The Enchantress of Medicine, with the Heaven Defying Child, and the Black Belly Father

When Muang looked up, he saw that he was undyed and ready with colorful and fragrant food.

Looking at her with a smile: "Are you hungry? Look, I got you a new dish today. It tastes great! ”

Muay looked at him skeptically, "Have you been a little unusual lately? ”

Undyed and crooked, he gave an innocent expression: “There's no way. When I first met him, I thought Mu Yan was a bad woman, so of course, be careful. The more you get along, the more attracted you are, the more you are to your heart. I don't need to wash my hands to make soup for the people I care about, even if I don't want my life...”

“Stop, stop! Come on, you won!” Mu Yan is speechless, "I really can never tell when you're telling the truth and when you're telling a lie. ”

The teenager opposite slightly lowered his head with a shallow smile on the corner of his mouth and handed the prickly fish to Muay.

Fresh fish melt between the lips and teeth, the ultimate in delicacy, leaving the face of the hungry for two days unbearable.

But such deliciousness and comfort, instead of relaxing her, kept her covertly vigilant.

'Cause it's so weird that it's so indescribable.

Moreover, Muang always felt a strange sense of familiarity on his body, which made her often just mention some caution, because of that familiarity, but instinctively dissipated most of it.

“Who are you exactly? What's the purpose of approaching me?” Muang asked after all.

Undyed heads up, the curvature in the corner of the mouth gets deeper, "Does Muay really want to know that much? Then I'll tell you..."

It wasn't over yet, and suddenly a trembling voice came and interrupted the conversation between them.

“Jun... Miss Jun, do you really have a way of breaking the Rock Gang junction, taking us out? ”

Moe frowned and looked up.

It was only a muddy middle-aged man who spoke.

She grinned, “I think you've got one thing wrong. I broke the stone gang because I was going out, but I didn't say I was going to take you out. Don't make yourselves comfortable. ”

The middle-aged man suddenly blushed.

Mu Yan added: “Of course, once the boundary is broken, if there is no automatic repair, you can follow it out. But when you leave here, whether you die or live, regain strength, or be thrown back into this gravel post, it's none of my business! ”

The middle-aged man was apparently a fixer who was thrown in.

At this time, when he heard Mu Yan's words, his face stagnated and he couldn't help but laugh low, “Yeah! What can a piece of crap like ours do if it comes out of a gravel? Isn't that a dead end? Ha ha... Ha ha! ”

Others who had belonged to the floating islands also showed a painful and desperate look.

I never knew how vast and terrible the outside world was for the natives than I grew up in a gravel gang.

These fixers understand the meaning of the admiration better.

So what if you left the gravel gang? They remain untouched waste and remain the bottom of the food chain.

Perhaps they will survive in the gravel gang, leaving here, and they will have no choice but to die.

Someone couldn't help crying low.

There were also unwilling punches on the ground.