Ye Qingguo was furious, someone dared to snatch food!

She raised her eyebrows angrily and waved her spoon, but she saw that it was none other than Wu Luo, her only competitor in the "mountain eating and drinking" world in Ruolu Prison.

"Hey, do you have a little demeanor? I don't know how to humble a girl?" Ye Qingguo was puffing up, her little cheeks were moving, and her flesh was very cute. A fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl, invincible in youth.

Wu Luo took advantage of her anger, stretched out his spoon quietly, and scooped a piece of mussel meat vermicelli stew into his wooden barrel: "I'm doing this for your good, look at you, how fat you have become? ”

"What are you talking about! Say it again!" Ye Qing's hair was about to explode.

In fact, Ye Qingguo is not only not fat, but very slim. Ye Qingguo has always been proud, he belongs to the type of "just eating and not getting fat", and he hates how many sad girls. But when I came to Wu Luo, Wu Luo hit her twice in three days, and when she was in a good mood, she said that she was rich, and when she was in a bad mood, she was like now.

Wu Luo took advantage of her anger and put the second portion of mussel meat vermicelli stew into his wooden barrel.

"Why are you so angry? Didn't I say that you will have to modify the door frame if you go on like this, but you don't have to do it now, you should be able to get in reluctantly, right?"

"You!" Ye Qingguo gritted his teeth angrily: "Wu Luo, I'm not done with you!"

Wu Luo's hand was fast, and he scooped up the last mussel meat vermicelli stewed away, and smiled at Ye Qingguo: "There is still some soup left, for your great wish to be slim, I will leave the scalding to you." ”

Ye Qingguo reacted at this time, Wu Luo took advantage and quickly slipped away, how could Ye Qingguo let him succeed? The little foot girl quietly hooked, Wu Luo was passing by her, and he tripped and stumbled without paying attention. He was glad that he had taken a solid step and didn't fall, Ye Qingguo had already taken the opportunity to snatch his wooden barrel, and snatched out all the three points of mussel meat vermicelli stew in it with three strokes and five divisions. Then he stretched out his little fragrant tongue and licked it on every point in front of Wu Luo!

Wu Luoden was dumbfounded.

The three-point mussel meat vermicelli stew brought out some rice grains of water jade rice from Wu Luo's wooden barrel, and was licked down by Ye Qingguo, Ye Qingguo chewed with relish, and the demonstrative Chao Wu Luo waited for the thief's big eyes.

Wu Luo stammered and said, "I've already eaten the rice......"

"Ah!" Ye Qingguo was greatly embarrassed, a similar atmosphere flowed inexplicably between the two, Ye Qingguo's fair little face was red to the root of his ears, holding his big bowl, turning around and running.

Wu Luo returned to Qiao Hu's table with a strange expression, Qiao Hu looked at him a little strange, and asked curiously, "What's wrong?"

Wu Luoqiang smiled to himself: "No, it's nothing." ”

Qiao Hu shrugged his shoulders and didn't ask any more.

Over there, Ye Qingguo sat next to Ma Hong with a big bowl in his arms, and Ma Hong was also a little strange: When did the painted skin tyrannosaurus become so reserved?

He wanted to ask, but unfortunately he knew the surname of the Painted Skin Tyrannosaurus, so it was better for An An to eat.

Ye Qingguo's heart was like a deer crashing into each other, and the sound of a bang was loud. She subconsciously scooped a mouthful of rice with a spoon and stuffed it into her mouth, chewing it twice before she suddenly reacted, wouldn't she be eating Wu Luo's saliva again!

It's a pity that it's been chewed, and it's bulging in the mouth, and it's not swallowed or spit out.

She was extremely embarrassed, but she felt a little numb on the tip of her tongue, and she couldn't describe the strange feeling.

Ye Qingguo quietly raised his head and glanced at Wu Luo, but he happened to find that Wu Luo was looking at him. The two of them blushed together, and quickly turned their faces away, as if no one saw anyone.

Wu Luo's last life was an old devil who walked among the flowers, and Song Jianmei's betrayal made his heart ache. But hundreds of years of vicissitudes of life made him very clear that Song Jianmei's betrayal did not mean that every woman was a person like Song Jianmei. He will not have any psychological shadow on girls because of Song Jianmei's matter.

This sentence is just a teenager, and Wu Luo can't help but be affected. What's more, Ye Qingguo is at a lively and lovely age, and it is very interesting to tease her. It's just that Wu Luo really didn't think that there would be anything between the two, after all, in his opinion, Ye Qingguo was just a child.

Compared with Wu Luo, who analyzed his heart very clearly, Ye Qingguo was much more ignorant, and the deer on his chest hit it even harder, making her ears feel as if they were drumming.

Just as the two of them were in a state of confusion, a jailer suddenly rushed in and shouted, "Prisoner No. 9 is dead." ”、

It was just a moment of silence, and then there was an explosion in the entire cafeteria, and all the jailers and squad leaders, including the master master, rushed out, the door was too narrow, and many people came out of the window directly. It's like Ma Feng, whose honeycomb has been stabbed, surging out at the limit speed of his life.

Speaking of embarrassment between men and women, what is even more embarrassing is the sudden solitude.

Wu Luo and Ye Qingguo are like this now. Everyone ran away suddenly, and in the huge canteen, only these two ignorant young boys and girls were left.

As soon as the two looked up, they only saw each other in the empty cafeteria.

Ye Qingguo is a girl after all, she couldn't stand it anymore, she turned around and left with her head down with a red face. Halfway through the run, she stopped again, lowered her head and didn't dare to see Wu Luo come back in a gray way, and picked up her big bowl pitifully-she hadn't eaten much yet, and her little belly was cooing in protest.

Holding the bowl and walking to the door, Ye Qingguo reacted, the rice grains in this bowl Wuluo have eaten, take it back by yourself, do you eat it or not?

Let her go back again, Ye Qingguo doesn't have the courage. She gritted her teeth and went out with her scalp on.

Wu Luo breathed a long sigh of relief, and sure enough, the old devil surnamed Xiong's face was still thicker.

As soon as Ye Qingguo left, Wu Luo had no interference, and his thinking was clearer. Suddenly remembered: Hey, I seem to have heard that a prisoner died just now?

Wu Luo immediately reacted, and screamed with a bitter face: "Red face and trouble!"

He casually collected the uneaten food into the land of abundance, and walked all the way straight to the prison. I was annoyed in my heart, I was too late to go back, and I was afraid that I wouldn't get any benefits.

......

Prisoner Nine is on the first floor. There are a total of nine floors in the entire stone well, and the further down the stone is, the higher the level of the prisoners. Although No. 9 is on the first floor, which of the prisoners who can be imprisoned in Ruolu Prison is not a demon path giant who dominates one side? The things left behind behind are very considerable, so the jailers are extremely excited.

After Wu Luo came in, he was surprised to find that all the jailers were waiting outside, and the black pressed people.

"Hmm, what's going on?" he asked, finding Qiao Hu, who was also waiting outside.

Qiao Hu was calm, but a jailer beside him was indignant: "What's the matter? It's not that someone is fighting people, hum!"

Wu Luo stretched out his head and looked, at the door of cell No. 9, there was a person standing, with thief eyebrows and rat eyes, and he was arrogant, who else would it be if it wasn't Rong Tian?

"What do you mean by that?" Suddenly, a cold voice came, and the jailer was startled, and Mu Yimiao stepped down from above, his eyes were like wolves, and he stared at the jailer. The jailer was so chilled by him that he didn't dare to say anything more, and subconsciously wanted to hide in the crowd.

Mu Yimiao strode to the door of the cell, and Rong Tian immediately nodded and stepped out of the way: "Your Excellency, please." ”

Mu Yimiao paused at the door, turned back to everyone and said, "Don't worry, follow the old rules." I'll pick three, and the rest will be yours. ”

Hearing him say this, many jailers breathed a sigh of relief, and they did not return empty-handed.

Qiao Hu and Wu Luo shook their heads secretly, what Mu Yimiao said soundly, he only took three things. But when he went in, and there was no one else to supervise him, did he really think that he would be such a gentleman, and only take three things?

Wu Luo shook his head: "There is not a single good thing in the Mu Yi family, it's really dark." ”

Qiao Hu was helpless: "He is the deputy warden, he is used to being arrogant and domineering, Ye Nian'an doesn't care, what can we do?"

There are many team leaders around who have a look of resentment. They can always see more thoroughly than ordinary jailers, and obviously understand what Mu Yimiao said "only take three pieces", which is nonsense at all, but they are also the same as Qiao Hu and Wu Luo, although they are indignant, they have no choice.

Mu Yimiao entered the cell, the remains left by the demon sitting were still there, sitting cross-legged on the stone bed, his body had dried up, and he was one size smaller than a normal person.

The cell was clean and tidy, and everything was neatly arranged, and it was clear that the demon had already sensed that his limit was approaching, and he had already arranged everything.

If there are a lot of strange things in Lu Prison, it is like saying that the perception ability of the Yuan Soul here will be weakened to a minimum. Therefore, to search for treasures in other places, you only need to release the original spirit and sweep it, but here, you can only rely on your own observation and so-called "vision".

Mu Yimiao has been in Ruolu Prison for decades, and he thinks that his eyes are like a torch, and he scrapes the cell 80 times, if not 100 times. He just glanced at it, then sneered, walked over to a smooth wall, and tapped it lightly.

In Rong Tian's ears, the sound of the knocking on the front wall was almost no different, but Mu Yimiao caught a trace of abnormality, knocked the corner of the wall open, and pulled out a wooden box that was two feet deep.

Mu Yimao smiled with the wooden box, as soon as the wooden box was opened, there was an aura rushing to his face, and two finger-length loaches swam back and forth in the wooden box, lively and smart, but they could not break free from the restrictions of the wooden box.

Mu Yimiao nodded with satisfaction, this pair of fire loaches is a seventh-grade spiritual object, which is comparable to a sixth-grade magic weapon. I didn't expect this demon to be imprisoned in Ruolu Prison for so long, and he still hid such a good treasure.

Rong Tian's eyes widened, spiritual objects are also very rare in the cultivation realm, this pair of fire loaches is obviously of extraordinary quality, I didn't expect Mu Yimiao to find such a good move for the first time.

(There is probably only one shift today, and I have to accompany my wife and children on the weekend, so please understand.) Continue to hit the list at night, if you can rush to the click list, it will continue to break out next week, at least three more times a day! ）