At this moment, the world has entered the age of elves

Lin Feng didn't expect that their attention could be diverted to the issue of appearance.

Lin Feng rolled his big eyes, and decided not to let them lower his IQ.

"Stop talking, I'll eat first!"

The whole morning passed quickly under Guisi's prank.

Lin Feng, Squirtle Turtle and Bibi Bird were all tired.

Because the ghost elves tricked him into stealing his sunglasses, Squirtle is still depressed until now.

Bibi Bird was vigilant along the way, for fear that some difficult elves would appear again.

Lin Feng walked the mountain path all morning.

He didn't lie down directly, it was his physical fitness that supported him.

With two days of experience in field survival, Lin Feng cleared out a clean place with ease.

"I had something good for lunch today, and I brought a small self-heating hot pot...Let me look through it..."

Lin Feng was wearing hiking pants and hiking boots, and the trousers and boots were tightly tied.

He sat cross-legged on the ground directly.

After digging out a bottle of mineral water, the self-heating bag was heated up with "tons of tons".

The rest of the water was also dried up by Lin Feng in one go.

After drinking the water, he conveniently stuffed the plastic bottle back into his backpack.

Lin Feng smiled and said to the camera.

"In this kind of wild environment, the garbage you create must be taken away by yourself! Everyone should learn from me!"

"The taste of this self-heating small hot pot is really delicious!"

Lin Feng looked at the steaming hot pot in front of him, and said while smacking his mouth.

Everyone in the live broadcast room laughed instantly.

"Isn't it just a small self-heating hot pot! No one has the same!"

"...Really not! My family has been out of food for several days! How could the anchor have a self-heating hot pot!"

"Shhhhhhh! Damn host!"

"Turn it over...there is only the last pack of instant noodles left... Woohoo! When will I be able to go out! Isn't it just falling into a black hole! I don't think there is anything to be afraid of!"

"For self-heating small hot pot! Go!"

With a happy expression on Lin Feng's face, he lifted the lid, and picked up the vermicelli "squeaky".

He did not forget to prepare energy cubes and a few wild berries for Squirtle and Bibi.

One person and two elves, both put their heads down and ate very deliciously.

at this time.

Behind the tree that Lin Feng was leaning against, a small head poked out.

Following the aroma from the self-heating small hot pot, it found Lin Feng.

Lin Feng hadn't noticed yet.

He was having vermicelli and beef in his mouth, chatting with the live broadcast room.

Lin Feng suddenly saw the message on the bullet screen, and changed suddenly.

"Anchor! Look at the back! Look at the back!"

"I recognized it! It's a pink devil! It is said that when you hear its voice, you will be pulled into a hellish scene!"

"Don't eat the host! Run away!"

"No one who sees the pink devil will be spared! No matter how fast the anchor runs, can the sound spread fast!"

"Fuck! Don't look back, anchor! The pink devil is here!"

"So, is the pink devil attracted by the host's self-heating hot pot?"

"...Huh? Thinking about it this way, it doesn't seem so scary anymore?"

Lin Feng looked at the barrage that was frantically swiping, and he sucked hard on the vermicelli in his mouth.

After chewing for three or two bites, he finally swallowed it.

Only then can Lin Feng speak properly.

He smacked his lips, mouthful of the smell of hot pot bottoms.

"Pink devil? Why does it sound so familiar?"

As Lin Feng said, he turned his head suddenly, and the little guy who was about to get close to Lin Feng jumped in fright.

Seeing this scene, the barrage that was still discussing just now also paused for a second.

Everyone raised question marks.

No?

The pink devil can still be scared?

Is there really something wrong?

Chapter 62

"Pink devil?"

"Fat Ding?"

"It's kind of funny."

After Lin Feng saw the real face of this chubby "pink devil", he couldn't help showing a mocking smile.

When can an elf like Fat Ding be called a "demon"?

Called the "pink devil" in the live broadcast room, the elf who suddenly appeared behind Lin Feng was nothing else.

It was a pink chubby.

A nearly perfectly round body.

There are also a pair of small, pointy, cat-like ears, and a pair of big sky blue watery eyes.

There is a curly hair on the forehead.

The two arms are very short.

At first glance, it is very cute.

Fat Ding was frightened by Lin Feng's actions.

It hugged the tree trunk tightly with two short hands, and stared at Lin Feng cautiously with one big eye.

It was afraid of Lin Feng.

From time to time, his eyes fell on the small self-heating hot pot that Lin Feng was holding.

Obviously, it swallowed two mouthfuls of saliva.

Even Lin Feng, who had no feelings for cute things, couldn't help covering his little heart after seeing this scene.

"Ah... so cute..."

"This is the elf that a macho should raise!"

Look at this cute face!

Look at this pink and tender color scheme!

There is no elf that is more suitable for a macho than Fatty!

As Lin Feng said, he took another two mouthfuls of kelp.

He said vaguely.

"Pang Ding is a balloon elf, by the way, Fat Ding is normal + fairy attributes."

"Although he is not the main elf, Fat Ding still has the same cuteness as elves with elves with elves."

"I'm curious, how did the rumors of the pink devil and being able to see the scene of hell come out?"

As Lin Feng's voice fell, discussions quickly started on the barrage in the live broadcast room.

"Well... I don't know either! It seems to be an official release?"

"Yes! It is said that someone accidentally encountered this elf... He fell asleep inexplicably after hearing a nice sound?"

"That's right! It also described that it is not the sound that normal people and creatures can make! It must be the sound from hell!"

"Ah... that sounds a bit nonsense, right? This one... doesn't seem so scary!"

"That's right! Did the host say it's called Fatty? What a cute name! It looks so cute!"

"I really love this pink! Can the anchor give us a good introduction! Is it suitable for pets!"

"So this is a goblin? Can such a chubby thing really be able to restrain dragons? I don't believe it..."

Lin Feng looked around at the introduction from the live broadcast room, and his face showed a properly speechless expression.

"Pang Ding's voice is indeed not a sound that normal humans and creatures can make."

"Pang Ding has a vocal range of more than 12 scales, and it can also change the vocal cords of the sound wavelength at will."

"It can be said that Pang Ding has an innate talent in singing."

"As for whether the singing is good or not...it depends on the differences between each fat man."

When Lin Feng said this, he smacked his lips.

He thought of a certain Fat Ding who was good at cooking and loved to sing.

how to say?

Singing is really a hobby engraved in every chubby bone!