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【1023】How to make a fire

Hearing his voice, Yuan Xiaofan suddenly raised his head and looked at the entrance of the cave.

He walked towards her from a distance to a close, and suddenly found that he walked in with a lot of things in his hand, put it down and smiled at her, "I seemed to be looking at someone just now, and I was waiting for me to come back."

Yuan Xiaofan frowned slightly, and now he didn't have the energy to vent his anger. He walked up and looked at the things he was holding in his hand and asked in a low voice: "How did you find these things?"

He resumed walking for no reason, as if many things had changed. Has the days of eating snow to satisfy his hunger been over?

Dongfang Ling looked at him with a smile and said, "This question is not important at all."

Yuan Xiaofan held his breath in his heart, really wanting to kill him, as if he was so angry. After enduring it for a long time, he asked coldly: "Then how do you want to make a fire? There is no flint here, and there is still a layer of ice on the ground."

Despicable, despicable, see if you can be handsome for three seconds.

Dongfang Ling looked at her clean little face, and the teasing thoughts arose. Wei Zheng raised his eyebrows and showed an evil smile, "You can do it for your husband, and I will tell you if you are your husband."

Upon hearing this, Yuan Xiaofan rolled his eyes, glared at him fiercely, and turned his head angrily. Looking at his scoundrel, she really wanted to kick him out.

Seeing her awkward look, Dongfang Ling unconsciously hooked the corners of her mouth and stopped teasing her.

He began to smash the ice surface covering the ground until he saw the rocks below, piled up the firewood, picked up a flammable small branch and used it to his palm. Not long after, the small branch actually ignited.

The fire lit up and warmed the entire cave.

Yuan Xiaofan turned his head and didn't see how he made the fire. He was even more confused and asked with a novel look on his face: "Mr., how did you make the fire?"

The man in front of him had a few strands of black hair hanging down his forehead, delicate facial features, handsome and resolute face, and under his sword eyebrows, a pair of black and clear eyes, deep as a lake, sometimes evil and sometimes gentle, his high nose bridge was elegant and stylish, his firm thin lips smiled slightly, and his arrogant chin was slightly raised, showing how arrogant and happy he was now.

Holding a small branch in his hand, he pointed at his handsome cheek, "Want to know? Kiss it here."

The fire swayed, which made her Bai Zhe's face and cheeks faintly blush. She secretly called him a scoundrel, shameless, shameless.

But he still couldn't suppress the curiosity in his heart. He quickly gave a kiss to his handsome cheek with a speed as a feline, and immediately shrank his head back, "Okay, you can say it."

Dongfang Ling smiled, gently stroked the place where he was kissed, shook the small branch in his hand, and said, "Look at it, I'm going to cast a spell for my husband."

After saying that, he used his power to his palm again and ignited the small branch with his internal force.

Yuan Xiaofan was so surprised that he couldn't speak. This was the first time she had seen such a magical thing.

Dongfang Ling was so proud that he was floating up. He was so proud that the flames burned the entire branch, but he still didn't know it.

It was not until the moment he burned his hand that he threw out the burned fire ball in his hand like a ghost, "It's so hot... so hot..."
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