Chapter Thirty-Seven: This Little Nizi Is Bad!

Hearing this, he transformed into a black cat, and a certain emperor who hid his identity in front of Feng Jiao was taken aback!

He...... Did he accidentally tell the little girl his real name before he fell asleep?!

But what he said should be Yuancai, how did it become round!

"I'm not called Yuanyuan, you can call me Ah Ling."

"But, I heard ...... last night"

A certain emperor's face stiffened, and he turned his head: "Shut up!" Nothing but, you heard it wrong! ”

Shouldn't he thank the heavens for letting him meet such a silly little chef who doesn't know Ling Yuan's name that is enough to shock the entire spiritual realm, and is a little silly and can cook food.

Feng Jiao pouted.

It's better to be round, and it's more in line with the soft and cute image of the cat fairy.

Her eyes rolled: "Okay, okay, you are the best immortal, you are the best, whatever you say is what you say, then I will call you Ah Ling!" ”

As she spoke, she quickly stroked the black cat: "Ah Ling, we're ready to have breakfast!" ”

A certain emperor: "......"

It's so angry! I really want to bite this stinky girl who wants to take advantage of him when she seizes the opportunity!

However, for the sake of breakfast......

The black cat could only grit its teeth and chose to swallow its anger.

Watching the black cat eat, Feng Jiao couldn't help but be amazed.

In the end, it's a meow fairy, it's just different!

In the world before she was reborn, how could those normal pet cats eat cucumbers!

Not only will you not be able to eat it, but you will also be scared away by cucumbers!

But this black cat, whether it is her fried spirit eggs, or Huang Xuanguo and Xiao Zhuguo, they all come and do not refuse, and the amount of food is even bigger than her!

Could it be that demon immortals are different from human immortal cultivators, and the amount of food will be relatively large?

Thinking of Cui Fang and Da Gang, who eat every day until they hold the bowl and don't let go, Feng Jiao had a strange idea in her mind.

Could it be that the higher the cultivation, the more you eat?!

However, Uncle Sun and Aunt Li, who are the highest cultivators here, only eat such a small bowl at every meal!

Feng Jiao was thinking nonsense, while eating a small Zhu fruit, and subconsciously stretched out her claws to the black cat who was eating.

The black cat turned its head sensitively to avoid it, and raised its eyes to glare at Feng Jiao: "Hey, you're too much, right?" Why is it still touching endlessly? ”

Feng Jiao was startled by the black cat, but her eyes rolled and said, "That, let's discuss something?" ”

"Today I'm going to use an ice herring to make you something special."

As soon as he heard this, the black cat's emerald eyes actually flashed with pieces of brilliance!

Seeing this, Feng Jiao took advantage of the situation and made a request: "However, this good thing is not for you to eat for nothing, you have to exchange it for touching!" ”

A certain emperor: "......"

I know that this little girl has no good intentions!

"If you don't agree, forget it!" Feng Jiao glanced at the black cat, smashed it, and said with a smile: "Tsk, you don't want to be just right, such a fat ice herring will all belong to me!" Let me think about it, what kind of dish are you going to make into that ice herring? ”

"Is it braised and steamed, boiled into fish soup, or grilled with some special sauce?"

Secretly glanced at the black cat's cat face, which seemed to be a little darker than just now, Feng Jiao said that there was no pressure.