Chapter 141: Go out to carry firewood

Song Yizhi picked up a piece of firewood and put it on the cushion, and then picked up the axe with both hands and chopped it down.

"Smack!"

The firewood was split in half.

Song Yizhi put down the axe, picked up half of the firewood, put it away, and went down with another axe.

"Smack!"

"Bump!"

Watching Song Yizhi skillfully chopping wood with an axe, Wei Ling was stunned.

Song Yizhi, are you serious about being so skilled?!

Shen Zheng watched Song Yizhi pick up firewood and chop firewood, and walked up to be responsible for picking up firewood and setting it up, so that Song Yizhi only needed to chop firewood.

The young man sitting not far away looked at Song Yizhi's skillful movements and squinted slightly.

This little girl looks like she often chops wood, otherwise she wouldn't be so skillful.

Moreover, this axe is made of heavy iron, and with her cultivation, she can pick up the axe without spiritual power alone, and this strength ......

What did she grow up eating?

Sinking iron, as the name suggests, is a very heavy iron ore, which is generally used to refine weapons such as meteor hammers.

Wei Ling looked at Song Yizhi's neat and neat figure, walked up after recovering from the shock, reached out and took the firewood in Shen Zheng's hand and put it on the cushion, and said, "Shen Zheng, I'll come."

If Song Yizhi hadn't pulled her aside, she would be the one who was chopping wood there now.

Shen Zheng naturally knew that she had to give Wei Ling a chance to perform, she stepped aside and looked at the two of them, looked at them for a while and said, "Miss Song, if you are tired, change me." ”

"It's not a big problem." Song Yi said without raising his head.

Shen Zheng was helpless.

"You're a demon cultivator." The young man's gaze fell on Shen Zheng.

Shen Zheng learned the rules of the immortal cultivation realm, raised his hand and saluted the young man, "Shen Zheng of the demon realm has seen his predecessors. ”

"What ethnicity are you?" The young man spoke lightly.

"The younger generation is from the Siyin Snake Clan." Shen Zheng replied without humility or arrogance.

No wonder, just Jin Dan Xiuwei has a human form, it turns out to be this kind of bloodline.

The young man withdrew his gaze and took a sip of the tea in the bowl.

Wei Ling glanced at Shen Zheng in surprise, and she said while putting the firewood on the pad, "Shen Zheng, your original form is a snake?" ”

Shen Zheng looked at Song Yizhi and Shen Zheng with a little nervousness, "Hmm."

As far as she knows, girls seem to be quite afraid of snakes, and she doesn't know if Miss Song and Wei Ling will ......

"That's cool!" Wei Lingliang's sparkling gaze looked at Shen Zheng, and then hurriedly released the firewood, "Shen Zheng, your original form must be good-looking, right?!"

Shen Zheng smiled shyly and said humbly, "Generally, it's not as good-looking as other races." ”

Wei Ling smiled and asked, "Then do you have snake venom?" ”

Shen Zheng and Wei Ling have been together for so long, so they naturally know what the hell Wei Ling is thinking, she said, "You die, I don't dare to give you venom." ”

Wei Ling glanced at Shen Zheng with regret.

"What an uninformed junior." The young man opened his mouth with a poisonous tongue, "It's also thanks to your friend, if it were the other Yin Snake Clan, you would have been in a different place by now." ”

The corners of Wei Ling's mouth twitched, and he muttered, "You are well-informed, senior, my junior must not know so much." ”

Although Wei Ling was talking, the work on his hands did not stop.

Ye Hanxing's gentle voice sounded, "The snake venom of the Siyin Snake Clan is extremely tricky and highly poisonous, their clan has clan rules, and snake venom can't be given to people casually, let alone killed casually, well, asking for snake venom from the Siyin Snake Clan seems to them to be a provocation and declaration of war." ”

Wei Ling was stunned for a moment, and then hurriedly said to Shen Zheng, "Shen Zheng, listen to my explanation, I didn't mean that, I don't know!" ”

Shen Zheng said with a smile, "I know you didn't mean that, you see, I didn't do anything with you, did I?" ”

"Love you!" Wei Ling said as he continued to put the firewood on the pad.

Facing Wei Ling's straightforwardness, Shen Zheng smiled shyly.

Because of Song Yizhi's skillful and neat movements, their chopping speed is not slow, and it is easy to chop these firewood within an hour.

"In the end, it is the doctor of the Medicine King Valley, he has a lot of knowledge, much better than this uninformed junior." The young man spoke lightly.

Wei Ling, who was disgusted, silently bowed his head and worked.

Night Hanxing smiled, gentle and humble, "The seniors have won the award." ”

The youth is not talking.

It took half an hour for Song Yizhi to finish chopping the firewood, and when she saw the place where the firewood was piled up, she put down the axe, picked up some chopped firewood and sent it over to be stacked neatly.

Wei Ling and Shen Zheng also learned from Song Yizhi to pile firewood, and the three of them were not slow, and after a while, they stacked the firewood neatly, and cleaned up the chopping firewood by the way.

Looking at the three girls who were chatting a few words while they were busy, the young man was a little satisfied.

It looks like they are all girls from high backgrounds, who can endure hardships and do rough work, which is good.

When everything is ready, the hour has not yet arrived.

Song Yizhi raised his hand and saluted the young man, and said softly, "Senior, we have fulfilled your requirements. ”

Looking at Song Yizhi, who was out of breath and blushing, the young man raised his eyebrows in a little surprise, "Not tired?" ”

After chopping so much firewood by one person, followed by moving firewood and cleaning, she didn't breathe a little bit, this little girl was terrible.

"Get used to it." Song Yizhi spoke truthfully.

That's a lot of work to her.

Wei Ling looked at the young man a little nervously and apprehensively.

The young man pointed to the kitchen and said, "Last request, if you make a meal that satisfies me, I will grant her request. ”

Song Yizhi nodded, "What taboos do seniors have?" ”

"Nope." The youth spoke.

Song Yizhi bowed her head, she pinched a dust-removing trick and walked to the kitchen.

Wei Ling and Shen Zheng hurriedly followed and prepared to help.

In the kitchen.

Wei Lingdong looked west.

The kitchen was neat and clean, but she, who had never set foot in the kitchen, really didn't know where to start.

"What should I do?" Wei Ling opened his mouth a little confused.

Facing Wei Ling and Shen Zheng's eyes for help, the corners of Song Yizhi's mouth twitched slightly, "No, why don't you know how to cook and follow up?" ”

Looking at their posture, I thought they could cook, but I didn't think about it...... Aren't you going into the kitchen for the first time?

"Ahem...... Wei Ling's eyes flickered for a moment, and then he said unreasonably, "Shen Zheng and I won't, but we know that you will, I thought, why don't you teach me to do it?" Don't worry, I'm still very talented! ”

Song Yizhi glanced at Wei Ling with a slight suspicion, and then she reached out and took a few jars and put them in front of Wei Ling.

"Which jar is sugar?" Song Yizhi asked.

Wei Ling looked down and saw that the jar was full of white powder.

"This ......" Wei Ling's face was embarrassed, she looked up at Song Yizhi, then at Shen Zheng, and finally at a few jars.

No, isn't it all the same?

Wei Ling sniffed them one by one but didn't smell anything, so he could only point to a jar casually and say, "This, this?" ”

Song Yizhi raised his hand and pointed to the kitchen door, "Go out and carry firewood." ”

Wei Ling let out an "oh", rolled up his sleeves and went to carry firewood.

Song Yizhi looked at the fresh vegetables and meat in the kitchen, picked out some and handed them to Shen Zheng, "Wash the vegetables." ”

Shen Zheng nodded, "I still know this!" ”

Song Yizhi watched both of them go out, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

These two eldest ladies who don't touch the spring water with their fingers let them cook, and the kitchen is dangerous.

(End of chapter)