In this world, some people can move mountains and seas, some people can break rivers and destroy cities, some people can fly into the sky, and naturally there are monsters who can speak.

The fat cat next to Li Tianyi is a demon.

The one-legged thorn bird that falls to Meishan on a spring night is a demon.

30,000 miles of Kunlun, the mountains are full of demons, demons are not unusual, not unusual at all, but the demons that can grow into papaya eggs are a little unusual.

The little begonia is a papaya demon, a demon cultivated by plants absorbing the aura of heaven and earth.

In the kitchen of Changle Inn, the melon demon who was almost thrown into the stove and burned to death struggled to break free from the rag bag, and was afraid for a while: "I have been buried in Changshan for 50 years, and I have been blowing in the corner of the cliff for 50 years, and I finally saw the light of day, and I was almost roasted to death, this world is really terrible." ”

Twisting his chubby body, Xiao Haitang looked around arrogantly: "I am different from these spiritually unspiritual papaya eggs, I am the most noble existence in papaya." ”

The two chubby little paws folded: "Give me a handsome young man!"

Left twist.

Right twist.

Stretching out his arms and kicking his legs, the little begonia is having fun.

And then.

She was grabbed by a strong hand.

When I got closer, I had a pair of sleepy eyes, half of my eyes were open and half of my eyes were closed: "Have you become a fine papaya?" I said how did I hear movement in the kitchen, and I thought it was a mouse!"

The little begonia who was caught by the melon demon, the little short legs kicked hard, the little claws opened their teeth and danced their claws, and the immature voice roared: "Let go of me, ugly monster!"

"Humph!"

The person rubbing her eyes was naturally Ning Hongdou, she was just about to fall asleep when she heard movement in the kitchen, and at this time, she stared wide-eyed to check, a stunted, sallow-complexed, wrinkled, ugly rotten papaya, indeed worthy of the three words ugly.

Ning Hongdou wanted to laugh a little: "Do you mean that you are an ugly monster and let me let you go, or do you mean that I am an ugly monster?" Think about it and say it again, I am hungry now, I heard that the papaya is shredded and wrapped in flour and fried, crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, it is delicious!"

The melon demon Xiao Haitang stopped his hand instantly, trembling with fright, and thought to himself: "God, the world is too terrible, why do you want to eat me when you come up?"

"Baby grievance!"

"Baby wants to cry!"

It's been a long time since nightfall.

Ning Hongdou calculates the time, everyone is estimated to be back, if there is a bowl of papaya porridge on the table at this time, it must be a very beautiful thing.

Cool on the board.

A kitchen knife on the left and right.

The melon demon Xiao Begonia's heart was cold, and the two knives were placed on the side of his body, and he didn't dare to move if he wanted to. The stove had already begun to burn oil, and the hot water next to it was about to boil, and clouds of mist and water vapor came out.

Ning Hongdou sharpened the knife leisurely, she didn't have the burden to kill people, and of course she didn't have to cut melons, while sharpening the knife, she smiled shallowly at the melon demon.

The sound of grinding knives, on the stove in this night, is extremely terrifying.

The melon demon Little Begonia who fell on the board couldn't cry, so he could only say cautiously: "My lord, can you not eat the little begonia?" You see, I am actually quite ugly, the melon meat is very difficult to eat, I have grown for 50 years, and I have been blown by the mountain wind for 50 years, there is no moisture, it is bitter and astringent and sticky to the teeth, and it is unpalatable to death. ”

Ning Hongdou: "I heard that the monster who ate the essence of the spirit prolongs life, I haven't tried it, I want to try it today." ”

After getting more than a dozen territories, Ning Hongdou is in a good mood, in a good mood, has a good appetite, and naturally wants to eat, she didn't lie to this melon demon, she really hasn't eaten papaya that has become a fine one.

Want to try it!

Bring hot water to a boil.

The oil pan was bubbling and bubbling.

The melon demon Little Begonia's heart was beating violently, and suddenly he had the courage, jumped up regardless of life and death, and began to twist his body violently.

The desire to survive bursts out of the desperate situation of life and death.

The melon demon dances!

For the sake of Boning's red beans, Xiao Haitang even turned his papaya outward, revealing the yellow and clear inside......

Well, it's really spicy eyes!

Ning Hongdou raised his eyes and said leisurely: "I seem to be thinking wrong, it shouldn't be fried, isn't it sweeter to peel and steam?"

The melon demon Little Begonia, halfway through the dance, listened to this, and directly stumbled, and roared in his heart: "I'll go to you second uncle!"

"Woman!"

"I'm at odds with you!"

I thought so in my heart, but my mouth said lowly: "My lord, if you don't like dancing, it doesn't matter, Begonia will have a lot of things, long nights, eating sweets hurts your teeth and stomach." It's not that I can't eat it, I'm completely thinking about your health!"

Ning Hongdou looked at the door, Lu Yan was still standing at the door, and the person hadn't come back yet, so he had time. Stretching his waist, he was indeed a little bored: "Then what else will you do?"

The melon demon Little Begonia's eyes lit up.

There's a play!

It's time to show your retrograde power!

Turned over and rolled under the stove, rummaged in the kitchen in a panic for a while, and explained while turning: "My lord, wait a minute, I'll be fine right away, right away!"

After two cups of tea.

The melon demon Xiao Haitang shouted: "My lord, the first show, change, drama, law!"

An orange rag, raised his hand and shook it, and put his backhand on his body: "My lord, look, I am a papaya, and now I am a carrot!"

Ning Hongdou: "......"

The melon demon Xiao Haitang laughed embarrassedly, and the laughter gradually decreased: "Steady, steady, the moment of life and death!"

The trick doesn't work, then?

The melon demon begonia was poured under the fire, and when he looked up again, he was covered in ashes: "My lord, do you look like a sika deer?"

Ning Hongdou: "......"

Melon demon Little Begonia: "My lord, you may not like sika deer, I'll give you another one!"

Ginger is stuck in the door of the head, green onions are stabbed behind the buttocks, dried chili peppers are chewed raw, and garlic is stuffed in the nostrils...... The melon demon Xiao Begonia can be regarded as having the ability to take care of the house, and the things that can be used in the kitchen, she thinks can make Ning Hongdou happy, and she uses all of them.

I can't help but pay attention.

Whether it will be eaten or not, it depends on your own creation, the feeling of the melon demon Xiao Begonia is very accurate, Ning Hongdou is a cultivator, not an ordinary person, even if she has a hundred legs, it is impossible for her to escape like this.

The night of the twenty-ninth day of the lunar month is not destined to be an ordinary night.

Ning Hongdou picked up a small papaya.

A cyan mantis crawled in the harem of the Tang Kingdom.

This praying mantis, small in size and with a bright green body, climbed directly onto Queen Fei Wenxiu's desk.

In the brightly lit temple of the god of recuperation, Fei Wenxiu buried his body in the sea of folded texts, Zhou Zheng's incomparable italic small characters are exactly the same as Li Tianyi's pen style, and there is no distinction between authenticity and falsehood.

Fei Wenxiu, who had never been moody, saw the mantis on the desk, her face changed suddenly, and her fingers suddenly broke the precious brush.

The praying mantis seemed to know that it couldn't speak loudly here, so it carefully blocked its mouth, lowered its voice and said, "Miss Wenxiu, the master entrusted me to pass you a letter." ”

After a pause, the praying mantis conjured a note from his body, and read silently according to the words on the note: "In the late spring and March, the wind is shining, and the flowers and branches are broken to send the wine boat." Xiling Mountain is soaked in water, and the willow color of Nanchi is green and smoky. ”

The poem mentions 'March'.

Ning Hongdou had met a 'March' before, that young man, covering the snow, playing umbrellas, painting, and Tu Youzhou......

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