176, foodie enemy

"I mean, what the hell are you two betting?"

After listening to it for a long time, she didn't understand what they were arguing about, so Xiaoying couldn't help but ask.

Realizing that she hadn't made the point clear, the girl hurriedly explained: "I made a bet with this little devil that whoever eats more ribs will win." ”

"The point is, the ribs should be delicious." Seeing that what the girl said was not enough, the greedy imp hurriedly added.

Nodding approvingly, the girl stepped forward and hugged Xiaoying's arm, and said coquettishly: "You let this white-clothed person make another plate of braised pork ribs, I promise you won't regret it." ”

"Hey, hey, it's me who regrets it." Worried that Xiaoying would agree, Mo Xiao in white hurriedly interjected.

Ignoring his protest directly, the girl's expectant gaze locked directly on Xiaoying, and the greedy imp also saw some ways on the side, knowing that no matter how much Mo Xiao protested, he couldn't resist Xiaoying's words, and the greedy imp also rushed forward and hugged Xiaoying's other arm.

"I said, you guys are like this, it's a thousand machines that are tired, okay?" glared at the girl angrily, and Xiaoying reminded her distressedly.

It wouldn't be fine if these two people only annoyed her, the key is that Qianji is holding her now, and these two people are shaking one arm, and the most tragic thing is Qianji.

Knowing that this can make Xiaoying feel distressed, the girl and the greedy imp look at each other, and the next step is to shake Xiaoying's arm even harder.

was really worried that Qianji wouldn't be able to stand this offensive, so Xiaoying had no choice but to look at Mo Xiao in white in compromise.

Knowing that in the choice between herself and Qianji, Xiaoying will definitely feel more sorry for Qianji, no matter how wronged Mo Xiao is, he can only suffer silently, and the only thing that can sigh is the tragedy of making a bad friend by mistake.

Turning around and re-entering the kitchen, Mo Xiao in white suddenly had an idea in his heart when he came into contact with the iron pot, when to go out for a walk.

But if you think about it carefully, with the personalities of Xiaoying and Qianji, it is estimated that in less than half a month, the entire place will be a mess managed by them.

Of course, if Xiaoying can be diligent, it is possible that the development here will be even better than now, but she is not even too lazy to cultivate, and if she wants to run a huge place, can she become diligent?

The faint hope, after all, made the white-clothed Mo Xiao give up the idea of going out for a walk, resigned himself to putting the ribs handed by the chef at hand, and neatly prepared the work, this time in order not to distract him, Xiaoying and Qianji did not come in, the girl full of curiosity and the greedy imp were all suppressed by Qianji's deterrent, and if they wanted to see how the braised pork ribs were made, they could only lie on the door frame and peek hard.

Now that he has made up his mind to do it well, Bai Yi Mo Xiao's mood is finally a little better, just need to make this plate of braised pork ribs, plus the help of the chef, the dish will soon come out of the pot and come to the girl.

Before the girl made a bet with the greedy ghost, Xiaoying suddenly got out of Qianji's arms, stretched out her hand and pinched the ribs into her mouth, and after tasting her appetite carefully, Xiaoying licked her lips and said with some unfinished words: "I knew earlier, let me leave half of the laughter first." ”

"Nope." The girl and the gluttonous imp refused in unison.

It's one thing for them to bet, it's another thing for Xiaoying to compete with them for food, food is the premise of betting, in order to bet smoothly, when Xiaoying was going to snatch another piece of ribs, the girl and the greedy imp tacitly moved and snatched the braised pork ribs from Mo Xiao's hand in white clothes.

Coming to the restaurant with ribs, the members of the restaurant had gone back to work honestly after eating, and there was nothing else in the huge restaurant except for the empty bowls of vegetable scraps left on the table.

Casually opened the empty bowl on the dining table, put the braised pork ribs in the middle, the greedy little ghost and the girl chattered and didn't know what to say, in short, when the three of them came in, they hadn't picked up the chopsticks yet.

Taking the opportunity to steal a piece of braised pork ribs, Xiaoying was still laughing stupidly when she returned to Qianji's arms, and when she set her eyes on the girl and the greedy imp, she found that they were staring at her, obviously, they hated her in addition to her act of snatching food.

Chromophobia is also, food is still before beauty, and the enemy who snatches food is naturally the biggest enemy.

Sticking out her tongue at them proudly, Xiaoying retracted her whole body into Qianji's arms, and after making sure that she was absolutely safe, she breathed a sigh of relief, and when she looked up, she saw Qianji's helpless, but full of doting eyes.

Stupidly showing her white teeth, she heard the girl pull the white-clothed Mo Xiao to be the referee, and the white-clothed Mo smiled and gave an order, Xiaoying poked her head out of Qianji's arms, just in time to see the girl and the greedy imp grabbing chopsticks at the same time, and then rushing straight to the braised pork ribs in the bowl with the best means of attack.

For the girl, the pork ribs are her favorite, and the taste made by Mo Xiao in white is really the best, she naturally can't let the ribs on the table fly into other people's mouths, and for the greedy little ghost, the name of greed is given by the ghosts of the entire Netherworld, and now against the last girl, he naturally can't lose the bet.

The ancestral technique was nothing to him, but if he slept with a different girl for one night, he would get benefits that no one could have imagined.

The girl was originally a magic spirit transformed into a magic skill, jumping out of the five elements, with her own thinking and the memory given by the master, Xiaoying has experienced the phoenix shadow, the shadow young master, and now, the richness of the memory she has, enough to make the girl's innate strength of the magic spirit, plus she is the magic spirit of the Feng clan, and now in the art world, she can be proud of the magic spirit.

The greedy little ghost hindered his grandfather's conditions, and he had already learned some kind of double cultivation technique from Mu Zige, his body was still a little ghost, but he lived long enough to reach his grandfather's generation, in the Netherworld he was because his strength was too poor, so he could always be found after stealing food, for the sake of his future food, he had to find a way to get more power.

But he eats and drinks all day long, and he can't stand the tempering of cultivation at all, and now Mu Zige's double cultivation technique, if he has a dewy relationship with a girl, he will definitely be able to make his strength rise to a higher level.

I don't know what kind of purpose the greedy ghost holds, the moment the girl transforms into a spirit again, she doesn't know about love at all, in her opinion, she just needs to do whatever she thinks, as for what others think, if you are curious, you can guess, if you are not curious, others tell her, she may not listen.

The two pairs of chopsticks of the girl and the gluttonous imp kept flying up and down, and every time each side succeeded in sandwiching the braised pork ribs, the other would cut off his circuit.

Seeing them challenge, Xiaoying licked her red lips, thinking that if they continued to fight like this, she could also join in, but her joining was only responsible for eating the braised pork ribs in the bowl, and she would never take the bet.

I don't know that Xiaoying has this mentality, the girl and the greedy imp have been fighting fiercely, and the white-clothed Mo Xiao blinked, feeling that this matter was very boring, and wondered if he should go to the first floor to see the group of ghosts and ghosts who were telling stories.

As if seeing through the worry in Bai Yi's Mo Xiao's heart, Qianji lowered his head and asked Xiaoying: "Let's go downstairs." ”

"Yes, yes." Xiaoying nodded immediately.

What Xiaoying didn't know was that Feng Ye was having a strange dream in the turbid place at the moment, and the dream was exactly what he had experienced in the Phantom Array Bronze Mirror.

Behind him is a wonderful world that all the strong yearn for.

In front of him, there was a bloody and cruel, inky black demon army.

Oh, what a familiar scene, it seems that a hundred years ago, in another place, he also encountered such a thing, but he was guarding his homeland at the beginning, but now he can't figure out why he is standing here.

Clenching the golden spear in his hand, Feng Ye raised his head, his cute face and Yan Sù's expression were really weirdly tight.

"Hey, we met again." It was a young man who spoke, with clear eyebrows and a picturesque expression.

What memories passed by in his mind, Feng Ye suddenly remembered that this young man's name was Di Kun, he was the little young master of the demon clan, and he had also pressed his homeland with the army a hundred years ago, and for a hundred years, this young man seemed to have always been like this, the only difference was that a hundred years ago he could only stay behind the demon general, but now he was leading the entire legion with great energy.

Holding the golden spear in his hand in front of him, Feng Ye heard himself say: "With me, don't you want to go into the ancient wilderness to make trouble." ”

Yes, the place behind him is called the Wild Ancient, it is a sealed battlefield, a long time ago, the Demon Race and the Protoss once led all the creatures of this world, and the smoke of war was ignited in this place, and the gods and demons were damaged, and this place was suddenly shrouded in a seal, and only the strong people who cultivated to a certain level could sense the gate of the Ancient Empire, so as to enter the Ancient Empire.

Amused by Feng Ye's seriousness, Di Kun waved his hand to the demon army behind him, and then walked up to Feng Ye lightly, pretending to explain sternly: "I found here by my own strength, you can't stop me outside to suppress my strength." ”

"You rely on strength, what about them?" The spear pointed directly at the black and oppressive demon army, and Feng Ye snorted coldly.

Glancing in the direction he pointed, Di Kun immediately stepped down his face, grabbed Feng Ye's other hand and shook it coquettishly, in order to make the play more similar, he also said in a crying voice: "Father asked me to lead troops into the Wasteland, if I don't succeed, I will be kicked out of the house, you pity me for being so young to lead troops to fight, if you ...... If you really don't want to, how about I exchange the rest of my heart for a chance to enter the Ancient Ancients? ”

The other half of the heart, what does he want his heart for?

Impatiently shook off Di Kun's hand, Feng Ye didn't look at him with a cold face, as early as a hundred years ago, he had obtained half of this young man's heart, the weapon had already been refined, and his heart was no longer useful to him.

Feng Ye's expression explained his thoughts, and Di Kun raised his hand to wipe it from the corner of his eye, and he really felt tears.

He couldn't help but be stunned, looking at Feng Ye's gaze with some doubts, and even more nostalgia.