The male god of fast-wearing god-level female supporting role kneels down

Chapter 46
His eyes were fixed on Sheng Xia, and he said something like this.

The man in front of him, whose appearance and figure can be called stunning, said such a sentence with such attention.

In an instant, Sheng Xia had a feeling... He-damn, she is a stunning beauty!

Or it is a proper heroine halo.

However, according to the rules of the previous time travel, it is better not to think about the role of the heroine.

"I won't run away!"

Sheng Xia said this again solemnly.

"it is good!"

Only then did he agree, and the guard on his body slowly disappeared.

He turned into a giant python again, bit the pheasant in his mouth, and let Sheng Xia sit on him again.

Sheng Xia crawled towards him, and he swam into the water again.

This seems to be a lake. In the water, I swam around and then followed a path to the shore.

Sheng Xia slid down from his body, holding his breath just now was almost suffocating himself.

"Why is your face so red!"

He instantly turned into a human form and asked aloud.

"nothing!"

Sheng Xia gasped for a while, and then he was relieved, almost strangled to death by him, okay?

She found some dry branches around, rubbed her hands a few times, and soon flames burst out.

Seeing the flames suddenly, he was startled.

Sheng Xia looked at the hairy chicken, and was distressed for a while, but he didn't have a knife, how could he open it up.

"Female, what are you worrying about!?"

He sat in front of Sheng Xia again and asked aloud.

"Is there any sharper thing that can clean this chicken?"

Midsummer asked aloud.

"Sharp!?"

He stood up listening to this, and stretched out his hand to grab a tree trunk. After breaking it, the front end was indeed very sharp.

Sheng Xia paused, took the tree trunk from his hand, went to the stream and fiddled with it casually, it was really very sharp.

Unexpectedly, in such a difficult environment, it is lucky to be able to eat a roast chicken.

The chicken is cooked, but there is no seasoning, it is really not good.

"Hey, do you want it?"

Sheng Xia wanted to share it with him.

"I don't want to..." He refused first, and then said, "My name is Irion."

How could he eat such cooked food?

I can really eat anything when I'm hungry, even such bland roast chicken.

She ate less than half of it and couldn't take it anymore.

Midsummer was on the side again, found a big leaf, wrapped it carefully, and saved it for the next meal.
"Female, do you like to eat like this!?"

Irion asked, the amber-like eyes were also shining with bright starlight.

"It would be better with a little salt."

Midsummer nodded.

"Salt--"

Hearing what she said, Irion gradually fell into deep thought.

"Let's go, go back!"

Irion rolled her up with his tail and squirmed toward the water's edge.

Sheng Xia held the grilled chicken wrapped in leaves in his hand, undulating in the water like this, and then went to the stone again.

The grilled chicken in his hand was dripping with water, and the clothes on his body had never been dried at all.

The herbal medicine on the wound was gone, and the wound kept touching water, and it was faintly white.

Irion asked her to lie down, and took out the herb he had put on the side before, chewed it and carefully applied it to her wound.

(End of this chapter)