When the light wall disappeared, Feng Wuyou discovered that this light wall could not only isolate physical attacks, but also odors.

When the light wall disappeared, an unpleasant smell immediately came to my face, making Feng Wuyou, a person with high tolerance, embarrassed, let alone Xiao Jinglan.

Seeing Xiao Jinglan's stiff face, Feng Wuyou was amused, and then took out something with his arms, stuffed it into his hand, and smiled and said, "Hold it."

This is a small bag made of handkerchief. It contains wild flowers and plants that Feng Wuyou has been bored and picked and dried. It is not very delicate, but the taste is quite good.

I was just bored all the way and did it casually, but I didn't expect it to come in handy at this time.

Xiao Jinglan took the sachet and looked a little better, but he didn't use it himself. He raised his hand to the tip of Feng Wuyou's nose: "Hold it yourself."

Feng Wuyou was slightly stunned, subconsciously holding the sachet before reacting, and said, "I'm fine."

"I'm fine, either." Xiao Jinglan's voice was faint, without any intention of taking it.

He doesn't like dirty things and has a little obsession with cleanliness, but that's because he has been pampering since childhood, and because he crawled out of the sea of ​​corpses and blood, and was flooded by the blood of too many people.

But if you say that he is so delicate and incompetent, it is really not.

Feng Wuyou smiled, but didn't say anything. He sniffed the sachet and suddenly heard a voice: "Pretending to behave!"

Feng Wuyou turned his head when she heard the sound and saw Arina standing not far away, staring at her with an unkind look.

Feng Wuyou didn't know how much Arina was hostile to her. She was about to ignore her, but suddenly her eyes turned, as if she had discovered something, and she looked stern in an instant.

She didn't look at Arina, but looked at the tall barbarian who had been standing behind Arina and was silent to the point of almost no presence: "Clanmen, there seem to be a lot fewer people from you Song Ximan."

The barbarian man looked motionless, but frowned and turned his face away, without any intention of answering Feng Wuyou.

But Arina's expression suddenly changed.

Feng Wuyou's heart was instantly clear, and her eyes when she looked at Arina suddenly became cold.

She stood up and her chin was slightly raised.

"Before the beast attack arrived, my friends and I heard some faint whistles. At that time, we thought it was the sound of the wind blowing through the leaves, and we thought we had heard it wrong, but now we have come back to it and feel that no matter what we think, the beast attack is too strange."

Feng Wuyou paused and stared at Arina: "Miss Arina, did you think this beast attack was caused by someone on purpose?"

"Don't talk nonsense!" Arina blurted out.

"What are I talking nonsense?" Feng Wuyou said: "I'm just guessing. Could it be that Miss Arina knows the reason for the attack, so she insists that they were not attracted by someone? And..."

Feng Wuyou's voice paused again, with a bit of biting coldness: "I remember that Song Ximan's camp seemed to be outside the light wall. Why are you so timely that you ran into the light wall before the beast attack arrived? Could it be that anyone among you can predict the future?"

Compared with the Tianlan people, the barbarians are much simpler and more straightforward. They advocate martial arts to solve everything, and they are far inferior to those of Feng Wuyou for things like moving to mind.

Feng Wuyou's few words about holding a gun and a stick have already made most of Song Ximan change their expressions.
Chapter completed!