Traveling Through the Stars

Luo Bi took the snack bag, and Luo Yan put the little red chicken monster into the bamboo basket.

Luo Bi felt a little cold under the dense snow and stamped her feet.

"How many small colored crystals does this one have?" Luo Bi asked.

"Let me count." Luo Yan just didn't care enough. He pulled the chicken's head and counted, then he was stunned: "Eleven small colored crystal stones? That's not right, I'll count again."

The little red chicken monster usually only has one or two small colored crystals. You may be lucky and catch one with several colored crystals, but it will never grow more than five. The question is, are these small colored crystals? ? ? ? ! !

It's as big as a pomegranate seed, almost as big as the colorful crystal stone on the head of the red chicken monster.

Luo Bi was surprised: "So many?!"

Luo Yan quickly counted again, and there were still eleven small colored crystals. The Thunder Flame Warrior was a little confused and looked at Luo Bi: "Where did you catch the little red chicken monster? Why do the colored crystals look different?" !!!”

Luo Bi thought: "..."

"I forgot which planet I caught it from." Luo Bi couldn't remember it, so she didn't bother thinking about it.

Luo Yan: "...Can you forget this?????"

Luo Yan got a rare little red chicken monster. It was so rare that it didn't go anywhere. He pulled up a small bench and looked at it. He couldn't get enough of it. Luo Bi was talking to him about the little red chicken monster next to him.

In fact, it was all nonsense, but both of them were very interested in talking about it.

How boring are these two people? They are trying to weigh the weight of the little red chicken monster. There is an energy scale at home, but they don't even think of picking it up. When they think about it, it's just to compare whose hand is more accurate.

After playing for only half a day, Luo Yan discovered that Luo Bi was very much like a cousin, and she almost always gave way to Luo Yan no matter what she did.

That attitude was not an act at all.

Luo Yan was very confused, why didn't the younger generation like such a cousin? !

The cousins ​​had been guarding the bamboo basket at the door of the small living room and chattering. Luo Hang rushed into the house several times. The two of them talked in agreement but turned a deaf ear, as if looking at the little red chicken monster, they could see a flower.

Luo Hang was worried that the children would be frozen, so he grilled the barbecue, and then said to them: "Stop playing, it's freezing out here. It's not you who are cold, right? Wash your hands quickly and eat."

Guan Zhuting has already cooked the stewed fish and put the delicious braised fish on the plate.

Luo Bi stood up immediately and called Luo Yan: "Hurry up, it's time to eat."

Luo Yan moved slowly. He lifted the bamboo basket and was confused as to where to place the little red chicken monster. He asked Luo Bi: "Where to put it?"

Luo Bi: "······"

"Just put it here." Luo Bilai said angrily, "You still want to move it to the dining table."

This is what Luo Yan was thinking: "What if I run away?!"

"I'll give you another one," Luo Bi said.

Luo Yan didn't believe that there was another one, but he still put down the bamboo basket. This child had never seen a little red chicken monster since he was a child. He suddenly got one and wanted to carry it.

It's not an exaggeration. Luo Yan was worried that the little red chicken monster would freeze to death, so he even spread a layer of hay for the little red chicken monster.

Luo Bi was speechless. Luo Yan had gone to see the little red chicken monster several times while eating. She shouldn't have given him a little red chicken monster. Seeing how rare Luo Yan was, all he thought about while eating was the little red chicken monster. Red chicken monster.

Luo Hang and Guan Zhuting understood that they had raised a group of rare animals, but they didn't feel at ease.

Give a Little Red Chicken Warcraft as a gift! It's rare for a family member to play well with Luo Bi.