Xiaoqi held the coordinate device and scratched his head and shook his head: Is it possible to use it if the energy core is missing?

Xiaoqi slowly inputs his energy into the coordinate machine.

The coordinate device is seriously worn, and I don’t know whether the signal positioning can be transmitted.

When Yan Tao opened his eyes, Xiao Qi had filled the energy core of the coordinater.

Yan Tao Taohua's eyes were still a little confused. She raised her eyebrows slightly, and she was the only one left in the tent.

Qin Zong had already gotten up and left.

She held her clothes and was a little surprised that she fell asleep so quickly last night.

"Xiao Qi, what are you doing?"

Xiaoqi: Master, I don’t know if it works, I’ll try it first.

If there are too many signals transmitted, there will always be something that can be sent?

Yan Tao frowned with a good look: You can do whatever you want.

She tidied up her clothes, lifted her tent and was about to go out, but suddenly she reached over and pressed her shoulder with a big palm, and directly pressed the person back into the tent.

After washing up, Qin Zong carried a set of clothes and said in a low voice, "Take off this women's outfit and change into this one."

Yan Tao raised his eyebrows, and his peach blossom eyes narrowed into crescent moons: "I'm pretty good at wearing this one, so I don't need to change it."

Qin Zong: "I'm not good!"

The black skirt was already torn, and Mr. Qin was worried that one day his hand would be itchy and tugged.

Young Master Yan sighed, his tone was helpless and doting, okay, who told her family to like it?

"Don't peek, don't peek."

Yan Tao smiled with his eyebrows and teased the man with his clear voice before he flirted with the tent.

Qin Zong put his hands in his pocket with one hand, and his upright figure poked outside the tent, waiting for Yan Tao to change his clothes.

The clothes he took were naturally his own.

Yan Tao unfolded her clothes, and her wide shirt was several sizes bigger than hers.

So are pants.

She put on this outfit, like a child who had stolen adult clothes.

The simple white slender fingers grabbed the trouser legs and tore off the excess.

Being worn barely.

Xiaoqi…

So ugly.

Young Master Yan lifted the tent, Qin Zong glanced at her lightly, and the young man wrapped himself tightly.

The peach blossom eyes narrowed into crescent moons and smiled at him.

The young man's handsome face was covered with a light golden light, and he was not as good as a real person.

"good."

Qin Zong nodded.

Lian Feng's mouth twitched as he listened to the sound from behind: Master, where is the best place? Please don't say anything against your will?

After taking off his black skirt, the beautiful boy is back.

The coat was loosely covered the boy. She raised her brows casually, moved her lips, and suddenly heard a loud shout from outside the camp.

"King of Hell! Come out!"

"Yama!"

They spoke English. Yan Tao and the others looked in the voice and found that it was Cordo and the others, the Chinese team.

When Cordo saw Qin Zong, he immediately stepped over with an angry and excited expression on his face.

"Yan? Why are you here too?"

Cordo was a little surprised. His eyes stopped on Yan Tao's clothes, paused, and turned to Qin Zong again.

"King of Hell, we can fight for things based on our abilities. It would be too cunning to use some despicable things to hide behind us when you are despicable!"

"I admire your skills and strategies, but what you did last night was too immoral!"

"Captain, what else can I say to him? Hand over the things!"

"that is!"
Chapter completed!