At this moment, Jian Thirty was kneeling in front of a pile of dry firewood, and the flint was drawn on the ground by the kaz, kaz, kka. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

I was going to light the pair of dry firewood I picked up to keep warm.

Feng Feifei jumped up all of a sudden, pointed at him and said loudly: "Hey, why are you? Why don't you go home and sleep in the dark light, what are you doing here?"

Although she looked very angry on her lips, she was very happy in her heart.

Anyway, in this dark moonlit night forest, I finally met a living person, and it was someone I knew, after all, it was still a very beautiful thing.

Although this man is a bit of a scoundrel, he has bullied himself and insulted himself more than once.

However, Jian Thirty paid little attention to her, and still lay there, hitting the flint and flint on the ground and click, and click.

Feng Feifei was bored and said loudly: "Hey, I'm talking to you, you are deaf." ”

Jian Thirty said: "I'm not deaf, I'm a stinky rascal, and my favorite thing to do is to talk to a beautiful big girl by the fire." Wait until I light this pile of firewood and see how I talk to you, hehehehe......"

Ka, Ka, Ka......

He struck the flint a few more times, but no sparks splashed down and lit the fire.

He threw the flint and fumbled in his arms for a while.

Feng Feifei was so frightened that he stepped back and said, "You, you, you...... What are you going to do?"

Jian Thirty sneered: "What am I doing? Hehe, the black light is blind, and a big girl will automatically send it to the door, what do you say I can do, of course I will do ......it."

Speaking of which, I only heard a "pop" sound.

Sword Thirty had an extra fire in his hand.

-- It's a lighter.

It was one of the few things he brought from his original world.

It is a burning gas, and he is reluctant to use it until the last resort.

He lit the dry wood and carefully put it back in.

He grabbed a handful of dry firewood, sat down, looked at Feng Feifei, and said with a mysterious smile: "In the middle of the night, lonely men and widows, lonely and unbearable, if I don't do something to come out, wouldn't I be very sorry for such a good opportunity given by God, so, hehehe......"

Feng Feifei was so frightened that he took a few steps back and said, "You, you, you...... What do you want to do, you stinky rascal?"

Wen stopped and said: "Of course the stinky rascals are going to do what the stinky rascals do." Anyway, your Brother Ye doesn't want you anymore, so it's better to follow my Brother Jian. ”

Feng Feifei said: "Bah, whose sword brother are you?" ”

Wen Zhuyuan touched the scar on his neck, sighed, and said, "Good, good, good, I'm not your sword brother, and you're not my sister, the two of us don't know each other." So, it's better to keep a little distance. I originally wanted to invite my little sister I just met to have a barbecue, drink wine, eat barbecue or something, but people didn't appreciate it, alas, I think I'd better enjoy it to myself. ”

The pyre was already on fire.

Wen Zhuyuan sighed as he continued to add firewood.

Fire, bigger.

Ying reddened and smelled the not-so-cute face of the stopper.

At the same time, it also reflected Feng Feifei's little face, which was already frozen and white.

Feng Feifei came over greedily, stretched out his hand, and roasted it......

Wen Zhuyuan suddenly took out his sword, blocked her with the scabbard, and made a few strokes.

Feng Feifei didn't know what he was going to do, and at the same time as the scabbard was stretched out, he jumped away with a swish, and scolded loudly: "Hey, stinky man, what do you want to do?"

Wen stopped and said: "I don't want to do anything, I just want to keep a little distance from strangers." Don't you even want to call me Brother Sword? Since you don't recognize me as Brother Sword, then I don't need you to share my warmth. I made the fire, so you don't want to take advantage of it. ”

Feng Feifei pursed his mouth and said, "Who wants to take advantage of you, it's really ungraceful." ”

Wen Zhuyuan said-for-tat: "You didn't take advantage, your ghost claws stretched out as if asking for food, and I don't know how your adults taught you." If you don't want to call me Brother Jian, you can beg me, please let you sit by this fire, drink some wine and eat some dry food to warm up. ”

Feng Feifei laughed and said, "What? Please? There is no word 'begging' in Miss Ben's dictionary. Why am I asking you, can't I make a fire myself?"

What is a frog at the bottom of a well?

If you see Feng Feifei's appearance at the moment, you may know the answer.

She thought that to make a fire, she just found a pile of firewood and piled it together and used a little fire.

However, when she really went to light a fire, she found that the truth was not as simple as she imagined.

First, there must be wood to make a fire.

-- Firewood, it's easy to do, this is a forest, where there is a forest, there are trees, and where there are trees, there is firewood.

-- Feng Feifei drew his sword out of the sheath, slashed at several relatively low trees, and stacked them together with branches and leaves.

What about fire?

Fire, as if there is none.

Luckily, there were discarded flints on the ground.

She lit the flint and learned to hear what she had just done, and struck and beat and beat......

After playing for a long time, I still didn't fight.

Wen Zhuyuan didn't fight, it was strange that she could fight.

So, she fixed her eyes on Wen Zhiyuan's arms.

She knew that there, there was something to light a fire.

She looked at her pyre, and then at Wen Yuanyuan, and stopped talking.

Although Wen Zhuyuan didn't look at her, he seemed to sense what she was going to say, pulled off the stopper of the bamboo tube, poured a sip of wine, and said lazily: "Do you want to borrow something from me?"

If anger could have been ignited, the whole forest might have been set on fire.

It's just a pity that it can't.

Therefore, in order to fight the fire, she must put down the value of the eldest lady and borrow it from others.

She walked over, stretched out her hand, and said coldly, "Thank you." ”

Seeing her arrogant appearance, Wen Zhuyuan was very angry, and said loudly: "Hey, my eldest lady, are you borrowing something from me, or do I owe you something?" ”

However, when I looked up, I saw the pair of firewood she had packed, and smiled secretly.

Let's wait to see the show.

So, he took out a lighter and handed it to her.

He even told her how to use it.

Feng Feifei didn't appreciate it, took the lighter, walked back to his pyre arrogantly, knelt down on one knee, hit several times, and finally pressed the fire out.

However, as soon as the flame of the lighter was put into the pyre, it was immediately extinguished.

Fight again, release again, or extinguish.

Several times, the pyre was still not lit.

Hey, Feng Feifei really let go of the eldest lady's irritable temper, and this time he actually patiently lit a fire there and lit firewood......

After a lot of hard work, people didn't light it.

Wen Zhuyuan has been laughing beside him to see what she does.

At this time, I couldn't hold back anymore, holding my stomach, almost rolling on the ground and laughing.

Feng Feifei threw the lighter over and said loudly, "Hey, you damn bastard, what are you laughing at? ”

Wen Zhuyuan hid the lighter, pointed at her and said loudly, "I'm laughing at you stupid." If you don't have a fire, don't put garlic cloves. Do you use wet wood to light the fire in your house?"