The villain's deadly support

"These people fight as soon as they fight, why are they wasting other people's food!" Wen Chuchu looked at the dried fish all over the floor and regretted.

It was okay for the dried fish to be left in the grass, but some were covered with soil, and some were crushed by the bandits. Seeing the good dried fish being ruined, Wen Chuchu couldn't express her distress, "It's all covered with soil, Boss, what do you say?"

"Food also grows in the soil, do you eat it?" Shen Qinglian squatted down to tidy up the kicked-off branches and leaves, paused for a moment, and reminded: "Throw away the ones that have been stepped on."

"I know." Wen Chuchu knelt down and threw the piece of dried fish half bitten by the bandits into the bonfire, "However, I told them to buy dry food, otherwise, don't ask for it."

Shen Qinglian sighed again, and was about to speak when Wen Chuchu interrupted him first.

"Okay, okay, it's shameful to waste food, I know, I didn't say not to pick it up..." Wen Chuchu muttered, picking up the dried smoked fish scattered on the ground.

I don't know why the boss is so persistent.

Just as she was distracted, she saw that she was holding a bloody dried fish in her hand. She was so frightened that she shook her hand, her legs went limp, and Wen Chuchu sat down on the ground, with blood splattered all over her eyes. It was so uncomfortable again.

Shen Qinglian's footsteps could be heard beside her ears, she didn't want the boss to see her weak side, she gritted her teeth and forced herself to get up from the ground.

"Look at me, I'm so careless." Wen Chuchu was afraid that she would be rejected by the boss, so she pretended to be calm and patted the dirt on her skirt.

At this moment, Shen Qing stood in front of her, his long and narrow eyes seemed to see through her weakness, staring at her made Wen Chuchu feel inexplicably nervous, so he had to hastily dodge his gaze to escape.

There was a sudden pain in his wrist, and then, Shen Qinglian lifted his hand, which was still trembling slightly, between the two of them.

The feeling of being exposed is not good, and the tingling between the wrists is even more unbearable.

"Pain..." Wen Chuchu couldn't help but stood on tiptoe to help Shen Qinglian's arm.

Hearing the sound, the strength in the man's hand finally loosened a little, "You are too weak, you don't know it yet."

The blood stains on his fingers were wiped away by Shen Qing, and before she could thank her, his wrist was grabbed and pushed, and Wen Chuchu fell onto the fluffy cushion made of branches and leaves.

"I'm not weak, it's just that I'm temporarily useless." Wen Chuchu stared at the man, trying to save the last bit of face.

Unexpectedly, Shen Qingxian, who had run out of patience, suddenly drew his sword. She just slashed with the sword, and half of the blood-stained camp unexpectedly collapsed with earth and rocks, and the turf exploded, directly destroying it in Shen Qingxian's hands.

The cold light flickered, and as Shen Qinglian turned around, the sword's edge was picked on Wen Chuchu's chin.

"This is the enemy you have to face." Shen Qingxian's eyes exuded ruthlessness, "What can you do?"

Wen Chuchu felt an invisible force trying to crush her, overwhelming it, making it more and more difficult for her to breathe.

"Let's go home when we get down the mountain." The moment Shen Qing put his sword back into its sheath, Wen Chuchu was finally able to catch his breath as if a heavy burden had been relieved.

She didn't know what happened to Shen Qingxian, after experiencing the killing just now, the boss seemed to be a different person, with resentment in his eyes, like a beast with teeth and claws.

"Boss, do you...hate me?" Wen Chuchu looked at Shen Qingxian with confusion in his eyes.

It's a pity that she waited for a long time, but she couldn't get an answer.

"I guess you despise me as an oil bottle." Wen Chuchu laughed at herself wryly.

Shen Qinglian turned a deaf ear, she focused on picking up the dried fish scattered on the ground, without any intention of communicating.

"If I make you unhappy, will you kill me?" Wen Chuchu desperately needed an answer.

Seeing Shen Qingxian's gaze turn around, she couldn't help but clenched the hem of her skirt tightly again.

"You are noisy."

It's a pity that Shen Qingxian didn't answer her doubts, and went into the depths of the forest alone with a sword in hand.

The lake water is clear, like a still landscape painting at this time, it is extraordinarily quiet.

Shen Qing found a big rock and sat down, a gust of cool wind blew across the surface of the lake, ripples swayed along the water waves, the wind whipped up weeds, insects chirped endlessly, everything seemed so peaceful.

Shen Qinglian sat quietly, she didn't know whether it was annoyance or frustration, she sighed, closed her eyes, let the wind blow her hair lightly.

However, this silence didn't last long, and footsteps were heard walking towards this side.

"What are you doing here?" Shen Qinglian frowned again.

"The vines drying the dried fish have been cut off, I, can I borrow your sword again..." Wen Chuchu's voice was cautious.

"Miss Chuchu."

"It's Chuchu." There were always unnecessary disputes between them.

Shen Qinglian also naturally chose to ignore it, "Your purse can hold a lot of jewelry, didn't you find anything wrong?"

"Actually...pretending to be more." Wen Chuchu lowered his head and untied the purse and handed it to Shen Qing.

In fact, she discovered her ability very early on. There are endless gold, silver and jewels hidden in this purse, but it is useless in a barren forest.

But Shen Qingxian didn't intend to take over, "As you said, it can hold more, understand?"

Wen Chuchu suddenly became enlightened, she looked down at her purse, "You mean dried fish is also fine?"

Shen Qing nodded his head, then turned to face the lake and fell into silence.

As early as when Wen Chuchu took out five gold bars from her purse, she discovered that the purse was unusual, or in other words, she also discovered that Wen Chuchu was different. That girl might really be pampered and ignorant of the world.

"Then...then I'll try it." Wen Chuchu felt relieved.

She handed the purse to the boss, in fact, she wanted to test the boss's views on money. When she saw that Shen Qinglian was not interested in money, Wen Chuchu further believed that Shen Qinglian was the core of the dimension, because she had all the cores due virtue.

Never bullying, jealous of evil, humane, tough and strong, and not loving money...

While counting the advantages of Shen Qingxian, Wen Chuchu ran back to the campfire full of joy. She squatted on the ground, picked up a piece of dried smoked fish and stuffed it into the small purse, only to see that the purse really contained fish several times larger than herself Dry accommodated it.

only…

The kit rolled up as if it was alive, Wen Chuchu opened the purse and widened her eyes in shock.

"Heh - tui!"

The salted fish stuffed in the purse was sprayed on Wen Chuchu's face.

Can this be done? !

Wen Chuchu stared at the purse in disbelief, and she tried again without giving up.

"Heh - tui!"

Wen Chuchu's eyes sparkled, so fun? !

Wen Chuchu couldn't wait, wanting to show Shen Qinglian this incredible ability, she dragged two dried fish casually, and ran towards the lake.

"Boss!!!" Wen Chuchu regained his energy.

Shen Qing turned his head, and saw Wen Chuchu running towards him in good spirits, looking stupid, not thinking at all.

"Boss! It's amazing!!!" Wen Chuchu waved the dried fish in his hand and rushed over.

She was out of breath, her hair was messed up by the wind, Shen Qing couldn't bear to look down, and rubbed a strand of hair that stood up for her.

"Boss, look!" Wen Chuchu said, stuffing two small dried fish into her purse.

It was indeed a treasure bag, after Shen Qinglian took a look at it, he dared to confirm that her previous conjecture was correct.

"You...you look at Ang!" Wen Chuchu put the purse in front of Shen Qinglian.

"Heh - tui!"

A piece of dried fish was slapping on Shen Qingxian's face.

"..."

The atmosphere between the two was almost eerily quiet.

When the smoked fish fell, Shen Qinglian's face turned murderous in an instant, just when she was about to speak to Wen Chuchu.

"tui!"

Another smoked fish was thrown in her face.

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