"Aha!" Feng Xue woke up from the dream world again, and finally made a female voice full of charm.

Subconsciously felt the Tower of Babylon that he was erecting high, and restored his male body the day before yesterday, which became his habit of getting up every morning (although it was only two days).

"Whew......" Feng Xue breathed a sigh of relief, stood up from the bed, stretched hard, and began her daily washing work.

It's not too late to wake up today, but it's already half past seven, mainly because he went to a certain point in the author's world at about seven o'clock in the dream world, and wanted to try to observe what was going on in the author's world at seven o'clock, which was a bit special for him.

But it's a pity, I don't know if it's a prank of the consciousness of the universe, there is still no outline today, and the author's world is naturally mediocre.

In other words, it is relatively static at all, because Feng Xue stayed in the author's world for half an hour, but that world did not pass even a second.

But think about it, the author writes a book, and he has to send at least two chapters a day, even if some of Feng Xue's behaviors will automatically generate chapters, but there will always be a chapter written by the author himself in two days, right?

In other words, Feng Xue can see the outline once every two days in the author's world, but in his world, he often doesn't see it once in ten days and half a month.

As the saying goes, if there is a book, it is long, and if there is no book, it is short, and this is probably the truth.

"Knock knock......" There was a knock on the door, Feng Xue immediately shook off the distractions in her mind, put her short sleeves on her body and walked towards the door.

As a killer, Feng Xue doesn't like summer very much, because summer means wearing less, plus there are no sleeves, and many times she has to be in a state of no equipment, so her response to emergencies will be much worse.

Fortunately, he is now majoring in flying knives, and even if he only has one belt, he can hide the appearance of three or five handles.

In the middle of the nonsense, Feng Xue had already come to the door of the room, and when she opened the door, she saw a thrillingly beautiful long green hair coming into her eyes.

"Keke, why are you still at my house?" Feng Xue said hurtful words, but it's no wonder, after all, this girl almost turned him into a woman permanently.

"That, Coco wants to live in Mr. Feng Xue's house for a period of time first, and then set off when he is familiar with this era, is it okay?" Coco raised her head, looked at Feng Xue with the eyes of a little girl selling matches, and even faint tears flashed in her eyes when she said the three words "Is it okay?"

Every man is a potential Lolita, this is true, at least at this moment, Feng Xue forgot the humiliation of being a mother, and the only thought in her mind was-"So cute!" ”

However, Feng Xue has experienced the cultivation of the Snow Maiden Dao after all, and her strong will is not something that ordinary people can imagine, the feeling of being in love and having a blank brain disappeared in less than a second, followed by Feng Xue's somewhat annoyed and angry gaze-

"You can stay if you want, but I warn you, during this time in my house, don't grant anyone's wishes, especially my sister, and don't grant her any wishes! Whether intentionally or unintentionally, never say yes! ”

Don't blame Feng Xue for reacting violently, the key is that Su Qiong's sister is really unreliable!

If one day, when Coco asks her what she wants to eat, she suddenly says, "I want to eat the tenderloin of the platinum dragon god Bahamut", and then Coco returns his meow seriously, then maybe there will be a special film of the platinum dragon god raiding Marina City!

You know, there's no fart flying skewer superman in Binhai City who can help fight monsters!

Besides, Feng Xue expressed extreme doubts about whether a weak chicken race like Skewer Superman, which can be infected with the zombie virus even with poisonous rice and spicy strips, can beat the platinum dragon god Bahamut. (Well, this sentence seems a bit long, so let me think about whether I can add a few punctuations...... ）

Eh, wait, how did you deviate from the string of Superman?

Feng Xue finally realized the side effect of her superpowers, that is, because she accepted too many different thinking patterns, her thinking was scattered, and she was particularly prone to distraction.

But it's okay, because countless of them have also increased the thinking ability of their brains, but they won't be in a daze in battle.

"By the way, what are you coming to me for?" Feng Xue then remembered that Coco was still standing at the door looking at him with watery eyes, and couldn't help but inexplicably have the idea of pressing her to the ground [beep-] [beep-] and then [beep-].

This kind of pitiful appearance really makes people want to bully!

"That, today's breakfast is ready, but I'm here to inform Mr. Feng Xue to go down for dinner." Coco seemed to know that she could stay, and said happily.

She has been repeating the process of waking up, fulfilling her wishes, adapting to the environment, traveling, and sealing herself again for many longer years than ordinary people, if Feng Xue does not agree to take her in, Coco, who has not adapted to this era, will probably just walk on the street, and for some reason have to seal herself again.

"What are you going to eat today?" Feng Xue followed Coco out of the room and asked without words.

"The Dragon God's Tribute and the Green Dragon Nine Turns Soup......" Coco's words were a little confused, but it didn't affect her from reporting the name of the dish.

"......" Feng Xue was silent for a moment, so even the newcomer Coco had adapted to Su Qiong's strange naming method?

However, he soon realized how wrong he was.

Because, the food on the table is completely different from what he imagined!

Didn't you even see Su Qiong, who ordered food, shocked?

Because in the middle of the table, there is a dragon the size of a watermelon!

Yes, it's the dragon, which is steamed buns made from a Western dragon made of dough!

"It's still steamed buns, but it's ...... Can you tell me who did this? Feng Xue grinned and asked Coco, he didn't think that the noodle shop would make such strange pastries that matched Su Qiong's taste.

"It's Coco, because Miss Su wants to eat the dragon god's tribute, but Coco doesn't know what kind of steamed bun is worthy of this name, so she makes her own opinion, but should it really be made like an oriental dragon? Coco will try hard next time! ”

"Well, forget it, you're doing a good job......" Feng Xue covered her face, always feeling that the direction of Coco's efforts was a little wrong, but then again, being able to steam steamed steamed buns so realistically that even traditional women who were good at making noodle mats decades ago couldn't do it, right?

Wait, the dragon god's tribute is made like this, so what about the Yunlong Jiuxian soup?

Feng Xue turned her head to look at the soup bowl in her place, and sure enough, the green dragon vegetables (scientific name tarragon, I don't know if you have eaten it) that had been carefully carved into the shape of a green dragon were lying in the chicken soup and swimming......