By the bonfire, Feng Chenglin stood up alertly, stepped away from where he was sitting, walked towards the shadow of the fire not far away, and looked at Dingmiao.

And Dingmiao looked at him vigilantly, and sat down, "Why are you here?!"

"Why are you here?!"

Ling Luoyu sat down on one side and pushed the brewed tea over.

"Fatty, take some dry food..."

Feng Chenglin answered, took some dry film, and gave it to Dingmiao, still holding a face.

Dingmiao hesitated, then raised his hand to take it: "Thank you..."

A "thank you" seemed to ease the hostility between him and Feng Chenglin.

"You're welcome! Being able to meet in this horrible place... shows that we still have fate!"

Dingmiao's eyes trembled undetectably, and he immediately lowered his head, took a bite of the dry film, but choked in his throat and almost didn't go down.

Ling Luoyu handed over the tea: "Eat slowly... If you are chased by those who kill you, knowing that you choked to death after eating, I don't know what kind of mood it would be..."

The action of Dingmiao suddenly stopped: "You...know it!?"

He suddenly raised his head, his pupils shrinking.

"Those people... chased here?!"

"Is someone really chasing you?!" Feng Chenglin chuckled coldly and chuckled, "I'll just say it. When I saw me just now, it was like seeing my father and enemy..."

Dingmiao's expression was a little awkward: "I was hiding there just now, but you went up quietly... and there is a hidden murderous intent on your body!! If it were you... I guess I would do it without hesitation!? "

"you"

"Fatty!"

Ling Luoyu suddenly interrupted Feng Chenglin's words, her eyebrows frowned.

"You mean, someone has been chasing you?"

"Yes"

Dingmiao understood a little bit.

"Why... Didn't you meet!? Then... how do you know I was being chased by someone?!"

"It needs to be said!?"

Feng Chenglin looked up and down Dingmiao.

"Look at your embarrassment, you can tell at a glance...You look worse than the second child..."

"Second?! Ahem..."

Dingmiao was startled and coughed loudly.

"Do you... still have a partner!?"

Feng Chenglin and Ling Luoyu looked at each other immediately: "How do you know?!"

Dingmiao's coughing face was blue and purple, he slowly raised his head, and laughed awkwardly: "I...I thought he was the one who chased me... So just now..."

He made an obliterating action, pointing in the direction where he had just hidden.

"It's there...I don't know if it's dead or alive now..."

Looking at the faces of Ling Luoyu and Feng Chenglin, his appearance was even more embarrassed.

"That... who is he from yours..."

"Fatty..." Ling Luoyu turned his head at Feng Chenglin: "Go and see..."

"This kid... really has a hard life!"

Feng Chenglin couldn't help laughing and got up and walked in the direction pointed by Dingmiao.

"From last night to now... he was always injured and unlucky..."

He really wants to know the psychological shadow area of the second child at this time!

It is estimated to be completely black!

Looking at his back and looking at Ling Luoyu's eyes, Dingmiao breathed a sigh of relief.

"This person... the relationship with you... I hurt him, it shouldn't matter..."

If it is an important person, it is estimated that the two would have been unable to sit still at this time, and jumped up to check each other's injuries.

Rather than being like this, uncle likes, immobile like a mountain!