Wu Cheng, with a black face, ran to Wei Yu and muttered, "you don't believe it. The orange spoon actually cleaned the hair of hundreds of millet birds. It's wonderful. I've never seen such an angry spoon that likes to collect the hair of birds."

"It's a small spoon array and likes to roll." Wu Cheng was speechless. His eldest brother also spoiled the orange spoon. That's what he liked.

Wei Yu's interest in gossip came up, met and communicated with Wu Cheng, and whispered, "what's this? If you're free, go outside our headquarters and have a look. There are a lot of energy plants planted on the orange spoon, waiting to settle accounts with me for star money."

"Ah?" Wu Cheng was obviously surprised to hear it for the first time.

"Ah, what? Go and have a look when you're free." Wei Yu shot down a millet bird.

When Luo Bi leaned into the crowd, the orange spoon was splashing and rolling. It was true that it was splashing and rolling. A small spoon rolled around on the ground, and everyone looked like thunder.

The married Lei Yan soldiers are OK. Those who are not married are really sweating at the sight of this scene. Later, they married a wife. If so, think about the first two.

Before, I only knew that there was another rumor. I really haven't seen many. Today I've opened my eyes.

There is also a careful machine for the orange spoon to roll. It rolls to Lin Yanchong's feet on the spot and specially rolls to Lin Yanchong's feet. Lin Yanchong took a step back. He followed the millet bird and rolled up. Lin Yanchong didn't retreat. The orange spoon rolled around his feet.

Lin Yanchong is full of black lines. He can be regarded as provoking his little ancestors.

Luo Bi smiled, inquired about the situation, and was a little surprised. Just because she saw Lin Yanchong and Feng Zifei's mother and son together, she had a sense of crisis. This orange spoon is really not simple.

"People will roll when they are young!" Wu Cheng tilted his mouth and covered the climbing Wu spoon with a small quilt from time to time. He was worried that Wu spoon learned to roll with the orange spoon.

Wu scooped up the quilt and looked at the edge of the small winnowing basket. Wu Cheng pinched the quilt and covered it.

"Come on, come on, don't make trouble. Do you still fight millet birds?" Luo Bi came forward and said to the rolling orange spoon: "we're going to fight millet birds. Do you want to go together? A millet bird can sell a lot of interstellar coins."

As soon as you listen to star money, the orange spoon gets up. It doesn't make any noise. It's still important to earn star money.

Everyone was relieved. I'm a mother! It's stopped. It's been tossing about for more than half an hour.

Luo Bi, Wei Yu and Wu Cheng discussed beating millet birds together, and Zhan Di also listened. Feng Zifei's face was gloomy and did not speak, but Jiang Yuanhao's eyes had been staring at the pile of millet birds collecting clean hair.

Lin Yanchong sighed and wanted to talk to the orange spoon. The orange spoon twisted and ignored him.

The people who were busy pulling the rack saw that they were ready to disperse. The orange spoon hesitated, picked up the bald bird on the ground and gave one to each person.

"What's this for?" Lei Yan's soldier took the millet bird, and the monk Zhang Er was confused.

The orange spoon waved its hand: give it to you, no more.

People were shocked. They opened the smart array and even knew to give gifts? This is really new.

Feng Zifei's eyes flashed and quickly lowered her head.

"OK, we'll take the millet bird. If you have something to do in the future, just come to us." the Lei Yan soldier expressed his state and waved his hand. Everyone dispersed happily.

Lin Yanchong wanted to talk to orange spoon several times, but orange spoon ignored him.