Yao Chudie can't care about any dreams or dreams, she must get this yellow cloth bag today. But the pure food monk was quite stingy, and this guy took half a step back, obviously not wanting to let himself get this pocket.

Since this Sikong Ping believes that she is the daughter of the alliance leader, then she is not welcome. Yao Chudie finally cried out a word: "...... Want...... To ......"

While crying, she vigorously pulled the yellow cloth bag on the waist of the monk who purified the food, and the monk did not give it, so she cried, crying sharply and willfully, crying in the dark...... How could Sikong Ping know Yao Chudie's careful thoughts, he had never seen such a crying child, the two in his own family were quite sensible, they had never cried like this...... Sikong Ping is really afraid that this 'Meng'er' miss will cry and break her body, so why don't you blame yourself?

Since this 'Meng'er' lady wanted the yellow cloth bag, he had to reluctantly ask for it for her.

"Hehe......" Sikong Ping smiled embarrassedly at the pure food monk, "Elder Pure Food, it seems that Miss Meng'er has taken a fancy to your magic weapon, can you lend it to Miss Meng'er temporarily, and when I return to the alliance, I will definitely give the alliance leader to return this magic weapon to you?" You see...... Miss Meng'er is crying so much, don't hurt yourself! ”

The pure food monk frowned, although this magic weapon does not have the ability to hurt people, but it is also a high-level magic weapon, if the power is deployed, it can hold as many as 100 people, also known as a hundred bags!

The general Qiankun bag cannot hold living creatures, and the capacity is small, but this Baina bag does not have this disadvantage, it can hold living creatures in it.

Yao Chudie saw that the fat monk was so stingy, and she had a heart-rending dry howl, this throat worked, and the pure food monk let go, but the belt was still tied around his waist!

"Brother Jingshi, since Miss Meng'er wants a bag, then you can give it to her, it can be regarded as a meeting gift for Miss Meng, who is an elder!" The yellow-faced Jin Biao also persuaded him, and then he gave the pure food monk a look without a trace.

The pure food monk immediately came to his senses, and he generously ripped off the bun on his waist and handed it to Yao Chudie. Then he patted Yao Chudie's little face lovingly and said: "Okay, the alliance leader ordered our brother to pick up Miss Meng'er, which is also the right fate, since Miss Meng'er likes this bag, then I will give it to Miss Meng'er!" ”

When Yao Chudie saw that the thing was in her hand, she immediately hugged the bag tightly in her arms, and then she looked at the fat bald donkey's hand slapping on her face in disgust.

Although this hundred bags were in hand, Yao Chudie was only happy for a while, because ...... She didn't know how to use it, and maybe she wouldn't be able to protect herself when danger came.

Thinking of this, Yao Chudie glared at the fat monk angrily, she opened her small mouth like a little wild cat, and bit the fingers of the pure food monk fiercely.

This time, Yao Chudie bit very regretfully, even if anyone who practices martial arts in the world can practice a body of steel and iron bones, let alone this half-immortal monk who has been cultivating for hundreds of years.

Yao Chudie's teeth were almost burped, she stuck out her tongue, wrinkled her little face, and tears flowed down in strings again.

Everyone was taken aback by Yao Chudie's move, especially the pure food monk, he saw Yao Chudie's resentful eyes, and in the next moment, he almost thought that this one-year-old little girl knew that she was going to murder her, so he would bite himself in retaliation.

With a weak heart, he froze in place, and the fat on his face jumped unnaturally.

"Is Miss Meng'er hungry?" At this time, a gentle and sweet voice came from behind Sikong Ping, and as soon as the words fell, a young woman in a blue sword skirt walked over, "Hall Master, Miss Meng'er hand it over to me, I'll bring some nectar soup, let me feed her some!" ”

"Yes, yes, yes!!" The pure food monk hurriedly took over the conversation to cover up his weakness, "Miss Meng'er must be hungry, Lao Jin and I are both rough people, and we really haven't gotten enough food for Miss Meng'er these days...... Hehe......"

"Yes! Yes! The yellow-faced Jin Biao also agreed, looking for the monk to eat the pure food under the steps, "This is indeed a dereliction of duty on the part of the two of us, but it is true that there is no suitable food in this barren mountain and wild mountains!" Hey......"

This guy also deliberately cried and lamented with a sad face.

Yao Chudie shrugged the tip of her nose disdainfully, and scolded in her heart: It's a pity that these two souls don't go to act!

Before she finished despising it, there was a burst of tempting aroma wafting in the air, and Yao Chudie's stomach began to gurgle, saying that she seemed to have not eaten or drunk for four days, and it was all supported by that one piece of marrow washing and rejuvenation, otherwise she would have starved to death and died of thirst.

Thinking of this, Yao Chudie couldn't help but admire, there is really such a thing as an elixir in this world!!

The fragrance drifted closer and closer, and she didn't pay attention to the pure food monk and the golden face, but focused on a bowl of porridge. Even if she wants to die, she has to be a full ghost!

This is a bowl of white rice porridge, which is served in a dark green porcelain bowl, and the milky white soup reflects the refreshing green of the bowl, wafting a refreshing fragrance.

Yao Chudie couldn't help but open her arms at this bowl of porridge, her pink little mouth pursed, and finally said the second word that reached this Huaxia Immortal Cultivation Realm, "Eat ......"

"Hehe......" The young woman holding the bowl of porridge let out a silver bell-like laugh, her wrist flicked, the porridge bowl floated in the air, and a soup spoon obediently stopped by the bowl to wait.

"Come, Miss Meng'er let Drunken Cloud come and hug you!" The woman, who called herself Drunken Cloud, stretched out her hands to Yao Chudie, with an amiable smile on her face.

Only then did Yao Chudie move her gaze from the porridge bowl to the face of this drunken cloud, this face was not gorgeous, and even a little ordinary, barely called delicate, but her complexion was very white, white like the soup in the bowl of nectar soup.

Zuiyun's body is not high, but he is well-proportioned, neither fat nor thin, and his whole body exudes this comfortable atmosphere.

Yao Chudie smiled, she liked the embrace of this drunken cloud, her body was as soft as a new pod of cotton, rich in warm elasticity.

Sikong Ping saw that Miss 'Meng'er' was very happy in Zuiyun's arms, he nodded with satisfaction, strictly speaking, Zuiyun was his concubine, and he was lucky to enter the early stage of foundation building a few days ago, and his mana was low. But because of her gentle and lovely temperament, he wanted to take her with him all the time.

Now seeing that she is so fond of the daughter of the alliance leader, he is naturally happy to see it, Miss Meng'er is happy, and the alliance leader is happy, so it will be of great benefit to his Zhiyi Hall.

Yao Chudie didn't know who the woman holding her was, but she ...... She loved the woman's soft body and the nectar soup she made.

After eating, Yao Chudie also had an idea, she didn't have any mana at all, and she couldn't drive that Baina bag at all.

If...... She handed over this hundred bags to this drunken cloud, how can she say that she is also an immortal cultivator, maybe she can drive this magic weapon, maybe she can save her life in the trap that will be in the future!

Yao Chudie lowered her head and thought for a while, she looked at the Baina bag in her hand, and hesitated whether to give this Baina bag to Zuiyun now.

Sikong Ping saw that Miss Meng'er was full, and he bowed his hand to the Pure Food Monk and the yellow-faced Jin Biao, "Elder Pure Food, Elder Jin Biao, since Miss Meng'er is fine, then we will take her back." When you two go to fight that fire phoenix, you must be careful! ”

This Sikong Ping looked worried, but his eyes still carried a trace of eager expectation, and he still thought about the phoenix feather!

Yao Chudie could only pray silently for these people, and also for herself, her only hope now was that these people didn't want to be too vegetable, and they were devoured by the black dragon all of a sudden, even if one ran out, she still had hope of survival...... She didn't hesitate anymore, secretly stuffed the hundred bags in her hand into Zuiyun's arms, and then looked at her expectantly.

Zuiyun was stunned, and then she took out the hundred bag, stuffed it back into Yao Chudie's arms, and said with a smile: "Miss Meng'er, this is your thing, you have to take it away!" ”

Yao Chudie was in a hurry, and he was still a real person, so he returned the Baina bag to himself generously.

Unable to allow her to think too much, Sikong Ping patted the Qiankun bag on his waist and shot out a magic weapon in the shape of a square saucer, which slowly grew to the size of three meters, and flew in front of Sikong Ping.

Sikong Ping stepped forward with a light body, and then said to the drunken clouds, "Come up, you have to protect Miss Meng'er!" ”

Zuiyun smiled and nodded, "Yes, Zuiyun knows!" ”

Saying that, she hugged Yao Chudie with both hands and landed lightly behind Sikong Ping.

The other dozen or so immortal cultivators also summoned their magic weapons one after another, and they were ready to wait, just waiting for Sikong Ping to give an order, and they returned to the Haoran Righteous Qi Alliance.

"Pure Food Elder, Elder Jin!" Sikong Ping arched his hand on the magic weapon, "Then we will leave!" ”

The pure food monk and the Jin Biao also hurriedly waved their hands, "Hmm...... Be careful on the road, that red feather fire phoenix is in the Wutong Ridge in the west, you must not go there, you better go to the east, you know? ”

"Yes, my subordinates have written it down!" Sikong Ping didn't doubt the words of the Pure Food Monk and Jin Biao at all, he waved behind him and flew to the east without hesitation.

Yao Chudie was in a hurry, she was going to make a final effort, wanting to warn these people...... She writhed desperately in Zuiyun's arms, trying to speak, but all she made was an extremely strange tone, and no one could understand what she wanted to say!

Zuiyun didn't understand what was going on with this kid, he was fine just now, why did he suddenly become so irritable now?

She tried her best to comfort the Yao Chudie in her arms, but it was a pity that she ...... There is no effect, Yao Chudie is getting more and more fierce.