Xiahou Mobing felt a churning in his stomach, and the sour water was rubbing up one after another.

He tried his best to maintain a calm expression, pulled the corners of his mouth stiffly, laughed more ugly than crying, and nodded: "I see." ”

Murong Xue rolled her eyes, looking at this person's appearance, she couldn't accept it, there was no all-snake feast in this world, and the only ones that could be eaten were the common ones, chickens, ducks, fish, geese, pork.

Moreover, snakes have always been considered cold animals, and no one will eat them.

In fact, not to mention eating, even she raised a blue and white python Xiaoqing, which is a very strange thing.

She was determined to show her hand to this unseen world, and after a long insight, she got up from the bed with all her hands.

Murong Xue, who had slept enough, rested the muscles around her body, this move, she didn't want to be sore, she put on the clothes on the side again, rolled up her sleeves, and strode out.

Pulling his head, he looked very helpless, and Xiahou Mobing had no choice but to follow.

Murong Xue walked halfway, as if remembering something, turned around and picked up the sword he put on the table, shook it in the air, and explained to Xiahou Mobing, who had a strange expression as if he was constipated: "It's used to roast snakes!" ”

Xiahou God really feels constipated at this time!

Men take their weapons very seriously, and this sword has followed him for many years, overcoming obstacles and fighting on the battlefield, and has been accompanied by it all the way.

It can even be said that it is the brother of the conquest!

Now that it is being used as a fork for roasting snakes by his own lady, Xiahou Mobing really feels that if the sword also has a soul, he will not be able to cry at this time.

When I arrived at the kitchen, looking at the skillful movements of my own lady, I knew that it was not the first time she had done this kind of thing, Xiahou Mobing really wanted to cry without tears this time, but his own lady was full of interest, and he really didn't dare to disturb her interest, so he had to pluck a handful of bitter tears for the "brother" again.

When the snake meat was skewered on the tip of the sword by Murong Xue, it was roasted brown and tender, and the fragrance was wafting thousands of miles, Xiahou Mobing directly kicked that bullshit brother to Kadash Snow Mountain, and the eagle's eyes radiated a scorching light and swallowed his saliva.

Murong Xue looked at the eyes of his large stray dog that suddenly met the food, smiled proudly, and handed him the roasted snake.

With the large movement of her arms, just because she only wore a coat, the clothes on her chest opened a little more at this moment.

Xiahou Mobing took the snake meat, frowned, and said in a deep voice: "What's going on with this tattoo?" ”

Murong Xue looked down and replied casually: "After eating the flower that bloomed on the other side of the cliff, it appeared on this chest inexplicably." ”

Manju Sawa ......

Xiahou Mobing retrieved all the memories of the books he had read in his mind about this Manzhu Shahua.

Manzhu Sawa is recorded in ancient books: The original name is Maha Mandala Hua Manzhu Sawa, which means that the red flower that blooms in the heavenly realm. It is also called the flower of the other side, the flower of the end of the world, and the flower of Shezi, a beautiful and sad name. It blooms in the seventh month of the lunar calendar, and the flower language is "sad memory". Legend has it that this flower is the flower of grafting, and its fragrance has magical powers and can evoke memories of the deceased.