Traveling Through the Stars

Luo Bi was not doing it for fun, but was determined to fry the scale flowers.

The hill was so lively here that it attracted a group of children to come up. Luo Bi fry a bunch of them, and the children fried one at a time, and then another. Finally, they got angry and couldn't stand the desire to compete, so they ran home and brought all the stock.

Luo Bi took a look: "······"

It's really not that bad, really.

She knew how old she was. She compared who had more scale flowers, which were more beautiful and louder when they were fried. To be honest, Luo Bi didn't have the mind to compare at all. What's the point of comparing this.

But the children thought it was interesting, and they all came here to compete.

Luo Bi quickly fry all the scales, ran to Feng Ling, and went home with Feng Ling.

A group of children were left behind, having fun frying on the hill.

When they got home, they could still hear the sound of frying scale flowers. From the big balcony, they could see all kinds of scale flowers blooming, colorful, and the planets of the three major galaxies were all bustling.

Luo Bi valued the mysterious art, so she didn't drink the herbs.

Feng Ling didn't understand, so she let her go and sent Luo Bi to bed early.

It snowed heavily that night, and the wind was cold. It was usually like this during the interstellar cold festival. It was quite cold. Fortunately, the cold festival was lively during these few days, which dispelled some of the coldness. Otherwise, who would go out in such a cold weather.

The next day, when the sun rose, it was snowing. The planet was covered with white snow. Every family got up early, looked at the snow scene, and went out to get together after breakfast.

Those who had a good relationship visited each other, and those who had an average relationship could also take the opportunity to sit together and chat for a few more words, which might bring them closer. More connections mean more help.

Luo Bi used to not get up, but she couldn't sleep, so she got up.

Feng Ling rolled up her sleeves and asked her, "What do you want to eat?"

"River seafood." Luo Bi thought for a while and said.

Feng Ling nodded, opened the refrigerator, and picked up river seafood.

There are many kinds of river fish. Feng Ling picked the ones Luo Bi liked and cleaned a mushroom crab. The main purpose of the Interstellar Cold Festival is to play, eat and drink, and eat as much as you want. There is no need to save.

A mushroom crab is obviously not enough, so Feng Ling took a big red shrimp and a big red crab.

They are all powerful. If there is nothing to refine, it is difficult to catch one. Naturally, it is a rare river fish. Feng Ling cut a section of the seventh-level high-level ginseng grass to increase the nutritional energy.

It is not suitable to stir-fry in the morning. Feng Ling steamed shrimps and crabs, each weighing three pounds. Luo Bi ate a lot, and Feng Ling took care of the rest.

Each family visited each other on this day, but Lan Qiao and others did not come to see Luo Bi. It was like this in previous years, so there was no need to care, but Luo Bi was narrow-minded and sneered.

Her family picked purple grapes, and Lan Qiao didn't want to have a general relationship, so she came to pick the fruit.

After the Interstellar Cold Festival, they were separated. Knowing that they were not in a good relationship, they didn't visit each other anymore.

Don't think she can't see it, she just wants to make it look like she has a small circle and no one is close to her. Luo Bi can see this little trick clearly. If that's the case, why would she want her things?

Since the relationship is not that good, she can't get the things even if she wants them.

In fact, Luo Bi just complained in her heart, Lan Qiao didn't get any advantage.

Guan Wei, Yang Yu and others came to ask Feng Ling about the hunting of Chixing.

Feng Ling easily sent them away. Guan Wei and Yang Yu prepared for the rainy day and planned the mission. Feng Ling couldn't help. This time, they went to Chixing to play with the mysterious thunder strike. Even if she told Guan Wei and others, they couldn't use it.

It's useless to be jealous of the harvest.