"Qingmang, these are all given to you by my sister. You put it away, I'll bake you more bread in the evening, and I'll give it to you later." Also, you can save and drink these drinks slowly, but you can't drink too much at once like last time. ”

Calling herself a sister to her, Feng Lie is funny, and she said in her heart, Qingmang's age is only much older than your little guy.

Smelling the aroma of wine, Qing Mang had already raised his head, and listened to Qing Soul say that all these were given to him, the cold snake eyes not only made Qing Soul see the temperature, but even made Qing Soul feel a smile.

can make Qingmang like it, and Qingsoul is also very happy.

In the blink of an eye, Qingmang's mouth opened, and he put away the fruit, bread, and a barrel of wine.

Probably to show his gratitude, Qingmang rubbed the green soul with his head, and then went to rub Fenglie.

This was the first time it had taken the initiative to show its closeness to Wind Spirit, and Wind Lie was simply a little flattered.

This means that this uncle has recognized him.

Feng Lie laughed and touched Qingmang's head, feeling that this shrunken guy was as cute as his little cub.

After teasing Qingmang for a while, the uncle and nephew were busy cooking.

Qing Soul scooped up the spiritual rice and boiled it, and then began to take out the vegetables from the space to clean, and Feng Lie cut the meat and fish slices on the side. The meat and fish bones that were removed, Qing Soul didn't let him throw them away, but kept a part of the soup for cooking, and put the rest away.

For the sake of five big fish, Qing Soul cooked a big pot of rice in a big pot at night, and after she used the big bowl to make a bowl for herself, the rest was divided into two, one for her uncle and one for her little brother.

After dividing the spiritual rice, resting the fire for cooking, he buried thirty or forty sweet potatoes in it. Then stir-fry the vegetables and cook the soup. The soup is cooked on a different fire with a large pot on top.

The stir-fry is a solar-heated induction cooker, which is convenient and fast.

Because there are two big stomach kings, Qing Soul's own amount of food is actually not small, so the fierce beast meat and beast meat made a total of ten big dishes, and it took more than two hours to get the dinner done.

After stir-frying, dozens of sweet potatoes buried in the fire were also cooked, and for a while, the whole cave was full of vegetable and sweet potato aromas.

The table was very large, and although each plate was forty or fifty centimeters in diameter, it was also laid down. Qing Soul prepared a large wooden basin for Qing Mang, so that it could eat. The two of them began to enjoy their dinner.

The little bit of spiritual rice and bread that Qingmang ate before was just a taste for it, so this plate of dinner wrapped in gravy and vegetable juice was quickly eaten.

After eating, Qing Mang stared at the sweet potato with its dark golden snake eyes, which exuded an extremely attractive fragrance, and the snake head pressed against the waist of the green soul.

Qing Soul had no choice but to put down the dishes and chopsticks, peeled the half-temperature sweet potatoes that were drying, kept a dozen or so, peeled thirty, and put them in the wooden basin where Qingmang was eating: "Eat it, if you like it, bury a few of them in the fire for you every day in the future." I've got a lot of them here. ”

Before she finished speaking, thirty sweet potatoes the size of an adult's fist all entered Qingmang's stomach, and the corners of Qing's eyes twitched.

She's been busy peeling for a long time, and co-authoring is just a matter of one person's mouth?

Seeing that Qingmang continued to stare at her, Qingling could only spread his hands: "It's gone, I want to eat and wait for the next meal." ”

Sister is not used to your appetite.

As a result, King Qingmang didn't care about this pause, and only took its jasper and golden snake head to her waist.

My old waist, the green soul was made out of temper, so I could only take two for Feng Lie to taste, and I also kept one for myself, so that Feng Lie could eat it quickly, and I couldn't even keep these two for a while. The rest was peeled off to Uncle Qingmang.

When she sent the remaining dozen or so sweet potatoes to Qingmang's mouth, the uncle stopped and let her have a good dinner.

After dinner, I thought that Qingmang was going back to the sea as before, but after this guy finished eating, he continued to go to the mouth of the cave to install his mosquito coil ring.

Qing Soul and Feng Lie didn't care about it, washed the pots and bowls, and cleaned up the table, Qing Soul took out two large bags of wheat flour and ingredients, and asked Feng Lie to help her knead the dough, she planned to bake more bread at night and give it to Qing Mang.

Fortunately, butter, yeast, powder, sugar, and eggs were all in stock in her space, and after the dough was kneaded, it was put in a large wooden barrel and placed on the edge of the fire to ferment for about an hour, and then the green soul began to open the oven and bake the bread.

As the bread from oven to oven came out, the cave was filled with the aroma of bread, and after all the bread was baked, the green soul gave it to Qing Mang, allowing it to be stored in its internal space.

Seeing that the night was not too deep, he simply took out a few bags of sweet potatoes in his space, asked Feng Lie to help wash them, put them in the oven, and continued to roast the sweet potatoes.

The roasted sweet potatoes were busy until midnight, and the green soul was packed in wooden barrels and given to Qingmang. Qing Mang was very happy, and kept flicking its tail all night, and still swimming around the cave, and I don't know what it was busy with.

After a busy night, Feng Lie and Qing Soul were also tired. There is Qingmang, no one needs to keep vigil, the uncle and nephew each sit on the bed, one is cultivating, and the other is trying to draw qi into the body.

Feng Lie had already felt the aura in the air as early as two days ago, and he had a hunch that he would definitely be able to successfully induce qi in the past two days and become a monk at the first level of qi refining.

Although the strength of a first-level Qi refining cultivator could not be compared to that of him, a fourth-level totem warrior, it was another magical world, and he was very eager to have that magical power.

Every day, watching his cub move his cub's fingers, he can ignite fire, remove dust, and when fighting with fierce beasts, he can send out fireballs, ice arrows, golden arrows, earth shields and other means of attack or defense, he, a fourth-level warrior, not to mention how envious he is.

It was a mysterious method that even witches had.

What he envied the most was the faster and faster speed of his little cub, according to the little cub, it was a kind of light body exercise similar to light gong, combined with her light gong footwork, the effect was doubled, as long as it was not a wind beast like a wind wolf, it was difficult to catch up with the monk who used this kind of exercise footwork.

If he can become a monk, after cultivating such a light body technique, coupled with his combat power as a fourth-level warrior, he will definitely be able to become a terrifying existence in the jungle.

Therefore, although these days were busy during the day, Feng Lie cultivated very hard at night. Almost compressed the time to sleep, compressed and compressed.

Moreover, he could clearly feel that with the daily spiritual wine nourishing his body, his body became lighter, and the strength in his body became stronger. Even the affinity and sensitivity to the aura are slowly getting stronger.

After telling his little cub about these feelings, his little cub was not surprised, but he also said that when the rainy season comes, the cave is big enough, and he can't neglect to exercise anymore, and he must take three or four hours a day to practice and learn the light skills and knife techniques of the Nine Solutions.

He intended it the same.

Early the next morning, Qingmang left the cave without waiting for breakfast, and after coming in the evening, he sent four more fish, so he left early in the morning every day, and came to deliver four fish in the evening, and persisted for three days. It wasn't until the heavy rain came, Qingmang left the cave, and the whole rainy season did not appear, and the rainy season ended, and then he came back to find Qingsoul and Fenglie. (2nd Update)