Si Yin looked at Xin He and frowned slightly, "Why is it all yours?" ”

The implication is obvious, those who see it have a share.

The smile on Xin He's face paused, and he immediately understood what Si Yin meant.

The girl raised her eyes to look at Si Yin, her brown pupils flashed with a trace of grievance, and she blinked innocently, and if she looked closely, she could see that there were faint tears shining inside.

Seeing that the look on Si Yin's face still did not fluctuate in the slightest, the girl lowered her head in frustration, and her glutinous soft voice unconsciously carried a hint of reluctance: "That's good, I'll share a little bit with you." ”

"A little?"

Xin He hesitated: "Then add a little more?" ”

Seeing that Si Yin still didn't speak, Xin He thought for a long time, and finally reluctantly said, "Then give you half?" ”

Si Yin touched his chin, as if he was thinking.

Seeing this, Xin He's courage suddenly became bigger, and she glared at Si Yin fiercely, "It's only half, and I won't give it more!" ”

After speaking, Xin He snorted lightly, don't look at it, he didn't think that the pile of spirit stones was still lying in Siyin's space.

Si Yin smiled softly when he heard this, patted Xin He's head, and said in a low voice: "Okay." ”

The girl's hair is soft to the touch, and you can't help but want to rub it.

So, Si Yin did the same.

Xin He's dislike of the discovery of the cultivation realm was too cumbersome, and he didn't even bother to use the spell, so he simply tied a bow with a hairband.

After Si Yin's destruction, the hairstyle was all messed up.

Xin He turned her head and glared at Si Yin, her eyebrows and eyes were coquettish, she snorted lightly and walked outside first.

The girl finished tying her hair back and walked slowly, clearing the space and throwing out some useless knick-knacks.

Si Yin followed Xin He's side, maintaining the same speed as her, and did not urge, occasionally looking sideways at the little guy's serious expression.

Xin He walked for a while and found that there was a small stream in front of him, and there were large and small fish swimming in it.

Xin He suddenly became interested, and suddenly wanted to grill fish.

There is a magic trick, but it is different, Xin He pinched the trick casually, and caught a fish from the stream.

After cleaning the fish with dust, a shelf and a fire were made.

Si Yin saw Xin He's actions, and was a little strange: "If you want to eat fish, won't a spell solve it, so troublesome?" ”

Si Yin is not a person who pays attention to appetite, he has never eaten since he was a young Jindan, he feels that eating is a waste of time, so he has some doubts about Xin He's actions.

Xin He got a stone bench and sat on it, and raised his eyes to look at him: "How can the spells be as delicious as those made by yourself?" And the food made by spells is a little less feeling. ”

The cultivation above Jin Dan can already open the valley, and the original owner has not eaten for many years.

But Xin He had already been suffocated.

When she was in the Ethereal Sect, because of her status as the head of the sect, it was difficult to mention this matter.

After going down the mountain, all the things under the mountain are made by magic, and although the taste is acceptable, I always don't feel it when I eat it.

After a long time, Xin He didn't like to eat it.

Grilled fish needs seasoning, and there is just enough space in Xinhe.

The few days when Xin He came out was also inadvertently bought in a restaurant opened by a mortal.

Luckily, when she cleaned up her things, she didn't lose them because they didn't take up space.

After grilling for a while, the aroma of fish wafts out.

Xin He took a sniff, and his eyes gradually lit up, the fish nourished by the aura was different.