When Zhao Mengqi woke up, the first thing she saw was a cat.

A sarcastic cat, to be exact...

I don't know why, Zhao Mengqi's mood has become very bad because of this cat...

But in the next second, Zhao Mengqi's pupils widened slightly, as if she had discovered some shocking secret!

This cat! This cat is so high in cultivation!

It's the Dark Night Cat! Looking at the hair and pupils, and then sensing the origin of its spiritual power, this is likely to be the royal blood relatives of the Night Tmall clan!

She was a little out of strength and forced herself to get up, but unfortunately the spirit sword on her waist was nowhere to be found.

Jiang Yuwen looked at Zhao Mengqi's posture with a hint of disdain, at this time, Zhao Mengqi was already at the end of her crossbow, and it was easy for her to take her life.

A person who poses no threat to you is like an ant threatening to challenge a lion.

It doesn't make any sense other than being ridiculous.

"Blackie! It's time to eat! ”

This sentence is very different for Jiang Yuwen.

I saw Jiang Yuwen, who was still full of disdain just now, jumping towards the source of the sound.

Even Zhao Mengqi, who is known as the proud daughter of the sky, can't help but be a little stunned.

Turning around, the kitten who was sarcastic and disdainful of herself just now was coquettish in Wang Fan's arms with great affection...

This man: . What a capability!

can catch the royal family as a favor!

But Zhao Mengqi's surprise is still behind!

Her vigilance was all on Jiang Yuwen before, so she naturally didn't know much about the situation in the house.

After coming back to my senses at this time, I suddenly noticed something strange!

The spiritual power in this room is so strong that it forms a tide of spiritual power!

The huge spiritual power is constantly washing away his slightly damaged meridian points, allowing them to constantly reshape and fill.

Zhao Mengqi slightly operated his own family's breathing method.

It's just a moment, and the sea of qi inside will emerge a little bright!

Look at the furnishings again.

The eternal burial dragon grass that can only grow by bathing in the blood of a thousand years of dragon blood.

In an extremely cold place, it can only be born by absorbing a hundred kinds of different ice.

Located in the center of the spiritual spring, it can only bloom in the empty valley spirit flower.

The furnishings and flowers in the house are all spiritual root fairy grasses that are rare for thousands of years!

If you look closely, one person and one cat outside the house, the food in the bowl is the best spiritual rice, and one grain can build the foundation!

Phoenix blood for soup, dragon bones for meat!

Zhao Mengqi is a generation of Tianjiao, and his vision is naturally not low.

But even she hadn't seen any of the furnishings in the house in the world!

Why did these rare objects that only exist in books gather in the hands of one person?

Why would the royal blood relatives of the Dark Night Tmall be willing to be their raccoon slaves?

The handsome and kind young man in front of him was already far beyond measurability in Zhao Mengqi's heart at this time!

It's ridiculous that before I thought that this senior was plotting against him.

As everyone knows, others can buy ten lives for themselves by taking out a flower and plant!

Wang Fan also noticed Zhao Mengqi's gaze, turned around and smiled.

"Are you awake? Hungry? Would you like to have a bite to eat? ”

Zhao Mengqi, as a cultivator, naturally won't be hungry, but is it food in front of him?

It's clearly a cultivation that can be eaten!

Don't say anything else!

If you don't encounter a bottleneck, this bowl of top-grade spiritual rice alone can make your cultivation improve by leaps and bounds!

She walked up to Wang Fan with some complicated and tangled feelings, and saluted solemnly.

"Junior, Zhao Mengqi, has seen senior!"

Wang Fan, who was picking up a piece of dragon marrow, was also stunned when he saw Zhao Mengqi's solemn salute, and shook his head and smiled.

"Where can I be a senior, you can call me Wang Fan."

After that, Wang Fan casually took out a pair of chopsticks from the storage ring and motioned for Zhao Mengqi to sit down and eat.

Zhao Mengqi couldn't help but set off a stormy wave in her heart!

This bowl of chopsticks.. It turned out to be a spiritual artifact?

The spirit weapon is also divided into grades, if you compare the spirit sword you wear with this bowl and chopsticks.

The two are no different from the mud!

Of course, his own spirit sword is worthless mud!

Zhao Mengqi, who was already a little restrained, was even more restless.

She thought about it in her mind.

"The life-saving grace of the seniors, the younger generations are unforgettable, if the seniors command in the future, the younger generations will not hesitate to go to the soup and fire, but the delicacies in front of them..."

Zhao Mengqi frowned slightly, her expression seemed to be extremely entangled, but in the end she still spoke firmly.

"Such a delicacy is really unblessed, if you swallow it, I am afraid that it will be difficult to repay such a great favor!"

It's hard to imagine that this sentence came out of the mouth of a proud woman like Zhao Mengqi.

You must know that this is a Tianjiao who is determined to crush his peers and crown an era.

And at this moment, in her eyes, the meal in front of Wang Fan has become a favor that she can hardly repay...

Wang Fan looked at the serious look on Zhao Mengqi's face, and the somewhat casual smile on his face gradually put away.

looked at Zhao Mengqi very seriously.

"You.. It's tiring. ”

Not an interrogative sentence, not a rhetorical question, but an affirmative sentence.

In Wang Fan's eyes, Zhao Mengqi saw an emotion that he once hated and now longed for.

It's called pity.

"It's just a meal, it's not personal."

Wang Fan took care of himself and served a bowl of rice for Zhao Mengqi and put the dishes and chopsticks into her palm.

"Your spirit sword is really badly damaged, but I didn't let go when I saw you unconscious, I was sure that this sword was your beloved thing, so I simply repaired it for you, and I will take you to see it after eating."

Zhao Mengqi looked at Wang Fan, only to feel that his throat was choked, and the iceberg on his face collapsed in an instant.

Some of them were at a loss to bury their faces in the rice bowl and put the rice grains in their mouths.

The best spiritual rice, which should be sweet, is extremely bitter and salty at the moment.

Wang Fan looked at Zhao Mengqi's appearance and smiled slightly.

"Delicious, right? I've always been good at my craft. ”

Zhao Mengqi raised her head, revealing a touching and beautiful smile, and bowed her head slightly.

"Well, this m.. It's so sweet. ”

The two looked at each other and smiled.

Looking at this scene, Jiang Yuwen on the side instantly felt that the spiritual rice in the bowl was not fragrant!

"Meow meow?! (What a joke!) Why can she eat when she just comes! ）”

Zhao Mengqi looked at the spirit sword in his hand that basically had not changed, but the quality had improved by more than one level, and his lips trembled slightly and looked at Wang Fan.

"Seniors. Is this what you call a simple repair? ”

Zhao Mengqi was shocked!

Previously, his spirit sword could only be counted as a mid-level spirit weapon, but now, his spirit sword may have exceeded the scope of a spirit weapon!

It can even be called a magic weapon now!

And it's not that kind of ordinary magic weapon, it should be an artifact to suppress the luck of a clan!

Looking at Zhao Mengqi's hesitant expression, Wang Fan thought that his low-level spirit treasure and basic forging were unreliable...

"Well, I did just do do a simple repair, because I still have to keep the original appearance, so I don't dare to use too much force."

"That.. How much effort did the seniors use? ”

"It's only two percent? It's almost a little more than 10 percent! ”

Zhao Mengqi?!