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The fish didn't know what species it was, and when it was slightly roasted on the fire, it gave off a strong fragrance. Fang Qingci sat aside and couldn't help swallowing several mouthfuls of saliva.

So greedy! He never knew that grilled fish without any seasoning can also smell like this.

Hans held the fish and slowly turned it over, turning into a worm limb's arm, and returning to its original appearance. The corner of his eyes saw the covetous appearance of the little male, and the corners of his lips couldn't help but evoke a faint smile.

When he was in the den of Star Thieves before, he also saw his companions pleasing the captive males, looked really mean and made him look down on. He never bothered to do things like that. I never felt that the males with their eyes on the top of their heads had anything to like. But today... Facing the little male worm in front of him, he always hardened his heart.

The fish was grilled. Facing Fang Qingci's suddenly bright eyes, Hans raised the grilled fish, brought it to his mouth, and bit it down.

The gleaming eyes dimmed suddenly, but the little male worm didn't say anything, just continued to sit there, watching him eat the fish eagerly.

Being looked at like this, Hans couldn't eat it anymore: "Why don't you make trouble and curse?"

Asking this question made Fang Qingci stunned. I am a prisoner. What qualifications do I have to make trouble and scold me? Haven't you waited for your uncle to feel better and reward me with a bite? Anyway, won't you starve me to death? Otherwise, what would you do to take me here?

"What am I making? There is nothing to scold."

Asked by the little male worm, Hans couldn't help but remember the time when he was in the old nest. The males who were taken captive are really picky in life. If you are slightly dissatisfied, you will get into trouble. But why is this little male having such a good temper?

"You are going to be bullied like this." Hans's expression of hatred was not irony.

Looking at Hans's eyes, Fang Qingci felt very speechless: "Only you can bully me here, right?"

Hans stared at him for a while, tore off most of the grilled fish, and handed it over: "Eat."

Although it is half a piece, it seems to be more than two catties, which is enough to eat. Fang Qingci took the grilled fish and ate it with big mouthfuls, squinting happily.

It tastes so good! This fish has a slightly salty taste, which is somewhat like crab meat. It is delicious and sweet, without any seasoning, but highlights the taste of the ingredients themselves, which is very delicious.

Fang Qingci quickly ate the fish that was given to him, and then burped contentedly, feeling comfortable all over. The sequelae of the previous wormhole crossing seemed to have disappeared completely.

Half a grilled fish with Fang Qingci can be full, but Hans obviously can't. He is two meters, two or three meters tall, his whole body is muscular, and he looks like a big muscle tyrant, and he can eat it at first glance. After eating the fish grilled by others for nothing, Fang Qingci also wanted to reciprocate a peach, or if he was so happy, could he let him go? So he stroked his sleeves and trouser legs, jumped into the river, and tried to catch the fish.

Well, this one is good, big enough! He leaped hard and hugged the tail of the big fish. He didn't expect that he gave him a contemptuous look, then he slapped him with his tail to sit down in the water, and then walked away leisurely.

Standing on the bank of the river, Hans looked at Fang Qingci's embarrassment, and raised one eyebrow: "Do you want to play in the water?"

God is playing in the water! Fang Qingci helplessly wiped the water droplets on his face, and said, "I want to catch fish."

"You haven't eaten enough?" With the male worm's appetite, logically speaking, you should be full?

Fang Qing resigned: "Catch it for you."

Hearing what he said, Hans couldn't help being stunned. Strong people like him have always been used to taking care of other insects. But now, such a male worm, as weak as a chick, said he wanted to catch fish for himself... His heart was out of his control, so he missed a beat.

People must be despising him for being indifferent now... Fang Qingci climbed onto the shore, a little dejected, slowly wringing out the river water on his clothes and pants.

Hans stood on the bank of the river for a long time before getting into the water, quickly caught two fish for himself, and ate them raw. Then he wiped his mouth and walked towards the forest.

Fang Qingci hurriedly followed up. In this place where birds don't lay eggs, obviously following Brother Musa is the right choice. Otherwise, just come with a larger animal, enough to drink a pot by yourself.

Hans walked forward with no expression on his face. He couldn't help but curl his lips when he heard the footsteps of the little male worm coming from behind. But soon, he was forcibly suppressed.

Fang Qingci strenuously followed Hans, and asked, "Where are we going? Can't we just spend the night by the river?"

Hans did not answer, and continued to walk forward. Fang Qingci couldn't get a response, so she closed her mouth dullly, and then followed.

…Of course it’s okay for Hans to spend the night by the river, but with the physical condition of the little male, where can he stand it? Still, you have to find a cave or something.

Hans conjured worm limbs again, splitting the thorn bushes blocking the road and the branches blocking the road all the way. Therefore, Fang Qingci didn't find it difficult to walk, and was able to keep up.

After half an hour, they came to a cliff.

The huge rocks soaring into the clouds are as black as cast of steel. Some huge white birds flew in mid-air, as if they had built nests on the top of the mountain. They don't care about the two worms underneath, and they seem to get along well with each other.

The mountain road is hard to navigate, Fang Qingci bends over and gasps: "I can't walk anymore..."

I had known this day, it was time to exercise this weak chicken body. Look at the other brother Musa, his face is not red or breathless, and he looks calm and itchy.

Hans glanced at him, didn't say anything, walked to the cliff and chopped off a green vine on the cliff with sharp insect limbs. Before long, the vines were split, revealing a dark cave behind. Fang Qingci can go in, and if Hans bends down, he can also go in.

Fang Qingci was amazed when he saw it: "How do you know that there is a cave behind?"

Hans said lightly: "Intuition."

The expression on his mouth was light and windy, but in fact, deep in the eyes, there was a glimmer of pride. Well, the little male worm was surprised by himself!

"Are star pirates as good as you?"

If Hans had a tail, he must have been wagging it. Did you hear that? The little male worm said he was great!

What you think is another matter. Hans still has no expression on his face: "No, every worm is different, and the direction it is good at is different."

After speaking, he bent down and went into the cave, and said again: "You are waiting outside."

Fang Qingci stood outside, watching Hans get into the hole. For a while, I couldn't help but felt the thought of running away again. Now I am alone. If you want to run, it should go smoothly?

But before, I couldn't even catch a fish, how can I survive in this primitive jungle?

The sky was getting dark, and there was an inexplicable strange cry from the depths of the mountains, which made people tremble. In the dark woods, there seemed to be countless monsters in ambush, waiting to choose someone to eat...

Fang Qingci was frightened by his own imagination. After a chill, he gave up the thought of running away.

Before his thoughts changed, Hans got out of the hole again and said, "Come in, it's safe inside."

Fang Qing heard the words and stepped into the cave. It was very empty and dark inside, and one could even hear the whining wind in the depths of the cave. I don't know where it came from.

"This cave is very deep. We will stay here for one night without going deep.-You wait, I will go out. Even if there is some movement outside, you should not go out."

After Hans confessed, he got out. Suddenly, Fang Qingci was the only one left in the dark cave. Hearing the sound of a ghost crying, he couldn't help shrinking his head, feeling a chill in his back.

Fortunately, Hans came back soon, still holding a bundle of dry wood. After the fire was lit, there was light, and the cave didn't look so terrible anymore.

After the fire started, Hans looked at Fang Qingci, turned around and went out again. When I came back again, I brought a bunch of hay that looked very soft. He spread the hay beside the fire, looking like a bed, and said, "You can sleep on it."

Fang Qingci Yiyan lay down, and then let out a deep breath. After tossing for so long, I can finally have a good rest.

Thinking of his mood when he went out before, how did he know that he would rest on such a strange planet at night? Or, this is the impermanence of the world.

Hans did not prepare a straw bed for himself. He sat on the cold stone ground and looked at the fire. From time to time, add a few sticks of firewood to the fire.

Fang Qingci originally thought that he would fall asleep soon, but he was lying on the soft grass bed and tossing for a while, but he couldn't fall asleep. Maybe because of the recognition of the bed? So he looked at Hans and asked, "Why don't you rest?"

Hans glanced at him, and replied: "In such a place, there is a need for a night watch."

Fang Qingci thought for a while and said, "Then, I sleep in the middle of the night, and you sleep in the middle of the night?"

Hans didn't appreciate it, but sneered: "What can you do when you watch the night? If there is any danger, you are afraid that you are dead without even making a sound."

At this point, he couldn't help frowning. Linking the little male in front of him with the word "death" made him feel very uncomfortable inexplicably.

It's ridiculous to think about it. He Hans has walked over, what hasn't he seen? All his companions died, and there was only one worm standing in the blood of Shishan Mountain. But now, he is so soft-hearted. How could he become so weak? This little male has too much influence on him, which is not a good thing!