Fan Yingying locked herself in her room all afternoon, alone in bed, staring at the bright sun outside the window. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Jian Seventeen knocked on the door and walked in, and when he saw her like this, he frowned: "What's the matter?" ”

Huang Xiaxia jumped off his shoulder, his big tail wagged, the orange-yellow fur was wrinkled, and he looked gray-faced.

Huang Xiaxia screamed with a sharp voice: "What are you doing! What are you doing! Let go of me! ”

"It's dirty!" Jian Seventeen's crisp words choked Huang Xiaxia.

Fan Yingying looked at the dirt on their heads and faces, and hurriedly came down from the bed: "How did you get it, this is?" Where did it go? ”

Jian Seventeen stretched out his hand and stroked his face indiscriminately: "Take it to catch chickens." ”

Huang Xiaxia stretched out her little paws to reach Fan Yingying, and when she heard this, her little face immediately twitched: "Is that called catching chickens?" In the barren mountains and mountains, I have to find a fine pheasant, but I am also under Huang Santai's grandmother。。。。。。 ”

Jian Seventeen directly interrupted her accusation: "I found a place, there seems to be traces of Yu Jianghai. ”

"I found it!" Huang Xiaxia hurriedly invited credit: "That piece of barren grass and ruins, I smell wrong, take this stupid big man over, and see that those people have scattered away, but it is certain that the smell of the person before, the smell of dead chickens in the air, smoked to death." ”

Fan Yingying didn't expect that Jian Seventeen really found Yu Jianghai's traces: "Then what are you going to do next?" ”

Zhang Jinxia has already fallen, although Zou Yu didn't have much effect, but after all, she was also sick in bed, and now she and Han Sicheng are left, and the three of them plus Huang Xiaxia are probably not Yu Jianghai's opponents.

Fan Yingying stretched out her hand to take Huang Xiaxia, the little thing's face was covered with a layer of ash, and her thick eyelashes were like a layer of silver frost, and in the blink of an eye, a small smoke was fanned.

Jian Seventeen looked at Fan Yingying, a girl in her early twenties, two years younger than herself, looking at her as if she was looking at her little junior sister, when she heard her ask, she said honestly: "Actually, I don't know, I just can't swallow this breath, I am afraid that he will continue to harm others, and I want to take revenge from before." ”

Fan Yingying nodded, and said the matter of following Han Sicheng's cultivation last night: "You wait for me a little longer, I estimate that if it goes on like this, it won't be long before I can refine the jade pendant, and when the time comes, I will take out your sword for you, and at the critical moment, I can also help." ”

Jian Seventeen smiled, and a very sincere smile appeared on his cat-like face: "How can I count on you." ”

"Why can't it be?" Fan Yingying was not convinced: "You really don't underestimate me, don't say anything else, but look at the current world, who can carry the piece of spirit jade you said, and still refine it?" ”

Jian Seventeen smiled even more heartily: "Okay, when I really encounter danger, I will wait for you to save me." ”

Fan Yingying laughed at Jian Seventeen, and then breathed a sigh of relief: "I'll go take a bath for Xia Xia, this body is gray, you also go back to take a shower and change clothes, right?" At noon, Han Sicheng and I ate in a restaurant outside, and I called you to order two meat dishes, and after you finished cleaning up, it is estimated that they will be delivered. ”

Jian Seventeen nodded: "Okay." With that, he turned around and walked out.

Fan Yingying pressed Huang Xiaxia under the spray, and the toes in the slippers were bent tightly because they were too hard.

"Don't move, don't move?"

When Huang Xiaxia encountered water, he was like a fried little chicken, and the whole weasel was messy, struggling desperately, and didn't want to take a bath.

Fan Yingying was speechless, pressed it hard, quickly wet the hair, put on the shampoo, kneaded the foam to flush, then wiped the shampoo, and then flushed, repeated three times, Huang Xiaxia's fur was smoother to the touch.

After blowing dry Huang Xiaxia, Fan Yingying reached out and nodded her furry forehead: "You still boast that you have become a sperm, ah, Huang Daxian is just like you, you will blow up your hair when you take a bath?!" ”

Huang Xiaxia took care of the loss, let her lose, and didn't say a word of nonsense.

Fan Yingying said a few words, and the anger came down, hugging Huang Xiaxia, furry and cute: "Where did you find Yu Jianghai?" ”

"The western suburbs of the city, go a little more to the provincial capital, there is a wasteland, the gang got a box truck there, the car is cleaned up quite good, like a hotel room, is a smell of dead chicken, smoked to death."

Huang Xiaxia wrinkled her nose in disgust, looked up at Fan Yingying, sniffed her nose, and said in surprise: "Why do I think you don't seem to be the same?" ”

"Me?" Fan Yingying looked down at herself: "What's the difference?" ”

Huang Xiaxia sniffed around her carefully, her breath was wrong, and it seemed to have become much purer.

Fan Yingying smiled: "Why haven't I heard you say before, I still have breath on my body?" ”

Huang Xiaxia shook his big tail: "It may have something to do with your cultivation last night, when you refine the jade pendant, I will be able to cultivate with you." After speaking, the little eyes clicked twice, and it was very cute.

Fan Yingying reached out and touched its head: "I guess it won't take long." ”

After cleaning up Huang Xiaxia, Fan Yingying went to the kitchen to make up for dinner, and Huang Xiaxia lay on the bed to make up for sleep.

Seeing that there was still plenty of time, Fan Yingying marinated some beef and fried a large plate with onions, and stewed the bone-in pieces of mutton mixed with carrots in a pot, she thought that Jian Seventeen went out to toss all day, it was estimated that she was hungry, and the two meat dishes she had ordered from the restaurant just now were all eaten, and she looked like she was still unsatisfied, so she thought about getting him two more meat dishes in the evening.

Boys love meat, Fan Yingying took out the refrigerator from the refrigerator again, went to the shrimp line, steamed it, and mixed it with a bowl of white vinegar with horseradish.

In the end, I mixed the Taoist home-cooked cold dishes, and deliberately did not put chili peppers, and the two sick people can also eat.

At dinner in the evening, Han Sicheng and Jian Seventeen were the same again, burying their heads in hard work, and the mutton bones were smashing in their mouths.

Fan Yingying looked at the murderous appearance of the two of them, and at first she sandwiched a chopstick mutton, and then she only dared to eat a cold vegetable plate, for fear that if she ate more, the two food gods would not be able to eat enough.

When he went to Sifeng Mountain to practice at night, Jian Seventeen and Huang Xiaxia also had to follow.

Three people and a demon drove to Sifeng Mountain.

When walking on the mountain road, Huang Xiaxia's round eyes shone faintly in the night, Fan Yingying turned her head to look at it and looked away.

When he arrived at the top of the mountain, the time was just about the same as yesterday, Han Sicheng set up the formation as it was, and sat down face to face with Fan Yingying. (To be continued.) )