(??▽?)?:heating up

Fairhold: "Here we go!"

(????)?: Cool down.

Fairhold: "Alright!"

(?????):add water

Fairhold: "I'll move it."

In order to make these ancestors happy and to save their own lives, they can only cooperate with Datou and develop all kinds of weird and new skills that are harmless to humans and animals.

For example, what about magma hot springs, magma fried rice, magma sauna, magma stewed rice, magma mud bath...etc.

Every time I think of myself, I am the backbone of the Drodchart family.

Now that he has fallen into this fate, Fairhold is on the verge of tears. He can't help but cry in his heart, but there is nothing he can do.

What? Hostage-taking?

Hmm...this idea also flashed in Fairjord's mind.

But let’s not mention the big head that has no hindrance in the magma.

Just Atun who drinks magma as water, and plays with squirrels by digging into his own magma.

Fairhold immediately gave up this stupid idea.

I feel that this is not a hostage-taking, this is clearly a high-level execution, so I don't dare to have the slightest thought other than to accept my fate and bow my head.

The days passed day by day.

The bag on Fatty's head is getting smaller and smaller.

From its original appearance of being about the size of a steamed bun, it gradually shrank to the size of a fingernail.

But until now, he still couldn't remember what happened that day and who knocked him out.

This made Pangpang depressed for a long time.

Fortunately, it doesn't matter if you can't remember it. Anyway, it's right to hang it on Fu Jié's head first.

However, the days of leisure have not passed for a few days.

At night, a loud buzzing sound suddenly broke this rare tranquility into pieces.

Under the huge rumbling sound, there were countless lightning and thunder over S City.
Chapter completed!