Chapter 210: The Fifth Proposal
The sun is just over the head.
Song Ge lay on the rattan chair, still not eating.
Since the fight should not be delivered, Wu Qingfeng will soon send the food over.
It's almost an hour to go.
Rice, Song Ge really didn't see it.
It's true that she was so hungry that she was close to her back.
Goo-goo...
Her stomach began to bark when she was hungry.
"May I ask Senior Brother, Wu Qingfeng can't find a place and is lost?"
"How do I know!"
The tone of the line is very bad.
He didn't deceive Song Ge.
I'm also wondering at this time.
When he came back from Tibetan Mountain, he instructed Wu Qingfeng to make something good and send it over.
From the instruct to now, two hours have passed.
It's all the ingredients, all freshly killed, freshly planted.
With some special methods, the meal should be served at this time.
And not yet.
I don't know what Wu Qingfeng is doing.
It hasn't been delivered for so long.
"Senior brother, you deceived Master and his hometown like this, may I ask who is helping you press the coffin board of Master and his old man's house?"
"Don't talk nonsense. ”
Ying Wuxing glared at Song Ge.
But Song Ge was lying on the rattan chair, and she could only stare at the ponytail that stretched out of the rattan chair and followed the rattan chair for a while.
"I don't know where I came up with these strange words in a day!"
After saying this, Ying Wuxing muttered in a low voice: I also want to ask you, who is helping you press the coffin board of Master's hometown every day.
"Senior brother, I can hear you!"
Song Ge pursed her mouth, do you still think she is the girl who has not entered the cultivation gate and is weak?
It's so close that you can't hear it?
"Senior brother, why don't you urge Wu Qingfeng?"
"If you want to eat it, urge yourself!"
"Then why don't you do something casually, and let's make a cushion first?"
Ying Wuxing raised his eyebrows, and said angrily: "Do you think my cultivation must eat three meals a day?"
He continued: "Really, I am here to live in seclusion, I am here to guard the most important treasure of the sect!"
"So lofty..."
Song Ge pursed his mouth and continued: "If you don't have the ingredients, just say it!"
Hum!
"No ingredients!"
There should be no repetition.
"Hey, hey..."
Hearing Ying Wuxing say this, Song Ge showed a successful laugh of conspiracy.
In the end, she left a set for Ying Wuxing to have any ingredients, not whether to do it or not, just waiting for Ying Wuxing to put on the set.
Sure enough, it was set, and it went smoothly.
She rolled over and stood up sharply.
"Are ingredients a difficult problem to solve?"
Ying Wuxing looked at the conspiracy at the corner of Song Ge's mouth, his eyelids jumped, and he had a bad premonition.
Calabash?
I can't hit the gourd's attention!
"Don't hit the gourd!"
If you don't think of it, you can say it, and cut off Song Ge's thoughts first.
"Who doesn't know that thing, is it food?"
Song Ge was very disgusted.
If she really wants to eat gourds, how hungry does she have to be?
She squeezed her eyes at Ying Wuxing and said, "Senior brother, come, take it to show your cooking skills, don't be polite to me." ”
Song Ge directly took out a large piece of Xiaopeng King's meat from the storage bracelet and threw it to Ying Wuxing.
"Golden-winged Roc!"
Ying Wuxing's eyes are vicious and can be recognized at a glance.
"The descendants of King Lao Peng?"
He quickly guessed that it was the descendant of the golden-winged Lao Peng King who was killed outside the Diemeng Mausoleum.
"It's... Kill them all!"
Ying Wuxing didn't expect Song Ge to solve the small one in it.
Definitely ate meat too.
When he came out, he also pitted the weapons of King Lao Peng.
That strange old Peng king would want to kill Song Ge.
The co-authorship is completely enmity, and it is not wronged at all.
He now suspects that Lao Peng Wang was temporarily bewitched.
However, whether it is temporary demagogy or not.
As long as you have murderous intentions towards Song Ge, you have to die.
Lao Peng Wang was very unfortunate and hit the muzzle of the gun.
"Senior brother, hurry on, I'm hungry until my legs are weak!"
Song Ge swayed, looking very weak, and then spread out on the rattan chair.
"I'm your servant..."
"Master..."
"Yes, yes, I'm your servant, okay!"
As soon as he said anything, he had to disturb the immortal master.
There should be no line of hair.
I feel that Master, the soul of his old man is about to be recruited back by Song Ge.
With a black face, he took the piece of Peng meat and went down.
"Senior brother... Hurry up..."
"I..."
Hearing Song Ge's words, Ying Wuxing said a word, and the boss with his mouth open swallowed the rest of the words into his stomach.
What could he do?
What can he say?
What did you say, didn't Song Ge complain to the heavenly master?
...
"Good workmanship!"
Song Ge swallowed the last bite of Peng meat and touched his stomach with satisfaction.
"However, there is still room for improvement!"
Half of the face should be twitched.
If it weren't for the fact that in between meals, he told Song Ge about cause and effect, the use of the drop of blood and a section of fingers, and heard that Song Ge simply agreed and took the initiative to persuade Yun Jiuxiao, he thought that Song Ge had the heart to deceive the teacher and destroy the ancestors.
Let the senior brother cook, and talk cool things after the meal, he has no consciousness of being a junior at all.
For the sake of her simply agreeing, endure it.
"Senior sister, are you sure you understand the cause and effect I just said?"
It should be confirmed again or not.
He felt that Song Ge still didn't understand, otherwise why would he agree so simply.
Maybe he just realized that Yun Jiuxiao would die, but didn't realize the essence of this matter.
Because of cause and effect, to put it bluntly, the essence of this matter is actually to exchange Song Ge's life for Yun Jiuxiao's life.
"I understand, doesn't it mean that the ancestor is going to absorb it, and I may die one day in the future?"
Song Ge held his mouth and said, "The ugly and straightforward words are to exchange my death one day in the future for the ancestor to live now, right?"
Song Ge understands it very well, very transparently, very... Straightforward!
Ying Wuxing nodded silently, his face was not very good.
He came up with such a method.
He also told Song Ge behind his back that he obviously hoped that Song Ge would persuade the ancestor.
Now he felt a little guilty.
Between Lao Zu and Song Ge, he chose Lao Zu.
"Senior sister, actually..."
Song Ge knew what Ying Wuxing wanted to say, don't blame the senior brother or something.
She directly interrupted Ying Wuxing: "Senior brother, I didn't think much about it, if I could find the vitality of blood and fingers, I would also recommend that the ancestor absorb it." ”
"Death, anyone will die one day in the future, fear of death is also a situation, you don't understand, don't worry, I'll go back and persuade the ancestor, the reasons have been thought of, and the persuasion will be 100% successful." ”
"What a reason, let's hear it!"
Ying Wuxing frowned and looked at Song Ge.
With the feeling he had left the Tibetan Mountain, Yun Jiuxiao was reluctant to absorb blood and fingers.
Song Ge pursed his lips and said, "You don't understand, hey, Qingfeng is here, did you come by smelling the smell?"
"However, the meat is all eaten, and you're late!"
Ying Wuxing discovered Wu Qingfeng early.
Wu Qingfeng just fell and finished saluting.
Ying Wuxing saw that Wu Qingfeng was empty-handed, and said angrily: "What about the meal you prepared?"
"Oops, forgot!" Wu Qingfeng slapped his head, turned around and was about to leave.
"Come back!"
Ying Wuxing frowned and scolded.
"Qingfeng, why are you so soulless?"
Song Ge has found the problem, how can he not find it.
"Something to say bluntly, there's nothing your little uncle can't listen to!"
Wu Qingfeng looked at Song Ge very screwed, and then looked at Ying Wuxing, who was not very happy, and said stubbornly: "Master, the emperor proposes marriage, the heir of the fifth family wants to marry Uncle Xiao..."
There should be no line to be stunned.
Song Ge was speechless.
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