Traveling Through the Stars

Luo Bicai fans want both pheasant wings and rabbits. These two are delicious roasted and stewed. If you see them, you can't let them go.

But she couldn't catch it, so she could only choose one.

After struggling for two seconds, Luo Bi breathed a sigh of relief and ran to the pheasant. The pheasant was exhausted, and in the blink of an eye, Luo Bi lifted his foot and stepped on the tip of one wing. The pheasant was frightened and frightened, the whole chicken fluttered around, and the chicken wings hurt when they hit the calf.

It was not hard enough to step on, Luo Bi stepped on the tip of the wing hard with his right foot, squatted down and picked up a half-dried branch from the side, swung it up and whipped it several times, the pheasant passed out from the pain.

You see, be honest! Robbie threw it into the bag, and turned to catch the Winged Rabbit again.

The Winged Rabbit didn't run far, and ran to the battlefield where the air fight was fought.

"Wu Shaozi, stop it, stop it." Luo Bi shouted while chasing, no matter whether the array is human or not, she will use it as a human now.

What else should I do? Except for Wu Shaozi and them, Robbie has no help.

Wu Shaozi was pressing down on an adult millet bird to pat its feathers. If he had a hand, it would pluck the feathers. Unfortunately, he didn’t have a hand, so he could only pat it leisurely. Lose.

Bird feathers don't grow on people, people don't know pain, spoons don't know pain, but millet birds hurt! What used to be chirping, now only chirps, not chirping.

Killed the bird!

Want to ask whether Wu Shaozi is damaged or not? Just listen to the scolding of the millet bird whose feathers have been plucked.

Chirp: How to pull out bird feathers? It's so shameless.

Cha Cha: Shameless! shameless!

Slightly:······

Amid the chirping sound, a rooster crowed suddenly, and the other millet birds twisted their necks, looking at me, I looked at you, and the sky thundered. Did you hear a rooster crow just now? And right next to them.

The millet bird who crowed like a rooster cleared his throat and changed to chirp: it hurts too much, I made a mistake, I changed back, chirp, chirp.

The leader of the Shuniao squad who had withdrawn from the battlefield patted his wings and chirped: Don't panic, don't panic, it's pure Shuniao language.

The other millet birds calmed down, chatting and chatting: I was shocked, I thought some chickens had sneaked into our team, but it's okay, it's okay, it's from our own country.

A millet bird called and chirped: If the chicken dares to sneak in, let's spray it to death together.

The tone is not small, if it is not pressed by the bird's feathers now, it will be more imposing.

When Wu Shaozi heard Luo Bi bluffing, he tilted the spoon and didn't understand, so he understood some words, and some words he didn't understand, and he didn't quite understand what Luo Bi said now. Wu Shaozi doesn't even understand it, let alone a red porcelain spoon, it really doesn't understand.

Luo Bi understood what was going on at a glance, and gesticulated and shouted: "The one who ran over was just a winged rabbit, come down and slap a spoon."

The red porcelain spoon still doesn't understand, but Wu Shaozi probably understands, throwing away the millet bird that has been plucked clean, jumped up and gave the winged rabbit a spoon. Without being beaten, the winged rabbit tilted its head and passed out.

Luo Bi slowed down her sprinting steps, took a breath and walked over, picked up the winged rabbit and threw it into the bag.

Next, Robbie found a few more purple corns and peeled off the outer leaves. The corns inside were very tender, suitable for cooking or roasting. After breaking down the trees one by one, Luo Bi counted them, and there were thirty-one of them, large and small.

Originally wanted to go back to eat at noon and come back in the afternoon, but looking at the bundles of millet, Luo Bi had no choice but to give up this idea.

The supplies are too eye-catching, so it’s better to go back after dark.

The sun was shining brightly at noon, so Luo Bi washed her hands, took out barbecue-flavored small dried fish from the snack bag, and made a living.