Master is so bad, isn't it just that every morning while Master is bathing, he will lie on the rockery and wait for him with his clothes? Such clean clothes will get dirty if you throw them next to the pool! She's sacrificing time to sleep! As for the anger and reddening, the old face told a cat what is the morality followed by the girl who has not left the cabinet, and the one hundred and eight rules? But is it wrong for her not to listen, is it wrong to teach and not change after repeated teachings, she is not a girl of 28 cardamom! Counting her age, she is full of tears!

coincided with the call of Sanxi's stack of voices, her words were extremely intense, and it seemed that the situation was in an extremely serious state, and Xiao Huang Mo, who was heartbroken, sneaked away.

"Murong Qing is sick and doesn't eat anything, if he continues like this, he will die! What to do, what to do? Sanxi's face was anxious, but Huang Mo felt that Murong Qing's face was a little pale, and he was still flipping through the official documents in the study, and it didn't look like he was going to return to his hometown immediately.

"Well, if you make something to eat, he'll eat it." Huang Mo looked at him and looked at the cold food and shook his throat, it was obvious that he was so fortunate that Sanxi didn't see it at all, and it was also rare to be dull.

"Eat, eat!! What is good for the body? Just boil the medicine porridge! Sanxi's palms were closed, and she suddenly felt that she was too smart: "I want to make five-flavor porridge!" ”

"Five-flavor porridge, ah......" Huang Mo heard this, his head suddenly widened, the five-flavor porridge is still a porridge that cultivators often use to improve their cultivation, the master is worried that Huang Mo's cultivation is very slow, and he once made it for her, but it was too troublesome, and his enthusiasm quickly dissipated after a whim, and he felt that it was better to let Huang Mo go with the flow, why bother to help the seedlings grow so convinced.

The five colors make people dizzy, and the five flavors make the mouth refreshed, but this five flavors are against the taste of the five desires, which is very different, why does the taste of the five-flavor porridge make Huang Mo still fresh in his memory, in addition to its practice is simply cumbersome to the extreme and the rarity of the materials, there is also the unforgettable taste...... Sanxi Mo didn't like this son, so he thought of making him five-flavor porridge? Huang Mo pressed Sanxi in a blink of an eye, and felt that she was serious, extremely serious.

And the thorny problems encountered by Sanxi are also the trickier places for Huang Mo.

The things she asked Huang Mo to find were all things that were very rare in the human world.

Fortunately, there was a walking medicinal herb warehouse by her side, and Qing Yue had been collecting medicine for the god during this time, and he happened to have the root of the herb and the hibiscus meat that Sanxi was looking for.

The two of them went separately to find it, and the speed was even faster, Sanxi was unprecedentedly serious, thinking that when she was a cultivator, it must have been commonplace to make five-flavor porridge, so those complicated processes were cooked lightly and flattened, and before the sunset was over, a pot of five-flavor porridge came out of the pot.

Huang Mo pinched his nose and watched the three likes walk back to the Murong Mansion happily humming a song, and he admired it very much in his heart.

As the sun went by, the sky had gradually sunk. Murong Qing has already reviewed several stacks of dukes

Wen, he put down his pen and looked outside. remembered that her diet and daily life were handed over to the girl to take care of, but she seemed to be angry with herself, could it be that she really left?

Murong Qing, who had an empty stomach, felt a little anxious for some reason, he paused, picked up the brush again, and opened the next volume of documents.

The door was suddenly pushed open, and Sanxi jumped in with a small casserole: "It's hot, it's hot!" After that, he quickly put the casserole in front of him like a treasure, touched his ears and shouted: "Eat quickly, eat quickly!" It took me a lot of work to do it! ”

"You're not leaving?" Murong Qing was a little surprised, seeing the lively Sanxi in front of him, his heart became cheerful.

"No, you can rest assured, I'll leave when you're well! Eat it, it's absolutely delicious! An unprecedented bright smile bloomed on Sanxi's face, perhaps because the row of little tiger teeth was shining too dazzlingly, Murong Qing covered the panic in his eyes without a trace, and uncovered the lid on the casserole.

A choking white smoke rose from inside, and the joy in Murong Qing's heart was all transformed into a bad premonition. Sure enough, when he saw the contents of the casserole, he deeply understood that there were really things in this world that made people smell and change!

"What's the matter, although it looks weird, it actually tastes good!" Sanxi flattened his mouth and looked at himself pitifully.

Murong Qing quietly picked up her chopsticks, took out a lump of soup that was black like magma, and put it in her mouth, she looked at his Adam's apple that slowly slid up and down, and there was a dryness in her throat.

"How?" Sanxi swallowed her saliva and leaned over with anticipation, this was a special diet therapy method that she had spent on immortal arts to combine ingredients and medicinal herbs, and she was not willing to touch it. Look at that soup, that food, it has become so that it doesn't even know its ancestors to exert its excellent medicinal effect!

Murong Qing looked at her calmly, and a tear rolled down from the corner of his eye.

Wait, what's going on?!

"I really didn't know that the young master would be so moved." Sanxi patted him on the shoulder overjoyed: "Since the young master likes it, then I will work tirelessly to do it for you every day!" ”

“……”

"Eh, young master, you don't have to be moved to tears, hey!! Am I really doing what I say?! ”

Since then, Murong Qing's illness has really gotten better and better, and his expression has become more and more calm and calm, as if after experiencing the struggle on the edge of life and death, he has a thorough understanding of everything in the world, and he no longer keeps looking at the reed chicken with infatuation.

Sure enough, my immortal magic has a miraculous effect! Sanxi thought with tears in his eyes, and it was not in vain for me to toss like this. However, his illness is almost cured, and he must solve the problem as soon as possible.

Sanxi tiptoed around the back of the Luhua chicken and caught it.

"Giggle!!"

"Good boy, I'll make your death painful

Come on, you have to trust me! Sanxi said through gritted teeth in his eyes, but he couldn't do anything.

I have been with this chicken here for more than ten days, and I have relied on each other for my life...... Sanxi pursed her lips, although she planted this chicken once, she never thought about how she should slaughter this evil chicken!

"Can you find out?" Murong Qing's voice suddenly came from behind, and Sanxi was frightened.

"What?" Sanxi smiled and hugged the chicken, feeling that Murong Qing's tone was cold and a little abrupt.

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