Chapter Ninety-Seven: Sit and Watch the Heavens

The black soil soon turned brown under the licking of the tongue of fire, and a few pieces of charcoal were picked up and piled up near the bonfire to smoke and roast the flower chicken.

Feng Qihan's eyes kept on the little girl's body, watching her busy and busy, and finally buried the soil-like thing in the charcoal, only then did he breathe a sigh of relief and smile at himself, his voice was soft, "You can eat it in a while!"

Feng Qihan has always been in the valley, and people who don't use chopsticks much in Lingqi Mountain actually nodded, and there was still a trace of expectation in his heart.

The sky is full of stars, the sky is like a cover, and the broken stars are flickering, like a plate of broken diamonds.

Luo Bei'an sat between him and Feng Qihan for a while, but he couldn't resist the bonfire and surrounded it so big, and the distance was only a few feet, and it was close to the master.

In the past, when was it not only in the high hall that you could see the shadow of the master that was not close to the mortal dust? Even when he taught the sword technique, he was holding the sword six or seven feet away. He always thought that the master was indifferent by nature, but who knew that in front of the junior sister, he often saw the master's smile.

Maybe it's because my sister is really cute......

Luo Bei'an thought that if he accepted such a cute little apprentice, he would also be happy.

But in front of the master, I still don't dare to make a mistake, shout or something, that is absolutely not daring to do.

Liu Mingfei lowered her eyes, and the flickering flames reflected in her eyes, as bright as the two pearls on her sideburns. Seeing that the senior brother was sitting and not speaking, he didn't dare to speak arrogantly.

The scene was faintly embarrassing. There is only the "beep" sound of burning firewood.

It wasn't until the little belly-padding dim sum was almost digested that the flower chicken was wrapped in layers and filled with a sweet smell.

Calculate the time, and it's time to go. She picked out the chicken with the firewood she picked up next to her, used the firewood to poke open the crispy soil, and peeled off the yellow lotus leaves that had turned yellow and soft, and a white and tender yellow chicken with spiritual juice was revealed.

Blowing his fingers on the hot and picking off the last bit of the leaf.

The sizzling chicken skin was torn some when the lotus leaf was uncovered, directly revealing the soft and fragrant chicken, and the fat inside had already been stewed into fragrant chicken juice by high temperature, and some overflowed from the chicken, turning into dew-like droplets of water flowing down. The flesh of the chicken belly has long been soft and rotten, turning into a mellow and rich soup.

The saliva at the corner of Xuanwu's mouth flowed uncontrollably, and his two eyes looked directly at this good-looking and fragrant chicken. Like him, there is also Comrade Maoqiu, who can't move his legs when he smells the fragrance.

The chicken is naturally not an ordinary chicken, the meat is firm, and the volume is twice as large as that of an ordinary chicken, which is the spirit chicken produced by Luoyun Peak. It is also supplemented by a lot of spirit fruits, when she chose the spirit fruit, she didn't think about the reluctance to use the medium-grade spirit fruit, she all considered which taste is better, can be used for seasoning, so the spirit fruit in the belly of this chicken can be described as expensive in the market, and the utility is extremely high.

Where can the spiritual food that is usually eaten be called spiritual food? This is the real spiritual food, is it good?

Rao is two sword cultivators who often go to the valley on weekdays couldn't hold their breath, staring at their eyes and swallowing their saliva.

Lu Luo took out a piece of oil paper for pastries, tore a chicken leg and wrapped it in oil paper and handed it to Feng Qihan.

The oiled paper was one of the pieces she had not had time to throw away after eating the pastries, Feng Qihan was stunned for a moment, and was about to say that he didn't have to eat, but the aroma was really attractive, so he took the chicken leg in a daze, and took a small bite very elegantly under the eager gaze of five pairs of eyes.

Then I took another bite.

He tilted his head to look at him, tore a small piece and tasted it, although there was no seasoning such as salt and oil, but the chicken itself was just right, and the sweetness and sourness of the spirit fruit blended the chicken extremely refreshingly, it turned out to be another flavor, but it was not inferior to the original method of called flower chicken.

She was satisfied.

I just don't know if Master likes this sweet approach.

"How is it, Master?"

Feng Qihan nodded, "Very good." ”

The nervousness disappeared, his eyes narrowed, and seeing that the chicken was not small, he simply divided it into several pieces, one for the senior brother, one for the junior brother, and a little for Xuanwu and the hairball, and tore a piece of chicken breast and ate it.

Luo Bei'an carried the chicken leg he had allocated, and when he saw that Master's chicken leg was about to be eaten, his brain twitched, and he asked, "Is Master full......?"

Feng Qihan: "Okay." ”

Luo Bei'an: "......?" He is just polite and polite??

Luo Luo raised his head, was stunned for a moment, and said, "Master, haven't you eaten enough?" ”

Master is so good, of course he can't let Master go hungry.

Feng Qihan said gently, "No, you are not hungry for the teacher, you eat, if you don't have enough, there is still here for the teacher." "In his hand is the chicken leg that Luo Bei'an handed in in a daze.

Luo Bei'an: ?

Lu Yu hurriedly shook her head, this chicken is so big, her piece is completely enough, but everyone is eating, senior brother sat alone and watched the sky, looking strange and miserable, so he said, "Senior brother, do you want to ......"

Feng Qihan: "He can open the valley at the age of thirteen." ”

Well, I thought about it, my senior brother is so powerful, I'm afraid he doesn't need to eat.

Luo Bei'an looked up at the sky, why does this constellation look so much like a chicken leg?

After eating a whole chicken, he hastily cleaned up the mess, the bonfire was not extinguished, he added a few handfuls of firewood, controlled the fire not so vigorously, lifted the curtain of the car, and was about to get in, when he heard the master behind him say, "Come to the car in front." ”

Only then did she remember what Master had said before, and she almost forgot it. So he turned around and got into another car with the furball, but as soon as he closed the curtain, he pulled it away with one hand.

Feng Qihan got into the car with his head down, the jade crown on his head was tied with black hair like a crow feather, and he looked up to reveal a pair of narrow eyes, and when he saw her sitting obediently in the car, he didn't forget to hold the little blanket over, and the corners of his lips pulled up a shallow smile.

It was too close, and it turned out that there was a small pear vortex at the corner of his mouth, but it was very shallow, only on the left.

Feng Qihan's face was already young, but when he looked at it carefully, he looked like a teenager.

It's just that the all-round bearing declares that his years are different from ordinary teenagers.

"Master, Master, why did you come up?" Holding the little blanket, he showed a confused expression, didn't Master remember to let himself come to this car?

Feng Qi said coldly and quietly: "Don't rush at night, your senior brother and junior brother will rest in that car." ”

Luo Luo nodded and said, "Then I'll let Xuanwu come over." "Xuanwu is still quite sticky, and it's more reassuring to keep it around.

Feng Qihan directly vetoed, "Let's add three people with hairballs, and they are also three people, which is very suitable." ”

Fur balls rolling on the side: ......

"Okay then. "I always felt that something wasn't right.