Rice porridge is easy, and then it's made with sliced radish and soup.

As soon as Xia Bai raised his hand, thousands of sword qi fell, and the white radish of the water spirit and the cutting board on the cushion were cut to pieces at the same time.

The white-clothed sword demon obviously hadn't learned to cook, nor had he ever cut vegetables, and he couldn't help but be a little speechless when he looked at the messy desktop in front of him.

"How long does it take to cook porridge?"

Xia Bai asked in his mind.

Huangquan was very decisive and silent, it has lived from ancient times to the present, killed people and set fires, been worshipped, and even done catastrophes that disturbed the world, but the dimension has never cooked porridge.

Biluo thought for a while and said, "Xia Bai, the last time you came here, I roughly estimated that the time for her to cook porridge should be between three and four incense sticks. ”

Xia Bai narrowed his eyes, "Maybe there is another possibility. ”

"What is possible?"

"She started cooking porridge very early, but after we came, she went to move the pot. ”

"But maybe she had already scooped up the rice, and then added water and started to boil?"

Biluo began to retort.

"So... How long does it take for the rice to be cooked into porridge, and how much water should I add to it..."

"Then lift the lid of the pot and see, if it's not enough, just add water halfway." ”

After a while.

"No, no, the lid of the pot needs to be covered, all the time like this, all the water vapor is lost, I often listen to the ladies in the palace say porridge porridge, then this pot word, the mystery contained in it is that you need to cover the pot, and you can't open the lid as you like. ”

"It's going to be difficult..."

Biluo gave up, "I didn't expect that cooking a good pot of porridge is not an easy task, it's really difficult to be a man." ”

An hour or two later.

Xia Bai cooked a pot of rice with a burnt taste.

This white-clothed sword demon, who was good at killing, turned his head to look at the mixture of cutting boards and radish crumbs, and for the first time, he felt powerless.

But he is not a person who easily admits defeat, that is, he is ready to throw away the rice and re-cook it, and pull out the radish and cut it again.

Everyone has a first time.

It's just that his first cooking skills did fail.

However, when he opened the rice bag and looked at it, there were only rice particles left in it, and Xia Bai hesitated again.

He never imagined that he would one day find himself in such a problem.

At this moment, he heard the breathing on the bed become rapid, and then it was a while, and Xiaoqing, who was full of silver hair and had become an old woman, slowly supported herself, "Xiaobai, are you awake..."

Before the words came out, she only felt that her voice was extremely old, and when she looked at her hands again, they were as wrinkled as tree bark, "I... What's wrong?"

Turning his head, the bronze mirror on the table reflected the face of an old woman.

Xiaoqing was stunned and shook her head, and the old woman in the mirror also shook her head.

There was silence in the air.

Xiaoqing has already understood, after all, the vitality in her body has disappeared, and she has changed from a strong man who did not leave her name in the history books, but actually subverted the national war with the power of one person, to an old woman who couldn't help but be weak.

And all of it is thanks to the person in front of you.

Xiaoqing is not stupid, she is smart and smart, and at this moment, she understands her internal strength and Xuanqi, which has been absorbed by this beautiful man named Xiaobai.

"Are you awake?"

Xia Bai put down the rice bag.

The atmosphere was a little awkward, and he owed this woman a lot of favors.

"Hmm..."

Xiaoqing smelled a hint of burning, she didn't open her mouth to scream, she cried, and didn't question, she seemed to wake up, understood, accepted it, and then coughed softly, "You cooked the rice burnt." ”

"For the first time... I want to cook porridge for you to wake up and drink. ”

"Huh, so you're not cooking?"

After a short conversation.

Xia Bai scraped off the layer of unscorched rice particles on the top of the pot, put it in a bowl, served it to the silver-haired old woman, and then whispered, "I'm sorry, I didn't think about it." ”

The silver-haired old woman laughed: "I don't blame you... After I die, send me to Qingli Mountain in Yue Kingdom for burial, is it okay?"

Xia Bai was stunned.

Suddenly, he asked: "What is the name of the negative man before, I will help you kill his whole clan, no matter who he is, no matter what status he is, I will kill him..."

That's compensation.

But the silver-haired old woman shook her head.

"Then I'll slaughter his country. ”

Xia Bai said in a deep voice, he felt very uncomfortable.

If this woman was noisy or even crying, he would have felt better, but now that she faced it calmly, without even asking half a question, it made him feel like he was stuck.

The silver-haired old woman sat in the sun, the skylight in the skylight became a golden pillar of light, her eyes were squinted, her body swayed slightly, obviously sleepy, like an old man who had gone through a long time and was about to die.

Her heart is old.

"How are you the same as I used to be?"

The silver-haired old woman smiled and opened her mouth, "In the past, I was always very selfish, thinking of using my own power to possess it, and if I didn't get it, I would destroy it.

But Fan Li taught me a good lesson, he told me that people can sacrifice for others... It's a pity that he died for another woman, it's a pity.

But, since then, I've learned to be perfect.

On that day, he was going to die, but I chose to fulfill it.

Today has also fulfilled you, so I don't feel bad, Xiaobai, you must have something very important to do, right? With my strength, I hope to be able to help you.

You... What a very kind person, you can just go and leave me here, don't ask, but you don't. ”

The silver-haired old woman, who had spoken a lot in one breath, coughed lightly, and then lowered her head and ate two small bites of rice, but she no longer had an appetite, but lay down on the bed, closed her eyes and rested.

Xia Bai sat on the edge of the bed, and he felt very uncomfortable.

It's like never before...

He owes favors to people, owes favors to adults, and if he can't pay it back, he will be uneasy in his life.

So he never wanted to owe a favor.

Even if they are friends, they uphold the principle of equivalent exchange.

Ram Xiaoqian provided him with the convenience of the palace to investigate the revival of the aura, giving him respect and trust, so he also solved some simple troubles for her.

It's just the one in front of you...

I rescued her little monkey casually, and then she invited herself to dinner, which was considered a tie-out.

Now, she has consumed Yang Shou, consumed all her strength, helped herself stabilize the divine blood, and comprehended the Creation Emperor Sword, such a favor, he can't return it at all...

Xia Bai has clear grievances, he is not a person who takes it for granted and can leave, so he will have trouble for the rest of his life.

As if worried about the old woman in front of her, she suddenly closed her eyes and left, and Xia Bai began to talk by the bedside.

"Actually, I am a little eunuch, when I was a child, my parents abandoned me, I was purified, I grew up alone in the deep palace, and then I got some opportunities, so I had power. ”

The silver-haired old woman listened, but she looked at him in surprise, there was no sympathy in that eye, and there was no ridicule, "I'm not very good, I grew up in the mountains when I was a child, and when I went out of the village, I was like a dirt bun, and there were at least little sheep in the mountains, but I was alone..."

Xia Bai wanted to say more, but he heard a slight shout, and Xiaoqing fell asleep.

"Xia Bai, you should return to Xianyang, the winter solstice is approaching, you should prepare for the gambling fight between the Lu family and the King of Qin. ”

In his mind, Huang Quan was reminding.

But the white-clothed sword demon was sitting on the threshold of the mountain top in the twilight, he didn't respond to Huang Quan's reminder, but suddenly asked, "I want to save her, is there a way?"

"Yang longevity is exhausted, vitality is exhausted... Unless it's a god, there's no way. ”

"Is there any treasure that can be saved?"

Huangquan Biluo was silent.

The white-robed sword demon paced back and forth on the top of the mountain, and when he looked at the silver-haired old man still lying in the house, he knew he had to make a choice.

Or rather, he should leave and continue to carry out his plan, which he has worked hard for a long time, and must not give up all his efforts.

And he, who comprehended the Sword of the Creation Emperor, was destined to be invincible in this gambling battle.

He's already won.

But for some reason, there was no joy at all.

The love owed is heavy on my heart.

"Forget it, I'm not going. ”

The white-clothed sword demon turned around and glanced at the old man in the void door and made a decision.

After saying just five words, Xia Bai suddenly felt relieved.