"Fog Grass, who are you, beautiful?"
"Don't recognize me anymore?"
Before a dumbstruck Lu Zixun, who had just turned a circle, Tang Qinglan's eyes curved with a smile as she looked at him, "Thank you."
After breaking out of the ice, Lang Qianxing said thoughtfully, "Your magic works quite well, it could be used to reduce the heat during the Bloody Moon... Fog Grass, who are you, beautiful?"
...
Sitting inside the tent at that moment, Lu Zixun looked at Lang Qianxing with disdain, "How come others turn into such beautiful humans and you transform into a rough brute."
"How the hell would I know, I also want to become handsome."
Covering his face, Lang Qianxing said miserably, "Last time I specially transformed into a human to go to Zone 12, thinking it would be more affable, but I ended up scaring a human child into tears and nearly brought the Patrol Team upon me."
"Pfft."
