"Uncle Ma, can you handle it?"

Chang Guanyu lay on the bed, twitching the corners of his mouth and asked.

Uncle Ma glanced at the two of them, his eyes showed a cold light, and he nodded: "That kid is the first to cut the sky, it's just a waste, it's easy for me to kill him, it's just ......"

Eldest Sun Lan and Chang Guanyu looked at Uncle Ma's face and waited for him to continue.

Uncle Ma paused and said, "It's easy to kill people, but the situation in the city is different from the past, in case something happens...... I don't know if I'll be able to get out of it...... Some aftermath still needs to be prepared in advance. ”

"Rest assured. Chang Guanyu raised his head, "I'll find a way to get it on patrol, you just go and kill it!"

"Uncle Ma. Eldest Sun Lan stroked the long hair on her sideburns, "You also know about Guanyu and me, sooner or later we will be a family, he lost face on the street today, presumably you are not comfortable in your heart, you are watching the two of us grow up, this matter is done, naturally your benefits are indispensable." ”

Uncle Ma hugged his fists: "Miss Changsun will see the outside when she says these words, wait tonight...... Good news for the old slave. ”

Uncle Ma, a strong man who slays the sky, actually calls himself an old slave for the benefits that have not yet been realized.

He fell in love with a maid of Changsun Lan three years ago, and when he first saw her, he was excited, but the maid was still young at that time, only fourteen or fifteen years old, and this year, she is already seventeen or eighteen years old, and she is even more slim.

Now there is the eldest grandson Lan who promises to give him benefits.

He thought he could take this opportunity to give it a try, and maybe it would be done.

In this way, he will have a sustenance in his old age, and with his current physical condition, he may be able to have a boy and a woman with that maid.

Uncle Ma looked in the direction of the Zhou family and clenched his fists.

Before noon, Fennel bought a lot of things and came back, in addition to the dishes she ate, there were naturally the herbs that Meng Fantuo bought for her.

After Meng Fan saw those herbs, he was overjoyed, and his weight was estimated to be enough for him to toss.

"Finally able to refine the pill!" Meng Fan took a deep breath, his eyes full of anticipation.

"Brother, I'll help you clean up a room and come out. ”

Because Meng Fan only came last night and encountered some trouble, Fennel never had time to arrange a place for Meng Fan, considering that Meng Fan wanted to make alchemy, he vacated the east wing room where nothing was placed.

"Not bad!"

Meng Fan entered the east wing room and took a look, except for simple daily necessities, there were no sundries, and after Fennel left, he sat cross-legged on the bed and began to deduce the alchemy process in his mind.

Since he had never refined a pill before, this was done precisely to avoid wasting medicinal herbs.

At the same time, there was a clatter of chopping meat, which came from the stove.

Zhou Chunhai held a mixed yuan kitchen knife, and in the process of chopping meat, there was a sharp fluctuation of true qi on the blade, and a large piece of meat on the cutting board was instantly cut into equal sizes, as if measured with a ruler, fennel watched for a while, and saw a layer of fine sweat deep on his father's forehead, and intimately wiped it for him.

"Dad, ...... your cultivation," Fennel asked.

She had already discovered that after her father came back, her cultivation had fallen badly, and it was not as good as before, so she didn't know how to do it.

"It will be back in a few days, don't worry. Zhou Chunhai's movements on his hands did not stop, but a touch of gloom appeared in his eyes, "If it weren't for my father's own scattered cultivation, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to live now...... Fennel, you go out first...... Later, there will be a lot of smoke. ”

Fennel pursed her lips and walked out with some questions.

After the fennel left, Zhou Chunhai sneakily leaned down, took down a brick on the stove, and took out a white porcelain bottle from it, the size of a baby water bottle, opened it and took a look, suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, and sprinkled some white fluorescent powder into the pot where the soup was boiling, and after a while, a strange fragrance wafted out.

"What a good thing to exchange for your life!" Zhou Chunhai showed a mysterious smile on his face, "It should be enough to repay Brother Tiezhu with this thing, right?"

After saying that, he raised his hand, and sealed the soup pot with true qi as if sealing the furnace of alchemy.

Almost at the same time as he sealed the pot, in the Ding Ji miscellaneous shop in Qingqiu City, a girl in a white dress suddenly shrank, put down half of the wooden comb in her hand, and whispered: "There is a ......"

Immediately, she opened the door of the shop and stepped out into the sunlight, ignoring the gazes of passers-by looking at her, looking into the distance and whispering, "Where is it? Hide and seek is what I am best at......

After Zhou Chunhai cooked the meal, he asked Fennel to call Meng Fan out.

"White. At the dinner table, Zhou Chunhai called Meng Fan like this, rubbed his hands on his clothes, and said with a smile, "Try the food cooked by the old man to suit your appetite." ”

Meng Fan took the dish in his mouth, chewed it for a moment, and exclaimed: "No wonder Uncle Zhou can do things in the City Lord's Mansion, this dish is really delicious in the world." ”

"It's good to like it. Zhou Chunhai nodded.

"Dad, aren't you still boiling soup?" Fennel blinked, "You boiled soup very well, why didn't you bring it up?"

"There's not enough heat. Zhou Chunhai turned his head and glanced at the stove room, "That soup must be boiled at least until the evening, fennel, do you want to drink it?"

"That's right!" "Fennel snapped, "It's been a long time since I've drunk the soup you've boiled, so naturally I want to!"

"Don't think about it!" Zhou Chunhai said with a smile, "This time the soup is specially boiled for your brother, you wait for next time." ”

"Okay!" Fennel curled the corners of her mouth, "I won't rob my brother, he has just recovered from his illness, and ......he should make up for it."

Speaking of this, Fennel suddenly remembered that Meng Fan was not his own brother, so he lowered his head and stopped talking, and after dinner, he cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks and went back to his house to practice.

Zhou Chunhai moved a bench and sat in front of the stove, closing his eyes and recuperating.

Meng Fan saw that he was acting strangely and asked him what he was doing, and he said something that Meng Fan couldn't understand: "Shou Tang." ”

Meng Fan originally had something to talk to him, but seeing that he was guarding seriously, he had to smile and enter his room.

"Qing Ling, come out!" Meng Fan took out the Immortal Furnace and called softly, "Alchemy!"

Qing Ling stretched out in the Immortal Furnace, poked his head out to look at the surrounding environment, and asked, "Where are you running again?"

"Let's go into the city!" As he spoke, Meng Fan took out all the herbs, "It's all ready, start?"

Qing Ling glanced at those dry herbs, frowned, and said, "This has been dealt with by others, no!"

Meng Fan was stunned when he heard this: "Why can't it?"

Qing Ling floated up from the Immortal Furnace, picked up a white orchid fruit and glanced at it, and said, "Forget it, you can refine it first, and I'll tell you the reason later!"

Next, strange things began to happen one after another in the Zhou family......

(End of chapter)