I Work As A Cook In The Wasteland

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  Chapter 103 The Voice of Weeping Blood
  "You lose."

  A faint smile appeared on Lu Xinglan's cold face.

  "Tsk, I lost."

  Wen Ruzhou raised his hands in a gesture of surrender.

  But facing Wen Ruzhou's obedient attitude, Lu Xinglan's expression became serious again.

  "What else have you done?"

  "Haha, Xinglan, I can only say that I am worthy of you, and you understand me."

  Faced with Lu Xinglan's questioning, Wen Ruzhou laughed.

  Smiling, there were tears in the corners of his eyes.

  He wiped it away, his eyes bright and his tone passionate.

  "The lady said it."

  "If we can't catch it, then... it will be completely destroyed." "

  But, with you here, I will definitely not be able to take action." "

  So, I actually called a helper for me. ."

  "He should have arrived."

  "So now, what should you choose?"

  "Continue to waste time with me here, or hurry to that camp."

  "Maybe we can still make it!"

  Underneath the frivolous words, there is deep malice.

  After looking at Wen Ruzhou, Lu Xinglan quickly turned around and left.

  "Ha!"

  "Miss, it seems that he has made a choice."

  Who would have thought that this Lu Xinglan was born in the base and was expected by countless people.

  They actually chose such a poor camp.

  "It's okay."

  Behind Wen Ruzhou, Feng Miao actually walked out.

  Wearing a white dress, she looks like a fairy in the forest.

  The gentle smile is still there, and the holiness is rippling in his eyes.

  "Just think of it as a favor to those people this time."

  "As for Lu Xinglan."

  "Brother Ruzhou, you know me."

  Under the vague words, Wen Ruzhou leaned forward slightly.

  "Listen to you, miss, let's go back."

  Anyway, there is no need for him to interfere in the rest of the matter.

  "Okay."

  Feng Miao had no intention of staying long.

  Looking in the direction of Shi Yan's camp from the corner of his eye, the smile in Feng Miao's eyes was arrogant.

  Su Mo, if you can survive this time.

  Then I can admit that you are my opponent.

  ...

  In the camp, some people in the cave have come out because of the cheers.