It's another dark night, starry.

Qing Ling'er was holding more than half of the flaming chicken in her hand, gobbling it up, and eating it was fragrant.

Her mood today is up and down, falling into a deep valley for a while, climbing to the top for a while, and finally not wasting her energy in vain, and receiving a baby, which is definitely a spiritual comfort.

It's not easy to come this way!

Qing Ling'er chewed the steaming chicken in her mouth, her eyes blinking and matching the stars in the sky, staring intently at the heavenly soul bracelet on her wrist, that look, that eating appearance, full of happiness.

Finally has a storage space again, this is the most direct benefit and the most obvious benefit after Qing Ling'er got the Heavenly Soul Bracelet.

There was Hongmeng space before, and it can be regarded as the protagonist with a golden finger, but then I don't know where to hide it, and I can't find it anyway.

Then I asked Mo Lao for it, but it turned out that people didn't use this kind of low-level goods at all, and they were tired and panicked when they collected it.

The old man doesn't know where he has reached, he has cultivated the internal space, and this kind of inner space is opened up according to his own preferences, not to mention luxury, safe and secure, and he is not afraid of being shunned by others, with such a tall existence, storage rings or bracelets, etc., it is really nothing.

But this is bitter Qing Ling'er, her cultivation is already weak, and she has disappeared, not to mention others, these days she is either carrying a bag or a bulging bag stuffed in her sleeve pocket, which is not convenient at all, but she is worried.

At that time, when he was at the Supreme Auction House, Mo Lao discussed plans to buy a smaller storage ring for Qing Ling'er, but Qing Ling'er disliked it and didn't buy it in the end.

And Qing Ling'er still has a fluke mentality, thinking that it is possible to pick one up or rob one from the robbers, so it adds a lot of trouble, originally the two of them are together, and all the things prepared can be packed in Mo Lao's inner space.

But Qing Ling'er has suffered the loss of Hongmeng space, and she is worried that if she gets separated, then she will have nothing, and at that time, it is really a waste of water to touch her hands and cry, so some food or seasoning is all in Qing Ling'er's package.

Now that there is space for the Heavenly Soul Bracelet, it is too convenient, she is finally free, and after probing a few times, she puts all the things in one go, and what makes her even more secretly happy is that it can also contain living creatures.

At that time, she stuffed all the burdens on her body into it, but when she was excited, she forgot to put it in her sleeve pocket, and the little black ant that was crowded with the condiments finally threw it in.

When Qing Ling'er was barbecuing meat and getting condiments, she suddenly noticed a small life running desperately in the space, which startled her.

Hurriedly swept it with her consciousness, and found that it was the villager who had been harvested before, the little ant, who was tragically looking for food, one high and one low, shuttling through the boundless space, and the helplessness and insignificance made her feel ashamed for a moment.

Fortunately, the space of this heavenly soul bracelet can hold living creatures, and she found it, otherwise she would really starve to death!

There is really no dead grass in the barren space, and there is only black soil left in the clean space, and of course there is a peck crane hidden in the center, but even if the little ant is hungry and crazy, he should not dare to provoke the peck crane!

Qing Ling'er had a thought, the little ant appeared in the palm of her hand, and looked up at Qing Ling'er aggrievedly, as if asking why she threw it on the deserted black land!

However, against her will, Qing Ling'er still had an unexpected gain, and unconsciously threw the little ant into it, so that she found that the Heavenly Soul Bracelet could actually hold a living person, which is not comparable to the storage ring, or Mo Lao's internal space, I'm afraid it will be slightly inferior.

"Grandpa Mo, are you full? Why don't we bake another one!"

Qing Ling'er ate a mouth full of oil and water, which was originally grabbed by both hands, but as soon as she focused, her hand was not steady, and she lost a fat thigh, which made Qing Ling'er's happy face cry and pull it down all of a sudden.

There was originally a chicken, and there were only two thighs, and she and Mo Lao had one each, but they fell off before they could enjoy it, which added a touch of gray to her happy mood for no reason.

Isn't it okay to find trouble, and you have to find fault when she's happy!

"Well, if you want to eat it, you can bake another one, don't be in a hurry, eat it slowly. ”

Mo Lao smiled and said, he also wanted to bake another one, seeing how fragrant Qing Ling'er ate, his old man was also greedy for a trace of appetite, with his cultivation, he didn't need to eat grains......

But looking at the scene of Qing Ling'er eating in front of him, he couldn't help but divide a small half and taste it, but it was out of control, and he also joined the team of eating nonsense.

"Hehe, no problem, I'll catch the chicken for us!"

As soon as Qing Ling'er said to catch the chicken, she returned to her enthusiasm in the blink of an eye, just did it, took a bite of the meat on the belly of the chicken in her hand, turned over, threw the remaining chicken into the fire, and the little foot girl still pushed a few times on the wood that was about to burn down, and turned around and walked towards the forest.

"Girl, don't go, you wait, look at Grandpa Mo!"

The black light is blind, Mo Lao is not at ease to let Qing Ling'er catch chickens alone, and the dark night is the world of soul beasts, not to mention that in this reckless forest, without any preparation, he rashly broke in, and he had half a life left if he didn't die.

Mo Lao shouted to Qing Ling'er, but he didn't see him get up, just put his hand on his eyebrows, and a white bright light ran out, hanging above his head, looking around, turning a corner mischievously, and burrowing into the forest behind him.

The speed of the white light was too fast, and before Qing Ling'er could speak, she passed her.

Qing Ling'er looked at it and sighed that there was no way, so she had to walk back and sit down.

"Grandpa Mo, this kind of little thing, don't use your strength again in the future, I'll run and exercise, and bring it over by the way, you are injured, what should I do if it gets worse! Besides, my momentum seems to be born with suppression of the fire chicken, and it is not easy to catch it. ”

Qing Ling'er pouted and said, she really didn't want Mo Lao to work hard, the old man had been injured before, and today he was accidentally injured by the Eye of Heaven, and now he is injured on top of injury, what is the specific situation, the two of them are in a hurry, and they haven't had time to check yet.

At this time, when he said that there was just time, Qing Ling'er turned her head and moved to Mo Lao's side, and without saying a word, she grabbed Mo Lao's wrist and closed her eyes to diagnose.

Mo Lao knew that he was at a loss, but he didn't dare to speak, it was wrong to say too much!

Don't look at Qing Ling'er's young age, when it comes to talking, the big truth is sentence after sentence, his old man has already understood it, it is really endless, he is said to be self-conscious, and he can't wait to use a magical power to burrow into the ground and hide far away.

"Fortunately, there is no big problem, if this is worse, you can only lie in bed and see how you are still bouncing!"

Qing Ling'er let out a long breath, and her face that had just become nervous and worried eased a lot, and finally it didn't aggravate the original injury, otherwise it would be troublesome, the legendary law scar was already helpless, and it almost restricted Mo Lao's actions in terms of strength, not to mention casually using the power of the soul.

"Well, if you don't make a move in the future, let our little housekeeper do it!"

Mo Lao took a small bite of the meat in his hand, chewing it vigorously, joking indistinctly, he wanted to use this seemingly easy method to change the atmosphere that was not good for him.

is too clever, if one doesn't pay attention, he will fall into the trap, making his old man unguardable.

"That's pretty much it!"

Qing Ling'er said with a smile, he was amused by Mo Lao's well-behaved movements, sometimes he is really an old child, and it always makes people angry.

The two asked and answered, interacting like education, and after about a stick of incense, a "quack" pierced the sky.

A fiery red rooster hung at the end of the white light, struggling and screaming, as if to wake up the sleeping earth, and as if it was crying like two people sitting on the ground, in short, it was extremely miserable.

The white light didn't care about this, as if he had completed the task, he dragged the fire chicken to Mo Lao's eyes, and danced up and down, as if he was asking for credit.

Due to the struggle too violently, the feathers on the feathers on the flame chicken fell off one by one and fell on the burning fire, and a pungent smell spread towards Qing Ling'er, mixed with the hot smell of burnt wood, which instantly enveloped Qing Ling'er.

"I'll go!

Qing Ling'er didn't have time to cover her nose, the sour taste made Qing Ling'er just want to spit out all the meat she had just eaten in her stomach.

It's unacceptable!

It was the first time she had smelled burnt feathers, and she felt that this time she would never forget!

Mo Lao is still eating and drinking there, eating to a pleasant place, and he doesn't forget to puff out his cheeks, and the foodie looks like he is not affected by the pungent taste at all.

It's not that Mo Lao doesn't have a sense of smell, it's really Qing Ling'er who nodded his back and happened to be standing downstream of the breeze, and his old man was lucky to sit in the upper reaches of the breeze.

The wind blew like this, and his old man didn't smell it at all, he ate too much, and kept smashing his mouth.

You say it's not annoying!

Qing Ling'er felt that she should pull Mo Lao to where she was standing, so that he could feel the pungent sourness.

This is caused by his old man, if he hadn't controlled his soul power well, the flame chicken would not have moved, and the chicken feathers would not have flown around!

Qing Ling'er didn't hold back in the end, and ran to the edge of the pool and vomited a few times before she could be considered relieved.