Chapter 171: Self-inflicted sin third form 7
Feng Xingying suddenly turned around and stabbed him in the neck. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info
The whole world was silent.
"I said that during my treatment, shut me up, otherwise I will get out. Feng Xingying glanced at Qin Shiyi: "Do you still want to have dinner?"
"Yes!" Qin Shiyi immediately responded very kindly: "Whoever dares to make the slightest noise, don't blame me for being polite." ”
Gu Dandan, who originally wanted to talk nonsense, immediately shut his mouth vigorously. This person's outfit is obviously the guards of the Leng Wangfu, and the strength of the guards of the Leng Wangfu is in the eyes of the people in Ningzhou City, and she doesn't dare to provoke it.
Poor Ning Liantian just woke up and found himself lying on the grill, and when he heard the word dinner again, he was stunned for a while. Unfortunately, he was powerless to resist, so he could only reluctantly straighten up.
"Lie down. Feng Xingying said fiercely: "Don't move, or I'll throw you into the fire." ”
Throw it in the fire and bake it on the grill, isn't it all dead?
Ning Liantian still lay down obediently, he was a person who had been a refiner for decades, and he always had some ability to resist fire.
Roasting and roasting, Feng Xingying also cut a few knives on Ning Liantian's body, pricked the acupuncture points a few times with silver needles, and added some light yellow fragrant powder.
No matter how you look at it, it looks like you're making a barbecue.
Especially Ruexiang, she watched with wide eyes without blinking, every time her young lady taught her cooking, she only said with her mouth, and it was the first time she did it, Rue Xiang had to learn from Miss!
After a while, some black, white, and red blood and sweat dripped down Ning Liantian's body and fell on the fire, emitting a strange smell
"Rue, boil water. Feng Xingying suddenly ordered.
What do you do with boiling water? Do you still boil it after baking? This method of saving people is really eye-opening.
I heard that the eldest lady of the Feng family has a rebellious personality and is a maverick, should she really want to try to cook people?
Master Yin wanted to speak again, but was stopped by Sister Mei, who shook her head at him and gave him a reassuring look.
Master Yin and Sister Mei seem to have a very good relationship, so they really quieted down and quietly watched the cruel cooking game of living people.
No, seeing that the roast was almost done, the oil was flowing, the blood was bleeding, and the people were almost roasted, Feng Xingying finally asked elegantly:
"Is it hot?"
"Hot!" Ning Liantian was really hot, but he felt something about his body, and he also understood that Feng Xingying was a healer and was helping him treat.
He is an honest and endurance refiner, naturally obediently cooperate with Feng Xingying, no matter how hot it is, it is better than being poisoned by a slut, he still has to take care of Ah Zi, and he can't die yet, so he endured the pain and scorching, and he didn't hum half a sentence.
Feng Xingying couldn't help but respect him, so he gave up the idea of letting Qin Shiyi carry it, but lifted the prohibition of his body, and used his mouth to snuggle the big iron pot boiling next to him:
"There's a hotter one, want to try it?"
Ning Liantian only glanced at the boiling water, then closed his eyes, got up suddenly, and with a somersault, he fell into the boiling water with precision, and he didn't splash the slightest splash.
And then?
Feng Xingying finished roasting the meat, this is ready to stew soup.
There was still the smell of meat on the grill over there, and in the bucket over here, light smoke had begun to rise above Ning Liantian's head.
And Feng Xingying added oil and vinegar to the soup, and then pricked a few needles on people.
After being busy, Feng Xingying finally stopped, sat back in his previous position, picked up the clear purple jade teacup, and quietly tasted tea.
It's as if nothing had happened.
There are also people in the yard and people in the pot, all of whom have nothing to do with her.