(two thousand three hundred and thirty-five) trampled flat
At this time, Nie Huihao said: What can I do if I am so dark here? I have to take out the bag beside you and light it.
Before Nie Huihao extinguished the candle, he saw where the bag was Quan Chumeng. When Quan Chumeng was doing it before, Nie Huihao saw that he took the candle from the bag every time he took it, and he had seen Quan Chumeng take out a number of candles from it and put the ones he took out. Although the candle was extinguished at this moment, he knew that he could get the candle in Quan Chumeng's bag by squatting down.
Elder Nie asked to take power and say weakly, right at the entrance of the bag
Quan Chumeng suddenly wanted to do something to make Nie Hui's trick, but he couldn't think of any spell that could help him to use it smoothly without making much movement in this dark floor while lying down.
He thought: Anyway, things have become like this, and it is not easy to get caught by Elder Nie by continuing to pretend as soon as possible. He will continue to do things with him in the future. If he shows up for him, he will really not be able to cooperate with him in the future.
Quan Chumeng still did nothing, and he didn't even turn his head back that had been turning to the other side.
Before Nie Huihao took out the candle from the bag on the ground, he touched the candle that had been destroyed by his palm wind with his feet, and deliberately stepped on it, trying to flatten it. In this way, even if Quan Chu woke up, he would not directly notice that the candle on the ground was actually not burning.
Then, he squatted down and took out the candle from the bag beside Quan Chumeng.
Because Nie Huihao squatted down next to Quan Chumeng again, Quan Chumeng smelled the unpleasant smell on his body again. Although he was a little further away from Nie Huihao this time than last time, the smell still made him disgusted, and he quickly held his breath.
Nie Huihao thought: I am so close to him that I can't hear his breathing sound. It seems that his breathing is still weak, and he doesn't seem to be pretending.
As Quan Chumeng said, the candles were near the mouth of the bag, and Nie waved his hand suddenly touched it.
Nie Hui took out the fire he carried with him and lit a candle he had just taken out.
He looked at the ground with the candlelight, which was left with a little left by himself.
The candle that was destroyed by his palm wind did not cool down at that time. After Nie Hui's hair stepped on it, the remaining little candle was mixed with the wax oil on the ground. It looked like Nie Hui's hair stepped on it after it was burned into wax oil. The remaining little candle wick was already trapped in the wax by Nie Hui's feet. If he didn't squat on the ground and looked carefully, others would not have noticed that there was still a little wick there.
Despite this, in order to prevent Quan Chumeng from seeing the remaining candle wick, Nie Huihao picked up the remaining candle wick with a little wax on it and put it in his pocket.
He knew that Quan Chumeng's head was turning in the other direction and could not notice that he picked up the wick.
Nie Huihao put the newly lit candle on the ground and stood up.
Previously, Quan Chu first held his breath, and then felt a little suffocating and breathing gently. At this time, Nie Huihao stood up and he took a deep breath, but he sucked very slowly and there was no sound.
Chapter completed!