"Let's go over there and talk!"

Pointing to the table in the corner of a roadside stall where he bought water milk, General Phantom Crow said undoubtedly.

Because the archmage's frame passed by, it was also emptied over there. As soon as the frame left, the boss put out the tables, chairs and benches again. People were watching the carriage, and it happened to be free at this time, and Qiao Jing only nodded when she saw this.

"Okay!"

"Boss! Two parts of wheat milk, two parts of ear sprout milk, two parts of white dry treated milk, and four parts of original milk, if you want to make ingredients, you will have sweet, spicy and salty seven layers of skill......

"Okay!"

As soon as he sat down, the phantom crow's mouth kept clicking open. Wearing a white apron, the boss with a big kitchen knife immediately responded enthusiastically after hearing it, only to see him skillfully pull a few strips of water milk like long noodles out of the water tank, throw it on the board, the big knife slashed a few times, in the process of cutting, the right hand did not slow out a knife carving, the boss is a left-handed. The whole process looked pleasing to the eye, but unfortunately Qiao Jing was not in the mood to appreciate it at this time.

Xiao Er walked over a little tremblingly, obviously sent by the boss, and asked, "That ......"

The boss, who was busy chopping vegetables behind him, looked up and secretly observed, Qiao Jing immediately felt like a mirror in his heart, most of these two people were afraid that they would have no money. The sloppy appearance of the phantom crow really doesn't give people the confidence to pay, and he who has no sense of existence is not much better than him.

Qiao Jing shook her head amusedly, and took out a silver cake from her pocket.

"Take it!"

"Okay, okay!" Xiao Er held the shape with both hands, took the silver cake in the palm of his hand, and felt the cold touch of the concave and convex silver cake after his hands were closed, his mouth cracked open with a smile, and he bowed and happily retreated to the store.

"How's it going? for someone like that?" asked the phantom crow.

"He's just shy and doesn't know how to express it. Qiao Jing shook her head, not agreeing with the Phantom Crow's statement. The shy self also empathizes, this little two is not very old, and the dog-legged may just be subconsciously grateful, and she suddenly thought that this country is still feudal, and people are not equal.

"Oh! how dare you disobey me!" said the phantom crow with a smile.

"I, I'm not afraid of your ......"

Qiao Jing's dead duck has a hard mouth. Seeing that the phantom crow was so skillful in ordering here just now, it proved that he had come here often before, and it stands to reason that with his status, the probability of killing people in such a familiar area is not high.

Of course, this has something to do with the fact that he is not the oozing chimpanzee face now, and sometimes the girl's nerves are quite big.

Diverting the attention of the other party when there is a crisis, and changing the topic of the conversation when it encounters a crisis, is a magic skill that human beings automatically possess.

"The general comes often?"

"yes, I deliberately made a space-time passage here. Phantom Raven said. But he didn't say anything about this, but it was the little second who took the silver cake and went back.

Xiao Er walked to the table, maybe it was only these two guests now, and he came so often. looked at Qiao Jing a little shyly, but she couldn't speak.

Qiao Jing asked, "What, not enough money?"

Xiao Er shook his head, his face flushed. On the other hand, the phantom crow said for Xiao Er: "He asked you what you wanted, and what I ordered was just for me to eat!"

"Uh-huh!" Xiao Er looked at the phantom crow with a grateful face, and the phantom crow's words simply saved his life.

Similarly, such a phantom crow refreshed Qiao Jing's worldview, but he didn't expect that he still had a little bit of humanity if he didn't kill people.

"I......" Qiao Jing glanced at the phantom crow, this guy ...... Qiao Jing pointed to the fiery red plant hanging in front of the store and asked, "I'll just order a drink made from that fiery plant!" Well, I just saw you light it and blow it into the cup with a pipe...... Interesting! What's your name?"

"Hey..."

"Nozomi what?"

"Nozomi ...... Xi, Hebron, Phoenix's Tail!" Xiao Er blushed and shouted out with a thick neck, he took a large wooden cup about 10 centimeters high and about 5 centimeters in diameter and put it on the table in front of Qiao Jing. I took a piece of paper with hair, and then took a burning wood fire directly in the stove, took the fiery red plant in my hand and lit it with the wood fire, rolled the burning plant in the paper, rolled the paper into a straight tube, and then leaned on the big wooden cup at one end of the straight tube, took a deep breath, the mouth was bulging like a frog, and when I blew, the red flame was like the holy glow of the phoenix, and the spots fell into the big wooden cup, and then the whole cup was filled.

After doing all this, the sweat on Xiao Er's head was like a waterfall, and he was a little tired, and he looked at Qiao Jing expectantly, with a scared expression.

"Well, how do you say that...... Cool, cool!" Qiao Jing gave him a thumbs up in embarrassment. The action is indeed cool, and the contents of the cup are also beautiful, worthy of the name Phoenix. It's just that, thinking that it was this young man who blew it with his mouth just now, Qiao Jing lost her appetite.

Although, it feels like it will be delicious!

In order to alleviate the embarrassment, Qiao Jing asked, "What's your name?"

Xiao Er replied: "Zhu, cinnabar!"

When Qiao Jing's eyes had golden runes and tadpoles climbed up, they would become strangely friendly existences, like a neighbor's big sister.

"Okay, cinnabar, can you help me get another Hui, a big wooden cup...... Well, I mean, can you bring me another copy of the materials for making Hebron?"

"Okay, okay!"

After Xiao Er finished speaking, he went into the store to pick up the materials.

"You don't want to eat this?" asked the phantom crow, pointing to the big wooden cup.

Qiao Jing shook her head, she really didn't have an appetite for this. Fortunately, the method of making it is very simple, so it is good to make it yourself and taste it later.

"That old man will do it for you!"

It wasn't the voice of a phantom crow, a Lori appeared out of thin air and stood on a stool, holding a cup in both hands and drinking the contents of the cup.

The corners of Qiao Jing's mouth twitched, she didn't know how this black-haired Lori appeared, and the phantom crow didn't move, so Qiao Jing also waited and watched.

It's best, Xiao Er doesn't come out now, it will reduce my sense of existence!

After drinking the contents of the cup in a few sips, Xiao Lori exaggeratedly fanned her spicy red mouth with her hand, stuck out her tongue and said, "It's so spicy!

The phantom crow spoke, as if it had searched for it in his memory, and then said uncertainly: "Soul Ancestor ......"

Xiao Lori put down the cup, pointed at Qiao Jing and said, "Let's talk about it first! This cup is something you don't want, you don't want it, and I eat it for nothing, Ancestor, right?"

Qiao Jing nodded in amazement. Yes, eat for nothing, you eat for nothing.

"That's good!" Little Lori sat down, but because of her height, she could only see her forehead on the table, and soon he found the problem, so he got up again, pointed at Qiao Jing and said, "Hey, little girl, come and hug the ancestor!"

Qiao Jing had no choice but to submit, this little Lori didn't look cute on the outside, it might be an old monster like Qiao Xuan, and even the phantom crow had a sad face when he saw him (memory fault, difficulty in receiving), so it had to be like this.

Buzz - communication came from the terminal on his arm from time to time, but Qiao Jingquan didn't see it and ignored it.

After finding a comfortable position on Qiao Jing's body, Xiao Lori took out a golden sword and put it on the table, and asked the phantom crow: "How about selling this sword to you?

The Phantom Crow sneered and said, "Heh! General Ben has a thousand years, do you think he will take a fancy to this kind of goods?"

In the face of the phantom crow's taunt, the little Lori was not angry, but talked about the sword with her fingers, and the sword turned from gold to green, and the plants on it were swirling.

"Your Qianqiu has been taken back and hung on the old locust tree! Hmph, at most a month will not belong to you! Why don't you seize the opportunity now and replenish your strength?"

Hearing this, the phantom crow looked stunned, and his face struggled as if he remembered something.

"That's it, that's it, it's not easy for the ancestor to come out, if you don't buy it, I can't sell it forcibly, right? Then, little girl, this sword will be given to you!"

"Send me?" Qiao Jing reacted, her arms were empty, and the little Lori had disappeared, only the green sword remained on the table, showing his arrival just now.

"That, Lord Phantom Crow!, what about people?" Qiao Jing looked at the location of the Phantom Crow again, and it was empty, and the person had already lost where he had gone.

However, ten servings of water milk are finished! The corners of Qiao Jing's mouth twitched.

"Miss, the Hebron you want......" Xiao Er Cinnabar brought the materials on a plate, it turned out that he didn't come for a long time just now because he was looking for such a thing.

Qiao Jing touched the sword, the sword was sucked into a cell, but Xiao Er turned a blind eye, this sword is a Taoist soldier, not a mortal with the naked eye can be qualified to identify.

Qiao Jing said to Xiao Er: "Put it here, I'll come by myself!Well, help me order a copy of each emulsion!"

"Oh, oh good!"

……

The inside of the big wooden cup is not red gorgeous powder, but ice blue ice slag, and the taste is not the spicy that little Lori feels, but cold and swishing.

"Mind if I sit here?"

Just when Qiao Jing felt the difference between her drink and others, a gentle female voice on the side asked.

Qiao Jing turned her head, her pupils constricted.

“…… Sister Lulu?!"

"Qiao Jing?" The lady holding the staff pulled down the hat covering her head, revealing the beautiful blue hair, which was Qiao Jing's cousin Zeng Lulu.

"Hey, hey, hey, I've found it!" the second disciple of the old mage stood on the roof of the building across the street with black air at his feet, and when he looked down, he could see the two people below.

Qiao Jing is so happy that she can still meet her childhood friend here, and she is still her best Sister Lulu. "I haven't seen you in years!Sister Lulu, why are you here?"

Zeng Lulu's face changed: "Xiao Jing is not suitable for staying here!"