Yin Jiuxian snorted coldly, turned his head and left.

She was born with phoenix bones, and she has the blood of the Protoss in her body, so she doesn't care about this kind of shameless demon clan!

Isn't it just to sleep in a cold tomb, she went to find a straw shop by herself, and it was always warmer.

Just do it, Yin Jiuxian strode out of the ancient tomb.

Instead of the gloomy and cold silence at night, the sun is shining outside at this time, the grass is green, and it is very comfortable.

She searched around the tomb first, but she didn't see the exit of the barrier, nor did she see Xiaoqing's shadow.

She sighed faintly.

"There is no corpse, which means that it is still safe, and it may have found a gap to get out." She muttered to herself.

Knowing that he would not be able to escape the fate of being a medicine inducer, Yin Jiuxian had no choice but to go to the mountain to collect some straw.

Coincidentally, not far from the ancient tomb, there are rice fields.

These days coincide with the harvest of rice, and many villagers will put the rice on hold, put it in the field, and then transport it to their homes in batches.

Once the rice has been beaten, the straw can be dried in the sun and used to fill the bed or used as a fire primer.

Yin Jiuxian was lucky, and he happened to meet the straw that had not been brought back to the village after being harvested to the side.

She cast a spell to remove the dust and rice, and bundled the straw in two piles and put them in a storage bag.

As soon as I returned to the ancient tomb, I heard Lou Zichen say: "Little Jiaojiao, this king is hungry." ”

He had missed a breakfast, as if he were already hungry, and he was weak to speak.

The demons are similar to the gods, they are both born to open the valley and eat the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to satisfy hunger.

Yin Jiuxian's willow eyebrows raised: "Who is your Jiaojiao?" Do you know that your deeds are the despicable deeds of the prodigal son in the world? It's going to be sent to the government! ”

"Who else can I call Jiaojiao here but you?" Lou Zichen raised his eyebrows slightly, and asked with a smile.

He held a sunspot between his slender fingers, and clicked, "Do you want to call Afan Jiaojiao?" ”

On the other side, Yu Fan, who was seriously playing chess but was inexplicably disgusted, fell neatly and said coldly: "I don't like men." ”

Lou Zichen looked aggrieved: "It seems that my Jiaojiao seems to have talked to Ah Fan about something last night." ”

“……”

Yin Jiuxian can already calmly classify him as an onset state.

These two killing gods have already cleared the valley, and there is really no need to eat, but she is still a mortal now.

As the saying goes, if you don't eat a meal, you will be hungry.

She must make sure she has enough food intake so that she can survive and find a way to leave.

In the face of absolutely powerful forces, she no longer expected herself to be able to fight them.

So, she rolled up her sleeves: "Are there any ingredients?" ”

"Nope." Yu Fan looked at the chess game without raising his head, "The venison is finished." ”

This means that Yin Jiuxian will go out to solve the problem of eating by himself.

But Yin Jiuxian had been wandering around outside for a long time just now, and in this world shrouded by the enchantment, only wild fruits could satisfy hunger.

Smack.

Lou Zichen was a black son and ended the battle cleanly.

"Jiaojiao, go quickly, this king is still waiting for you to cook a table of good dishes to satisfy your hunger."

"I repeat, don't call me Jiaojiao!" Yin Jiuxian was furious and walked out with a black face.

He looked at her departing back, his eyes dark.

Xu is Tianyu Sect can't eat, and the little girl is not as tall as his chest.

A goose yellow fairy skirt lined her skin better than snow, but it could also wrap her slender waist and breasts.

It was only a few mouthfuls of blood that had been sucked last night, and the person was so weak that it seemed as if he could float away at the sight of the wind.

Isn't it delicate and weak?

The voice is delicate, just right.

Lou Zichen did not reflect on his out-of-bounds behavior at all, but said: "I can't imagine that you still have a tender moment." ”

"It's cold at night, but I'm afraid she'll catch a cold. If she is sick, she will not be able to heal you. Yu Fan's face did not change, and he took a sip of tea.

"Yes, but I distinctly remember that the clothes were put on her before." Lou Zichen did not hesitate to reveal his calmness.

Yu Fan was silent.

"She does resemble her, right?" Lou Zichen said leisurely.

"She's dead." Yu Fan was expressionless, as if he was narrating something that had nothing to do with him.

Even if the person who died was his wife.

It was the white moonlight and the cinnabar mole that he couldn't erase in his heart for a thousand years.

Lou Zichen finally accepted it