bottle, Pharaoh quickly poured out a black pill and delivered it directly into his mouth.

But as soon as he entered the entrance, his whole body shook, and immediately, the tears from his squinted eyes were about to fall.

Seeing his expression, Zuo Yufei and the others couldn't help asking.

"What about this expression? Is it because the pill is terrible? Don't be faulty at this time. My stomach is so sick. Give me one..."

Zuo Yufei said, he took it directly from Pharaoh, and when he got one, he handed the jade bottle to Jia Siyi beside him.

Just like that, one per person.

But when everyone entered the pill, their expressions became similar to Pharaoh.

"Okay, so sour..."

"What the **** is this..."

"Hiss, I'm sour..."

"..."

I saw that at that moment, the few people lying on the deck who were still weak, suddenly jumped up, went straight to the railing, and vomited the pill that was sour in the mouth that could almost make the mouth sour. Got out.

acid.

The acid vomited out the pill, and the acid remaining between the teeth could almost make the teeth sour.