Interstellar Wife Rong Hugui

Chapter 5881 Emperor Star is really rich

Chapter 5881 Emperor Star is really rich

Roger called Rong Zhi and Wen Yao to talk aside.

"You are really rich on the Imperial Planet!" Roger said, "You don't even need to find intelligent arrays. People on marginal planets like us can't even afford them, but you guys are already looking down on them."

"Colonel Luo." Rong Zhi said helplessly: "Can you not talk like that?"

Roger leaned on the table and said, "Give us back our spiritually intelligent array device. I will speak in a nice way."

Rong Zhi: “…”

Some were blown up, and the others had lost their intelligence. What could he do?

So, Roger was making things difficult on purpose.

It was intentional, Rong Chi is in the wrong, just listen.

"The energy water ball won't get the baby beast wet." Wen Yao spent a lot of time on the little fireball. He looked calm at the moment, but he was furious inside: "The formation device is gone. I have to make you understand something. Lan Heng's baby beast got wet, and it wasn't the energy ball that did it."

Jiang Yixin's energy water ball also exploded this time. Rong Zhimen was clear and sighed: "Stop talking."

"That won't do. We need to talk." Roger stood up and brewed two cups of tea, one for Wen Yao and one for himself. Rong Zhi, forget it, but also tea? Go drink the northwest wind.

While drinking tea, Roger and Wen Yao chatted with each other and scolded Rong Chi badly.

Is this insult to Rong Zhi? It's just a roundabout way of insulting him.

Wen Yao's words were even more vicious, there was nothing he could do. The array weapons had to fight back in grievance, which made Wen Yao's heart ache. When Spoon and Fireball came back, Luo Bi got involved and couldn't find them anymore. He was full of anger everywhere, so it would be strange if Wen Yao didn't speak viciously.

Feng Ling carried Luo Bi home. She let out a breath. From this incident, it can be seen that it is different with Feng Ling's protection. She can do what she wants.

If Feng Ling hadn't protected her, the Thunder Flame Warriors, who valued the formation equipment brought back from the battle so much, would have divided up all the blue and white porcelain spoons. Even if she had made contributions, she couldn't afford to offend so many high-ranking officers of the Fengyao Empire.

I just got involved, damn it.

Feng Ling untied Luo Bi's cloak and asked, "Did you get involved on purpose?"

Luo Bi nodded and said "yeah". Feng Ling looked indifferent. He put away the fur cloak, carried Luo Bi to the sofa and sat down, saying: "Don't blame Wen Yao and Bai Yan. No one expected that all the formation equipment would go to rescue the planet. Wen Yao and Zhan Di raised them as their children. They wanted them even if they lost their intelligence. But you snatched them away when they came back. Everyone feels bad."

What a promising guy, he snatched them all without even giving Zhan Di a chance to look at them.

A bunch of small blue and white porcelain spoons, all made in the same way, it would be strange if Zhan Di and Bai Yan didn't collapse.

It's not that I won't let you see it. I'm giving you a chance to find it. Zhan Di and Bai Yan can't find it. Killing people and destroying their hearts is just like this. Feng Ling thought of Luo Bi's character and his eyes flashed.

Feng Ling chuckled, embraced Luo Bi, and said intentionally or unintentionally: "Don't do this to me in the future."

Feng Ling was worried that the things Luo Bi refined would inherit Luo Bi's personality.

If Luo Bi has such a personality, we need to think about it.

Luo Bi understood and smiled. What kind of character did the formation weapons she refined have? They knew how to be grateful. When the military of the Emperor Star had good formation weapons, they fought bloody battles and killed their prey and sent them back.

"I'm sleepy." Luo Bi said.

Feng Ling got up and went to the bedroom to make the bed. Luo Bi lay down and Feng Ling said, "Go to sleep."

Luo Bi closed her eyes and soon fell into a deep sleep.

Feng Ling sat on the edge of the bed, tucked in the quilt, and his eyes were sharp.