"No, no, no, I, I can bear it..." Feng Chenglin was ashamed to solve this problem by Ling Luoyu's side, and could only hold his scalp and gritted his teeth.

But under such circumstances, he felt that he couldn't hold it anymore, so he had to gritted his teeth and tore off two plackets and handed them to Ling Luoyu.

"What are you doing?" Ling Luoyu was startled.

Feng Chenglin's face was flushed: "plug, plug your ears..."

Is it okay to just ignore such a thing?

That voice is also inaudible.

Ling Luoyu plugged his ears tacitly and turned his head: "We are both childhood sweethearts, and we have lived and died so many times. Why are you still hypocritical with me?"

Feng Chenglin didn't even bother to answer, and couldn't wait to untie the waistband to solve the problem.

When all the blockages were smashed away, he was relieved, and only then did he have the intention to answer Ling Luoyu's questions.

"Our brothers belong to the brothers, and our childhood sweethearts belong to our childhood sweethearts. But after all, there is a difference between men and women. Things that should be taboo should be taboo!"

While speaking, he turned around and walked over to tie his trousers.

It doesn't feel right to tie it.

Huh? ?

Why does he tie his trouser belt with both hands? ?

Feng Chenglin realized that it was wrong, and quickly turned to look at the tree that was holding his hand.

The tree was turning black at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Fuck!" Feng Chenglin yelled like a ghost: "Over there, Sanshao, look at it, look at it..."

Ling Luoyu was plugging his ears and heard him screaming vaguely. When he turned his head, he saw him dancing with his hands and fingers pointing at the blackened tree.

"Your hand..." She quickly turned her head to look.

In the next second, the two looked at the beach on the ground at the same time...watery!

Fengcheng Lin Yanya: "This guy is afraid of hot water, this guy is afraid of hot water! Haha..."

As long as something is afraid of something, that's good! !

He hurriedly took out the wood, took out the pot and water, set it up and burned it.

But--

"Fat man, fire, burn it with fire... Since this thing is afraid of water, it must also be afraid of fire and burn it with fire!"

When Feng Chenglin heard it, he felt that it made sense, and regardless of the pot and water, he took the fire stick and burned it under the white tree.

The strange thing was that even though he had burned for most of the day, the white tree was still white, and there was no sign of turning black at all.

"Three young masters, this?" He raised his head questioningly, "Is it because I didn't burn enough?"

"...The temperature of this thing is much higher than yours!" Ling Luoyu also felt strange: "Or, that is to say, this thing is really afraid of...hot water?"

"Follow him, if you are afraid of hot water, then burn it!"

Feng Chenglin stopped talking nonsense, set up firewood, and quickly boiled a pot of hot water.

"Be careful to get away, I'm going to spill it!"

Picking up a pot of hot water, he vented his hatred and fell straight on the roots of the white tree.

"Three young masters, when you are out of danger, let's burn a big pot of hot water together and pour all these things to death!"

The hot water flowed into the ground along the body of the white tree, and quickly penetrated the ground, and the heat gradually disappeared.

But strangely, the white tree remained the same.

It seems that a pot of boiled water has no effect on it at all!

Ling Luoyu aimed at Feng Chenglin, and Feng Chenglin looked at Ling Luoyu.

The two looked at each other.

"It's useless?"

"Is it... not enough?"

That's what I said, but the two of them knew that a pot of hot water was not much more than Feng Chenglin's one-shots? ?