Chapter Ninety-Three: The Incompetent Master

Ye Xiaoman was also stunned. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

However, she quickly came back to her senses, looked at the dark sky outside, shook her head helplessly, grabbed the finch that was already standing on her shoulder, and said, "Finch is good, return the spirit stone quickly!"

Que'er looked at her, with a trace of grievance in her eyes, but she didn't put down the spirit stone, which made Ye Xiaoman feel very embarrassed. Turning his head to look at the guest, the man had already put away the momentum he had just now and looked at her, but he was a little angry and didn't dare to speak.

Looking at his cultivation at the sixth level of Qi cultivation, he also understood a little in his heart that that person was hindered by the fact that he was a female cultivator, and his cultivation was higher than him, so it was not good to be too tough.

After thinking about it, he reached out and took out a low-grade spirit stone and handed it over, and said apologetically: "This Taoist friend, my finch is not very psychic, I offended just now, you take this spirit stone, in addition," he said, and said to the guy next to him: "This Taoist friend's meal money will be counted on my account." ”

The guest was stunned at first, obviously he didn't expect such a pet to have such a talkative owner, so he didn't say anything, took the spirit stone and walked out.

When the man was about to go out of the door, he heard a faint voice from behind: "In the future, pay attention to your speech, after all, it is now night, and it is no longer a blue sky and white day!"

The man stumbled and left without looking back.

Ye Xiaoman's eyebrows bent, and he also returned to the room with the finch, waved his hand to put down the ban, and put the finch'er on the table in front of him. At this time, the finch was still holding the lower grade spirit stone in her mouth, and the corners of her mouth had left saliva, but she was still looking at her aggrievedly.

Ye Xiaoman was amused and asked, "Do you want this spirit stone to be useful?"

The finch had a spirit stone in her mouth and whined a few indistinctly, Ye Xiaoman couldn't understand it, but she could feel in her heart that she was affirming her question.

"And tell me what you want it to do?"

The finch tilted her head to look at her, and swallowed the whole piece of the lower grade spirit stone with a small mouth, and then chirped and chirped, looking unfinished.

Ye Xiaoman's eyes were already wide in shock, she really didn't expect that the finch would actually swallow the spirit stone, this, can her stomach stand it?

The finch chirped a few more times, meaning: Master, I still want it!

Ye Xiaoman mechanically took out a low-grade spirit stone and put it in front of the finch.

However, the finch did not eat this time, and cried twice to show its displeasure.

Is that too little or what?

Ye Xiaoman simply waved his hand and took out more than a dozen lower-grade spirit stones, all of which were pushed to Qi'er.

I saw that the finch slapped its gray little wings, swallowed one of the spirit stones with some excitement, and then swallowed another one, and then hiccuped, staggered a few steps, and fell on the table with a "snap".

Ye Xiaoman was shocked in his heart, could it be that he died?

Then he shook his head and calmed down, and his connection with the finch was still there, indicating that she was not dead. took her small body in her hand and carefully probed, and couldn't help but laugh in her heart: it turned out that this thing had fallen asleep!

Looking at the few remaining low-grade spirit stones on the table, Ye Xiaoman suddenly found a problem: the few pieces that the finches ate were fire-attribute spirit stones!

So that's the case! Ye Xiaoman suddenly realized.

When this finch was still an egg, it was wrapped in the fire marrow, it should be the fire attribute, when he put away the fire marrow, the spirit stone and some low-level demon pills were also stored in the storage bag, and the herbs in the medicine garden can only be eaten by picking them, the finch can't speak, she can't ask for anything to eat, she can only eat anything, so the advancement is very slow.

Ye Xiaoman sighed, if something like this hadn't happened today, he really didn't know what the finch needed, his own master was really, well, no!