Chapter 169: Are You Sure This Can Be Eaten?

While speaking, Qu Wei had already pushed the door in, but Ms. An still looked unconscious.

After changing the medicine for two days, Qu Wei saw that the wound had improved, and estimated that Ms. An should wake up today.

An Cha stayed for a while, and saw that Ms. An still hadn't woken up, so she went out without waiting for Qu Wei to change her medicine.

Although Ancha protects her feelings for a short time, she sees it very openly, and she can't make her teary-eyed like everyone else.

It's not to the point of life and death, she really can't cry.

Back in the restaurant, Qu San was sitting on the sofa drinking coffee, and the elegance of his gestures was natural.

An Cha looked at Qu San suspiciously, "Didn't you go cooking?" ”

Qu San motioned for An Cha to look into the kitchen.

An Cha didn't know what was going on, so she went around and pushed the door to take a look inside, "......"

Inside is like a fruit war, all kinds of fruits, vegetables, fish and meat are flying all over the sky.

Peel, clean, fly into the pot, each in its own way, in an orderly manner.

Ancha silently closed the door and gave a thumbs up to Qu San.

Cattle batches.

She didn't dare to waste her spiritual power like this, it was simply a tyrannical thing.

But also, Qu San doesn't look like a person who can cook himself.

Suddenly, An Cha seemed to remember something, leaned over to Qu San's side, and asked curiously, "What are you cultivating now?" ”

Qu San turned his head and glanced at An Cha with pity, "I don't think you should know well, I'm afraid of hitting you." ”

Ancha was not happy when she heard this, "Lao Tzu has never seen any strong winds and waves, and I don't know that your cultivation is higher than mine, you say, I'm not afraid." ”

Qu San frowned slightly and rubbed An Cha's head, "Don't swear." ”

"Don't care about the details, you name it." Ancha didn't care at all, grabbed Qu San's hand that was messing around on her head, and played with it in her hand.

"Do you want to hear the truth or a lie?" Qu San tilted his head to look at Ancha.

An Cha gave him a blank look, "What do you say?" ”

Qu San stretched out his hand to wrap his arms around An Cha's waist and rested his head on her shoulder, "Yuan Infant Late Period." ”

"Are you sure?" Ancha didn't believe it, bullied her for not being a baby?

The aura on Qu San's body is not comparable to that of a mere Yuanying at all.

Although he completely restrained himself when facing An Cha, An Cha was not bronze and did not understand anything.

Qu San lowered his eyes, and after a while, he sighed as if he was nothing, "Soar." ”

Hearing this, An Cha instantly threw Qu San's hand aside, looked up at him, and his eyes narrowed slightly, "What did you say?" ”

Qu San was a little unhappy that An Cha threw his hand aside, and reached out to wrap his hand around An Cha's waist, "You can fly up after the next thunder tribulation." ”

"Let go." An Cha broke free from the hand that was scattered around her waist, and her tone was a little angry, obviously angry.

"Don't let go." Qu San's tone was firm and a little helpless, "Can you listen to me first?" ”

An Cha turned her head, and the distance between the two was only a snort, "Talking about a ghost, are you playing tricks on me?" ”

Meow, Ancha almost wanted to press Qu San to the ground and beat him.

This guy is completely brushing her, Ascension?

Uncle, a person who wants to soar dares to provoke her, this is a love affair that is ready to play for a few days?

The cultivation realm is a small world, and after ascending, they will go to a higher level of the immortal realm, and the people of the immortal realm can't get down, otherwise it is estimated that the entire void realm cultivators will have to be cut as vegetables.

An Cha's original cultivation was only in the early stage of Mahayana, if she hadn't returned to the Void Realm, she would have wanted to cultivate to the point of ascension in this life, not to mention that her current seal would only be unlocked in the year of the monkey.