The little fire fox has now fully recovered his health and has begun to cultivate.

It's just that because his cultivation has just begun, he hasn't succeeded in transforming yet.

Feng Jiao hadn't reached the camp yet, and the little guy seemed to have caught some special breath, snorting hard and looking in the direction where Feng Jiao was walking.

When he saw the fairy sister who had saved him and made him so many delicious foods, walking towards him from afar, the little guy immediately broke free from his father's arms and rushed towards Feng Jiao.

"Huh! Boom! The little fire fox screamed twice, wanting to plunge into Feng Jiao's arms, but Ling Yuan grabbed it first and held the little fire fox in the palm of his hand.

The little fire fox turned his little head and glanced at Ling Yuan, pouting his lips a little dissatisfied, but he was shocked by the strong breath on Ling Yuan's body, and he didn't dare to squeak, so he had to look at Feng Jiao pitifully with those big round and wet eyes.

Feng Jiao has always had no resistance to this kind of innocent and pitiful fluffy little animal, otherwise she would not have brought Ling Yuan, who had transformed into a black cat, home.

She stretched out her hand and gently rubbed the little guy's furry head: "Little guy, I didn't expect to meet you here. ”

"Squeak!" The little fox looked at Feng Jiao and screamed happily twice, and put his little paw into Feng Jiao's palm.

The father of the little fire fox also hurriedly walked over.

"Miss Fengjiao, Emperor Zichen, it turns out that the two benedicts have arrived."

As soon as he saw Feng Jiao and Ling Yuan greeting the patriarch of the Fire Fox clan and the little Fire Fox, the Demon Emperor Han Xing, who was already hungry, hurriedly walked over.

"Miss Fengjiao, our stomachs are going to be hungry. Can you wait a little longer and catch up? Demon Emperor Hanxing complained with some dissatisfaction.

This time, the king of the Firefox clan agreed with the words of the Demon Emperor Hanxing very cooperatively.

Of course, it was not he himself who expressed his approval, but his belly.

"Goo!"

His stomach growled.

In front of his son's life-saving father-in-law, such an embarrassing incident happened, which made the Fox Fire King blush.

"Ahem, let the benevolents laugh." He said embarrassedly.

"It doesn't matter." Feng Jiao smiled: "I originally came here to make food for everyone. ”

Along the way, she found that many demon cultivators who were hungry and cold, although they had demonic qi protection, their bodies, especially their ears, had varying degrees of frostbite.

She took Ling Yuan's hand and walked forward, trying her best to think about what to do for everyone to be nutritious, replenish their physical strength, and drive away the cold food of this winter for them.

She suddenly thought of the origin of the dumplings.

In the world where she once lived, dumplings originated in the Eastern Han Dynasty, and they were invented by the medical saint Zhang Zhongjing who couldn't bear to see the poor people starving and cold.

It's the Spring Festival period, and it's supposed to be the time to eat dumplings.

What's more, it's freezing here, if you can eat a bowl of steaming sour soup mutton dumplings, not only can the soldiers' bodies and minds be warmed, but even their combat effectiveness should be improved.

Just do it!

Feng Jiao directly took out her Seven Star Haoyue stove and the mutton stuffing processed by the system, and was busy preparing the filling, mixing noodles, and boiling water.

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