I also motioned to the sheep restaurant owner on the side to eat some, and the sheep owner shook his head slightly, saying that he was used to porridge and pickles, and these delicate snacks were not blessed.

"Congee and pickles are also good, because of those meats?" I paused and didn't mention it.

The fat monk and Chitose ate most of the boxes of dim sum in one go, and they didn't stop, their faces were full of smiles, just like the New Year.

The owner of the sheep pavilion looked at the medicine cabinet with a sad face, looking preoccupied.

"What's wrong, Pavilionist? Is it because this herb is not enough? I asked, looking at the owner of the sheep pavilion.

He nodded again and again, saying that they had almost no medicinal materials, and even if they did, they were several years ago, barely maintaining them.

He had reported it several times, but he had never been able to get the herbs down.

If it goes on like this, this cold hall will be useless, after all, it is difficult for a good woman to cook without rice, and she doesn't even have medicinal materials, how can she heal the injured demon slaves?

As the owner of the Yang Pavilion was talking, there was movement outside the Cold Pavilion, and four demon slaves were sent over early in the morning.

The buttocks were beaten and bloomed, and the bloody gray cloth shirt was beaten and embedded in the shredded flesh on the buttocks, and it was impossible to take it off.

The owner of the sheep pavilion had no choice but to take scissors to cut the gray cloth shirt little by little, and I helped to carefully clip the cloth out of the minced meat with tweezers.

Chitose and the fat monk saw this, they couldn't help frowning, and they also put down the food in their hands, but they couldn't help with this kind of meticulous work.

"How did you fight like this, what did you do wrong?" I look at this injury, and I have to recuperate for a while.

"When carrying the sedan chair for the master, I accidentally turned it over a few times, and the master was angry, so he beat a few of us." The demon slave lying in front of me said to us through gritted teeth.

"How many times do you have to fight like this?" The fat monk looked shocked.

He still doesn't understand the atmosphere of this demon capital, the precepts are not decorations, demon slaves make mistakes, are beaten and scolded by their masters, and even give them death, it is a common thing.

It's just that the precepts and rules are written like that, and now I feel very pitiful to see the flesh and blood of these demons being beaten so coldly.

"Eh, before, when the dragon clan ruled, didn't they all say that demons are all demon worlds, the peach blossom source of demons? How? The fat monk frowned, looking at such a tragic situation, he couldn't help but pinch a cold sweat for himself.

He was still tinkering with his mouth, if he had been a slave in the first place, he might have been killed a long time ago.

The four demon slaves only did a simple bandaging treatment in the cold hall and walked away with the wall.

This is also the rule, without the permission of the master, the demon slave is not allowed to rest casually, even if there is only half a life left, you still have to go.

At noon, Aunt Que brought me a meal, and the fat monk stood aside and flowed all over the place, but according to this rule, he had to go to the dining hall to line up.

I winked at him, meaning I would leave him some food to eat, and he walked away.

"Aunt Finch, leave all these pastries behind, and remove the rest." I can't swallow the meat myself, so naturally I won't let the fat monks eat it.

Aunt Finch frowned, but she didn't stop it, and still took the food away as I wanted.

As soon as Aunt Sparrow was gone, I put all the pastries aside and began to look at the various medicine cabinets to see what medicines were available here.

"Click."

Suddenly there was a very low sound of footsteps behind me, and I thought that Aunt Sparrow had turned back again, but when I turned around, I was directly confronted by a delicate white face.

"Ahh I screamed, and my whole body was stuck on the medicine cabinet.

Seeing that he was scared of me, the other party raised the corners of his mouth and smiled happily.

"You're so daring." He said as he sat sideways on a wooden table, and picked up the pastry on the table and took a bite.

This boy is the demon slave I met before, hiding under the table and sobbing, but today I took a closer look at his dress, and I can be sure that he is not a demon slave.

It is impossible for a demon slave to wear a goose yellow robe, this color is the color that can only be worn by the master.

"You're not a demon slave? Who are you? I looked at him and asked suspiciously.

"Guess?" He shook his head and asked me with a smile.

"Aren't you the Phoenix Clan in the Nine Heavens?" I saw that he was extremely delicate, and blurted out.

"Feng Clan? Now, where is there a real phoenix in this demon capital? He swallowed a bite of the pastry and said without thinking.

I was stunned when I heard it, Feng Qingxuan is not the Feng clan, then the Feng Emperor is also the Feng clan, how can it be said that the demon does not have a real phoenix?

When the young man saw me looking at him suspiciously, he seemed to immediately realize that he had lost his words, and hurriedly changed the topic and said, "I am indeed not a demon slave, but also a little steward, so you can call me Ah Yu." ”

"You just?" I'm still thinking about the phoenix.

"You're short of medicinal herbs, aren't you?" He asked, pointing to the medicine cabinets.

"Well, more than half of the medicine cabinets here are empty." I frowned as I spoke, thinking that if Qingcen and the others were sick, there would not even be a place to treat them.

"It's okay, I can get herbs, I'll take you to a master, she can get everything." As he spoke, the boy pulled me out.

"Eh, I'll have to watch here." I wanted to shake off his hand, but I didn't expect that he looked like a young man who was a little weak, and the strength in his hand was really not small.

"You call me Ah Yu, don't scream, eh." He looked at me with some displeasure.

I also looked at him with my eyebrows, and his eyes were very soft when he looked at me, and he murmured, "For some reason, I see that you always feel very familiar to you." ”

"Really? However, I can't run around in this temple, because if something goes wrong, it doesn't matter if I am punished, and I may even affect the people around me. As soon as I finished speaking, I began to wrestle freely from his hand.

"With me, who would dare to punish you? Don't you want medicinal herbs? Come with me. After he finished speaking, he stopped dragging and asked me to take the initiative to follow him.

Listening to the tone of his speech, it seems that his status is not low?

"Hurry up." He urged, and hurried out.

I thought about it and followed him, and came out all the way, but all the demon slaves and slaves who saw him leaned over and saluted him, as if there was no demon in this Xuanhua Courtyard who didn't know him.

"That, Ah Yu, is it? Who are you? "Watching these demons lean over to salute him, my curiosity was aroused again.

However, looking at his face, I felt that he should not be a phoenix clan, because Feng Qingxuan had a totem symbol of a phoenix tail above the corner of his eyebrows.

Even Long Xuanling has it, because Long Xuanling's mother is from the Feng clan.

And this young man named Ah Yu has only one red dot on the corner of his eyebrows, and there is no phoenix tail logo.

As I was thinking about it, he had led me to the entrance of a very imposing garden. Take a hundred plating to read the latest chapter of "Dragon King's Wife Claw Book House" for free for the first time.