Traveling Through the Stars

Luo Bi played with fried birds for fun, grabbing clay balls and frying them herself without giving them to anyone.

Fengling didn't stop him, and the others couldn't say anything. They just swept up together and looked around for the fallen millet. One to the east, one to the west, neither in the right place.

With three people picking it up and one person blowing it up, Luo Bi's speed couldn't keep up.

So, she panicked and threw the mud ball faster.

It's just for fun, but this is not a place for fun. The army of millet birds is here to grab food. If the human side moves slightly slowly, it will be a loss. Without the ears of rice and wheat, they are just rice straw and wheat straw, and they are useless growing in the ground.

Luo Bi knew this very well, but she didn't want to give the little clay ball to others, so she had to do her own work. Her beautiful eyes locked on the target in one glance, and she blasted the bird with all her strength.

Soon, she couldn't bear it anymore. Luo Biyang was very delicate and didn't move much. He took the clay ball and threw it with his hand and it looked relaxed. As time went by, his shoulders couldn't bear it and became sore.

Luo Bi stopped and looked at Fengling without saying a word. Fengling knew that she was tired, so she walked over and asked, "Are you tired?"

"Yeah!" Luo Bi nodded.

Fengling sighed helplessly and picked him up: "Let's take a rest and play again."

Luo Bi's mouth twitched, and she actually treated her like a child, but her shoulders were so sore, so she leaned her head into the man's arms and relaxed her body to rest, not forgetting to hold the small wicker basket at this time.

Fengling lowered her head, and Luo Bi's posture was like that of a child.

Lan Xun was startled. This was the first time he had seen Fengling like this. This was not in line with Fengling's temperament.

It was already past three o'clock in the afternoon, and the sunlight was a little softer. Crows of millet spread their wings and wreaked havoc in the planting fields. They chirped, cursed, sprayed, and pecked the ears of wheat before leaving.

Everyone was on full alert, using all their strength to deal with the army of millet birds. Children, women, and Thunder Flame warriors were fighting for food. The scene was even more chaotic than before.

Luo Bi couldn't hold her breath after resting for a few minutes. She wasn't ignorant, so she couldn't be lazy at this time. Thinking of this, Luo Bi jumped out of Fengling's arms and called the children to fight together.

Mud balls are not given to Thunder Flame warriors, but they can be given to children.

Luo Bi didn't care how much he divided, so he handed the small wicker basket to Fengling for him to divide, and Fengling gave it to Wen Xiao.

Wen Xiao is good at this kind of work. One child can hold ten to twenty small clay balls, and each child is equipped with a small helper. The first requirement for the little helper is good eyesight, and he is mainly responsible for picking up missed mud balls.

If it disappears, I'm sorry, I won't give it to you next time.

I sent a helper and threw the mud ball out of sight. It was so useless, so I just stayed there.

Mr. Zhu, Wen Yao, Qin Yilang, Hua Ran, Luo Huan and others gathered over one after another. Fengling made arrangements. Lan Xun and Jiang Yixin led a group of people to occupy the left side. Wen Yao and Qin Yilang led a group of people to occupy the right side. Hua Ran , Xue Yue led a group of people to cut off the rear.

Three groups of people formed a relatively large circle, mainly to confuse the audience and protect Luo Bi and the children.

In short, people cannot know the function of the mud ball.

Even if they knew it, it would still be hard to figure out whose hand the mud ball came from.

Others are responsible for picking up the millet birds, blowing them one by one and picking them up one by one. They must not take advantage of others.

Luo Bi led a group of children to chase Mao Niiao. Mao Niiao had never been bullied like this before and cursed him angrily. Luo Bi hummed, "I'm not afraid of you scolding others. The more you scold, the more you'll get angry and make you scold."