Zhong Ling'er stretched out his little hand as white as jade and nodded on his snake head, "Eat, eat, you will know how to eat, look at you, how fat you have become." ”

"Master, I don't like to hear you say this, am I fat? Am I fat? I'm small, but the most standard body of snakes is good, right? Xiaobai dragged and swam back and forth on the table twice, trying to show his master the most perfect figure.

"Round, meaty, you're your standard snake body?" Zhong Ling'er's beautiful eyes were clear, and she shook her head helplessly.

"Where am I round? Where did I get my meat? Xiaobai refused to admit that he was fat.

"Okay, I'm hungry too, I'll go and see, you're right here, don't go out and scare the dumb slave." Zhong Ling'er got up lightly and went out with a bang.

The dumb slave is afraid of the little white snake, and it has been five years, and he is still scared every time he sees the little white.

The verdant mountains of Qingfeng Mountain are stacked on top of each other, surging like the undulating waves of the sea, and they are majestic and magnificent.

The hazy distant mountains, shrouded in a light veil, are full of shadows, flickering far and near in the misty clouds and smoke, if they are about to leave, like a few light strokes of ink on the blue sky.

There are nineteen buildings in the entire Qingfeng Villa, and the Qingfeng Hall is naturally where the dust sealing master lives.

Zhong Ling'er lives in the Light Spirit Palace, and the dumb slave lives in the Moon Tower, the entire huge Qingfeng Villa, the towers and halls, are stacked on top of each other, but there are only three of them.

Except for the three buildings where they lived, the others were used by the Dust Sealing Master to store books or alchemy, and some were vacant.

"Dumb Slave...... Dumb Slave ...... Is the meal ready? Zhong Ling'er held her skirt in both hands and jumped into the kitchen of the Moon Tower.

But I didn't see the dumb slave, and the stove was also cold, but there were a lot of ingredients, but she didn't know how to cook at all.

These ingredients are all sent to Qingfeng Villa by special people, for this reason, sometimes, Zhong Ling'er also mischievously ridiculed Master Fengchen, saying that he is an immortal cultivator, shouldn't he not need to eat?

In fact, the realm of the master of the dust has long been at the point where he can not eat the fireworks in the world, these foods are just prepared for him, a beloved disciple, and the meals are just to accompany her to eat, for fear that she will be lonely when she eats alone.

Zhong Ling'er walked to the board, picked up a white radish, wiped it clean with the sleeve of her clothes, and took a bite of it.

"Poof...... Phew? How is this turnip bran? It's unpalatable. The little face wrinkled into a ball, and threw the bite of the white radish into the bamboo basket on the side.

Dripping rolled his big black eyes, wanting to see, is there anything else to eat in this kitchen?

"Huh? Got meat? "Large, round eyes glow with life, staring at the bacon hanging from the hook.

Approaching the bacon step by step, after approaching, I didn't think about it, I went down in one bite, "woo...... My teeth ......"

Wrinkling his little face, he retracted his head and pressed his two front teeth, "It hurts, what kind of meat is this?" How can it be as hard as a stone? ”

The big moist eyes were covered with a faint mist.

She didn't believe it, the whole kitchen, can she still find a little food? Keep looking.

"Looking for food, looking for food, Ling'er is so hungry......" humming a little song, I searched in the kitchen for a long time, but I couldn't find anything to eat.