Chapter 236: Second-Order Fierce Beast (7)

"Sir, be careful. ”

The housekeeper helped Shangguan Jingyun, who was stumbling on foot, but when he was at the door, Shangguan Jingyun pushed him away.

"This stinks...... Stinky boy, angry, angry. Shangguan was shocked and scolded, and the housekeeper's eyes were full of helplessness.

"Master, I'll help you in and rest first. ”

The housekeeper pushed open the door and wanted to help Shangguan Jingyun into the house, but Shangguan Jingyun pushed it open again.

"I can do it myself, you, you go down, I want, I want to be quiet, don't bother me, stinky boy, stinky boy. ”

Shangguan walked into his room with a scolding curse, and the housekeeper looked at the light in his room with a worried face, and then left.

Chu Xiangjun walked out of the shadows, glanced at the bright Shangguan shocking room, and looked at the departing housekeeper, with a smile in his eyes even stronger.

Night, deeper.

In the courtyard of Mojing, the Wind Flame Demon Wolf was eating a feast made by Mojing.

Since Mojing's cooking performance, many guests have regarded him as a chef, and they have expressed their willingness to spend a lot of money, just begging Mojing to go to his home to live for a few days and cook a few meals, but they were all rejected by Mojing.

As a god of cooking, Mojing doesn't have a shelf, he cooks every day, cooking a lot of delicious food, in addition to giving it to the master of the Shangguan family and the young masters of the Shangguan family, more amounts go into the stomach of the Wind Flame Demon Wolf.

However, the well-fed Wind Flame Demon Wolf still looks thin and ugly.

Bo Bo appeared out of thin air, looking at the lazy ugly Wind Flame Demon Wolf, a flash of contempt flashed in his eyes, and when he saw all kinds of delicious food in front of her, Bo Bo unconsciously swallowed his saliva.

Hold back, and don't forget the purpose of your trip.

Bobo's eyes were condensed, and his body was full of murderous intent, and all of this was unaware of the Wind Flame Demon Wolf, who was eating food seriously.

Carrying the spiritual power in his hand, the qi was like a knife, and Bo Bo slashed towards the Wind Flame Demon Wolf who was full of enjoyment of eating, seeing that the Wind Flame Demon Wolf was about to split his head, but at this moment, a strong spiritual power suddenly surged out in the room, and directly bounced off Bobo's spiritual power wind blade.

Bite~

The crisp sound of spiritual power colliding was like two peerless swords slashing at each other, and the Wind Flame Demon Wolf was clever enough to find the expressionless Bobo.

The Wind Flame Demon Wolf was not good, and it screamed.

Bo Bo just glanced coldly at the Wind Flame Demon Wolf who had not been killed by himself, but his eyes were firmly fixed on the door of the house.

On the door, the traces of spiritual power are clearly visible, reflecting the soft light of the night pearl in the room.

There was a "squeak" and the door opened.

Mo Jing was dressed in white, spotless, his temperament was cold, there was no expression on his face, and the whole person looked like an immortal who was about to become an immortal.

"You want to hurt my beast?"

Mo Jing's eyes were cold, although his tone was calm and waveless, but inexplicably people could clearly feel that he was very angry at the moment.

Bo Bo's thin eyebrows frowned slightly, and his eyes were full of scrutiny when he looked at Mojing.

Mo Jing can resist his own attacks, which shows that his strength is either half a pound or two taels of his own, or higher than himself.

But...... Bobo's eyes fell on the food in front of the Wind Flame Demon Wolf, those foods were very personal, and at a glance, he knew that it was made by Mojing himself, not to mention that Bobo had also eaten it, and he still remembered the taste.

With such skills as Mojing, he actually went to be a cook?

"I'm not just going to hurt her, I'm going to eat her. Bo Bo was teasing, and a sneer flashed in his eyes.

Hearing her say this, Mojing finally looked at Bobo.

His eyes were as cold as ice, his thin lips were lightly raised, and he said lightly: "It depends on whether you have the ability to do this." ”