Feather blades flying together

In the process of the calcium carbide fire, many males on the nearby route flew to save them, and all of them showed their limit speed.

At this moment, everyone reacted quickly. It was useless for Arthur to shout about the ownership of bliss. He couldn't remember to take care of someone after a fight. He threw a person over, so what qualifications did he have to continue to take care of him?

At this time, if I rescued him, I would hold the frightened and trembling Bliss in my arms to comfort him...

The picture is so beautiful, I dare not think about it!Even if you can't brush up your presence like this, it's good...

After smashing the obstacles, Chris threw away the legs of the chair, blinked his eyes while looking around, and smoothly slumped under the heavy table, even the tips of his wings were well gathered, and he still had no expression on his face. With a face on the ground, he calmly watched from under the table those guys who couldn't hold their feet crashed into a ball.

The nearby ones smashed into a pile, and the distant ones rushed to this side. Arthur rushed over like a mad tiger and tore up and threw away those who could not save others and turned back to him. Everyone was thrown to the ground by him. .

Strangely, no one complained of pain, and everyone rolled and panted.

Arthur exerted too much force, squatting down with shaking hands, met Chris's calm eyes, "...are you injured?"

Chris squatted under the table in the same posture as sitting on a throne, his white fingertips pointing to the ground, very disgusted, "Move your seat and let me out."

Stupid Yuren!

"Oh, oh oh!" Arthur quickly kicked a few people away, and carefully stretched out his hand to pull him.

Chris looked at his hands that were covered in dirt and feathers with distaste, and Shi Shi ran out from under the table.

Due to too many males pounced on him, the smell was even worse. After the play was over, he finally covered his nose impolitely, and put one hand on Arthur's shoulder, "It's not good here, let's go!"

Arthur looked at the empty hands and was sad. While he was sad, he rubbed hard on his trouser legs. Before he finished rubbing, he was held down by Chris on his shoulders. In an instant, the stuffing was swept away carefully, and his whole body was bathed in the sun. Like a sunflower in the setting sun, "Yeah!"

Chris looked at the ashes rolling all over his body, thinking that my shower in the afternoon was for nothing, and I still wrapped his arms around his neck smoothly, "Let's go."

At this moment, Arthur's male self-esteem swelled to the extreme. He wanted to sing aloud, set off a 21-gun salute, and get some gunpowder to blow up a floating island as fireworks...

In the end, he obediently took Chris out of the restaurant, and went to the floating island next to him at a much slower speed than usual, intending to put Chris down and find a place to clean himself before picking a lot of delicious meat for him.

On the restaurant side, the males who fell to the ground and the hundreds of people who kept squeezing closer to see more clearly, watched Arthur "deliberately" smashing the bliss with people, but he was still able to carry the beautiful woman away, some people were injured and others It is sad that someone destroys the Three Views, everyone has a hand in Erkang's heart, and there are overwhelming question marks.

Something seems wrong!Not only Arthur, but where is it?

The nearest floating island next to the restaurant is a flower garden in Saiwei Palace. It is a good time in early summer. In the afterglow of the sunset, the wind is much lighter. The flowers that bloom enthusiastically during the day gather their petals, and the fragrance is more fragrant. strong.

Chris sat on a quaint wooden pile chair, and felt that his respiratory system and stomach finally calmed down. The restaurant just now was really not a place for people to stay.

Arthur rubbed his hands cautiously, but in the process of rubbing his hands, he vaguely felt as if his palms had been rubbed with putty, and his face became even more rigid. He peeped and found that there was indeed a palm print on the waist of Chris's original-colored coat, and immediately wanted to grab the ground with his head.

Chris's nose became more comfortable, and his expression improved a lot, "Are you hurt?"

"Don't be angry, okay?" Arthur said at the same time as him, and responded with surprise, "It's all right, it's not hurt at all."

"I'm not angry." Chris's words were very sincere. After watching a big show, all parties involved in the fight were of good standard, and the visual effects were first-class. Only the environment was not so good, but who can expect a good environment in the Colosseum?

Although Arthur didn't quite believe it, he still remembered the principle of not arguing with females, "I'll go, I'll go wash my hands, you wait for me."

"Wait, is it safe here?" Chris accepted his childhood memories and was very familiar with the interior of the Saiwei Palace, but he had no impression of this flower garden dedicated to god servants and females located near the outer palace.

Arthur scratched his head, almost all places are safe for him, and the Saiwei Palace is also safe for females, "Uh, I won't leave, I will wash up next to you, and then I will take you to get food, okay? "

Chris nodded and pointed him, "Don't scratch your head, your hands are too dirty, and your clothes are full of dirt!" My hair is not easy to wash now, and it will be swept on me when I go back!

Aww~ Chris cares about my personal image and life. These words are like what my father said to his father, [I came back from the garden and changed my shoes before entering the house], and the feeling couldn't be better.

Arthur found a faucet for watering the flower garden, and directly washed his head with water, then flicked his clothes desperately, washed his hands clean, and then went back with his wet hair.

While waiting, Chris cautiously walked around within 20 meters, and compared some flowers and plants he knew in his mind with the entities.

Arthur wiped his hair as hard as he could, and wiped all the water stains from his hands onto the clothes behind him, trying to appear shining in front of Chris, "Let's go."

Chris has no comment on his overboard look, "Straight to the kitchen?"

"Yes," Arthur felt deeply that his series of behaviors just now were too damaging to his image, and he must do a good job of getting food later, "We can help you get fruits and all kinds of sweets from the kitchen of the internal floating island. Taste snacks, go to the outer palace to take away the meat, and then I can take you to the warehouse to dig out the nuts stored last winter. I also know that there are various flower sauces in the small logistics warehouse. The various features of the town…”

It really is a talent!But it won my heart! !

"Don't list it, let's go one by one," Chris sighed sincerely in his heart, but the key question now is, "Let's go to the meat first!"

The kitchen and the dining room in the outer palace are connected by three rattan bridges. After the food is ready, it will be sent to different areas of the restaurant through the rattan bridges. It is up to everyone to choose.

Saifei happens once a year. The attendants in Saiwei Palace are well-informed. In the scuffle in the restaurant just now, none of the attendants at the dining outlet ran up to watch. The three views of everyone were destroyed. They still filled the table in an orderly manner.

Arthur led people directly into the kitchen, took a large plate and two knives and forks, and fished things directly from the plate just out of the pan. The master chef in the kitchen saw him as air.

Chris was a little apprehensive about getting into a professional's workshop, but everyone else took it for granted. After a minute, he pointed to the meat on the plate one by one and asked Arthur, "What kind of meat is this? What kind of meat is this?" Taste? How is it made?"

The meat can be explained clearly. I don’t know how to eat it before describing the taste. I made a nonsense about how to make it. In the end, Arthur tried to eat until he was full. He took away a portion of the light-tasting meat, tender and soft, and packed it in a box. He took it generously. A rattan basket in the kitchen left.

Chris swallowed desperately during the whole process, especially when facing those roasted golden-brown roasted meats brushed with honey sauce. Mentally, he felt that a small hand in his stomach was grabbing outwards, but intellectually he had to endure it desperately.

After all, according to my memory, my body has basically never eaten meat. What I can think of when I empty my head is probably a trace of meat floss in the staple food of grains. The consequences of suddenly eating barbecue must be tragic.

"Let's get the fruit again." Arthur took off with Chris in one hand, and the rattan basket in the other.

Chris keenly felt that he seemed to be getting up slower, did he suffer an internal injury just now?Immediately refused very considerately, "It was too hard for you to pick it up, there is still in the wooden house, enough to eat tonight, let's talk about it tomorrow."

"Well, tomorrow morning I will take you to the kitchen dedicated to making small snacks."

The two returned to the wooden house in the direction where the last ray of sky was fading. Chris still didn't dare to eat the meat directly. He put a piece of fruit first, and then carefully ate a little bit to taste the taste.

The stewed meat with fruit pulp has a unique flavor. Choose the meat with the least fishy smell. It tastes, um, the satisfaction of the soul is greater than the appetite.

When I first bit into my mouth, the taste of the condiments covered the fishy smell of the meat, and it felt good. After chewing a few more meat juices, the taste buds began to protest against this strange taste.

Tsk, it's a pity, the energy supplemented by animal protein is the most resistant to consumption, Chris ate a little bit, regrettably ate the rest of the meat, and secretly made up his mind to slowly train himself to consume more A little meat.

Arthur was quite nervous when he saw him open the rattan basket, and he let out a sigh of relief when he saw that he just tasted everything and put it down. ?”

Chris rubbed his stomach, a few mouthfuls of meat should not be enough, "No." His expression was a bit resentful.

"It's fine if you don't have one," Arthur added cautiously, "We'll try something else in the future."

"Okay..." There was too much resentment about not being able to eat meat, Chris was a little depressed, but it was useless to think too much, and stretched his clothes, "Forget it, go wash up and get ready to rest."

Arthur worked hard to check the clean water in the wash room behind the wooden house, got the hot spring back and mixed it up, and ran to the nearby small pool to wash it. Brawl angry?

I have already asked [Are you angry] before, and Chris has answered not to be angry, and if you ask again, you will definitely get an answer like [Are you annoyed or not? Didn’t I already tell you], then...

So Chris washed himself and wiped his hair as soon as he entered the room, Arthur bowed 120 degrees in front of him, "I'm sorry!"

"Uh..." Chris understood instantly, and waved his hand, "You didn't mean it anyway, so forget about it."

Arthur couldn't believe it, alas, he took the initiative to explain to me that I didn't do it on purpose, "Anyway, it's my fault, fighting is too bloody, and I won't let you see it in the future. Females don't like this... ..."

Chris sat cross-legged on the grass mat, his white feet were raised, and his jaw was raised cutely, "You are wrong to think so, I am looking for someone to fight recently."