"Now that you know about Benjun...... Ahem, the identity of this great immortal, I can dip the spice now, right? The black cat asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Oh, yes, yes." Feng Jiao nodded her head like a chicken pecking rice, and handed over the seasoning dish a little doggyly.

It's not that she bullies the soft and is afraid of the hard, but with her cultivation of being killed by others every minute, she is really stunned by these great immortals.

A certain emperor: Wouldn't it be okay if you were so well-behaved earlier?

Picking up a piece of earth spirit fruit cake with his little paws and dipping it in the seasoning and putting it in his mouth, a certain emperor felt as if he had opened the door to a new world!

Oh my God!

What kind of fairy taste is this, how can it be so addictive!

Honorable as he is, he still doesn't know that in this spiritual realm where everyone attaches great importance to cultivation and almost no one indulges in appetite, there are actually people who can make such an incomparable delicacy!

After eating the Earth Spirit Fruit Cake, Feng Jiao wanted to reach out and smooth the hair for the black cat who was still eating.

After all, that soft and silky touch is something that every girl who likes fluffy cute things can't resist.

However, she suddenly remembered something, and the outstretched hand stopped in mid-air.

This is not a gentle and soft cute, good-tempered pet cat who strokes casually, but a meow immortal who cultivates immortals!

She hesitated for a moment, but then pursed her lips and spoke: "That, Mao Daxian, I will often make you delicious food in the future, can you ...... Can you let me touch ......?"

The black cat's face changed!

What does this girl think of him!

He is the dignified Emperor Zichen, the supreme ruler of the entire Spirit Realm Immortal Realm, how could he sell himself so unscrupulously for a little food?!

A certain emperor was just about to go back gracefully, but after meeting Feng Jiao's burning gaze, he couldn't help but chuckle in his heart!

Worst!

If you don't give him a touch, what should the little girl do if she doesn't make him something to eat!

He......

The black cat yawned.

He is a dignified emperor, not such a greedy person, he just found that the delicacies made by the little girl seemed to have a good effect on his insomnia.

As a poor patient who has been insomnia for more than 30 years and finally slept well for a few hours, what else can he do except succumb to the obscenity of the little girl who can cook food!

He hesitated for a long time, and his voice was like a whisper: "When there is no one else, you can touch it." ”

"Really?" Feng Jiao's eyes lit up, and she stretched out her claws towards the black cat.

"Also, promise me one condition, don't call me Cat Daxian anymore, I don't like it."

"But we must have a name for each other, not Mao Daxian, what should I call you?"

"Call my name, Abyss."

A certain emperor who was fighting with his upper and lower eyelids yawned deeply and fell at Feng Jiao's feet, not noticing that he actually told his real name to the little girl who made him something to eat.

And that name is the word that no immortal cultivator dares to call in the entire Spirit Realm Immortal Realm......

Seeing the little guy fall at his feet, his soft little belly fell with his breath, Feng Jiao couldn't help laughing.

Compared with the intimidating, green-eyed Wong Tai Sin, she still prefers this soft and warm, sleeps when she is full, as if there is no trouble, the cute cat Daxian.