Chapter 80: Six Old Bowls

When he found out about the actions of the woman in white, Mo Qing couldn't help but be a little stunned, can this be blown hard?

A pale cyan curtain of light rose from his hand and quickly covered the steaming cauldron. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Then turn around quickly.

In the next picture, he couldn't bear to look at it directly.

"Poof~"

"Phew...... Phew......"

As soon as he turned around, there was a sound of blowing fire with all his strength.

Just after the sound, there was a series of 'blah' sounds.

You don't have to think about Mo Qing to know what the woman in white has suffered.

I turned around and looked at it, and sure enough, it was not true.

Gray ashes were dancing in the smoke.

The woman in white coughed and waved her hands, trying to drive them all away.

However, the effect was not great, and a layer of ash had fallen on her head and face.

The cough subsided slightly, but instead of looking at the flying ashes, she hurriedly looked under the pot.

However, the results are always disappointing, the smoke is more energetic, and the damn flame just doesn't come out.

When the woman in white saw this scene, she couldn't help but raise her willow eyebrows and turn her apricot eyes.

He took a sharp breath, and was ready to give another breath to the immortal fire.

As a result, he was hurriedly stopped by Mo Qing, who was watching the excitement on the side.

If she is allowed to take such a breath again, the meal will be over.

"You're a daughter, you're going to do all this rough work there, and I'm going to deal with this big perverse thing. ”

The woman in white was reluctant at first, but when she saw Mo Qing's sparkling eyes and a layer of ashes falling on the ground, she reluctantly agreed.

She moved to the side, but refused to leave, she wanted to see how Mo Qing got the damn firewood.

Mo Qing squatted on the ground, posing as a tall man, and after a while, a piece of fire appeared in his hand, and then a fireball was thrown into it.

Those firewoods were originally on the verge of burning, and when they encountered a fireball at this moment, they naturally touched it.

Looking at the burning fire, and then looking at Mo Qing's relaxed and freehand appearance, the woman in white had an urge to tear him.

I thought he would use some clever means, but it turned out to be a fireball thrown there, and it was over.

It's too... Too... She couldn't think of an adjective.

It was originally a hot soup, but as soon as the fire under the pot lit, the soup inside immediately 'gurgling' tumbling.

A few white and shiny noodles were put into the pot, a handful of green vegetables were thrown in, and a bowl of steaming noodles was quickly out of the pot.

The woman in white with a black mark on her face and ashes on her head, without the slightest politeness, took a large old bowl of noodles from Mo Qing's hand, reflexively walked to the place just now and squatted down, burying her head in eating.

Mo Qing looked at her and couldn't help but smile, and also walked over, picked up his rice bowl, and then dealt with his own face.

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Mo Qing is gnawing on meat bones, yes, you heard it right, it's gnawing meat bones, because the noodles are gone.

That's seven pounds of flour!

He ate a bowl of noodles, and let the slender woman with light movements pay for the rest.

Is this the amount of food a woman can have?

How many years has it been since someone who hasn't eaten to eat like this?

Mo Qing really wasn't wrong, the woman in white hadn't eaten for many years.

Her sect didn't have these foods, so if she was hungry for cultivation, she would eat a pill of Bigu Pill refined by her sect, and then continue to cultivate.

Bigu Dan is indeed very full, a grain of belly, not hungry for a month.

But if it's a taste, you can't ask for more.

I want to have a taste when I'm hungry, how can there be so many good things in this world.

Besides, people who cultivate immortals, if they don't cultivate well, how can they always pursue these verbal desires.

And with the increase of cultivation, the woman in white gradually reached the point of Bigu, and she didn't know that she was hungry if she didn't eat every day.

Because her cultivation has reached the point where she has been able to nourish herself by relying on the aura of heaven and earth, she doesn't have to eat at all.

However, the current situation is a little special, because of the previous injury, coupled with the poison of the seven-step love flower snake, the cultivation was sealed, and the ability of the woman in white to open the valley is naturally gone.

Coupled with the bone broth boiled by Mo Qing, the noodles made tasted surprisingly good, which hooked the gluttonous worms in her stomach, and this led to the feat of eating six old bowls of noodles in a row.

People are full, and they are a little stretched.

The woman in white was a little embarrassed, she did eat a little too much.

However, when she remembered that she had made a fire before and made a dirty face, Mo Qing was there to watch the lively things, and this embarrassment disappeared immediately.

There is even a little pride in my heart.

"Hmph, let you see my joke, I can't eat enough now, and I deserve to squat there and gnaw bones. ”

When people have enough to eat, they have to eat.

As she slid around, she would find things like a small patch of blood on the mattress that she had forgotten before.

The woman in white's face turned red again.

Looking back and sneaking a glance at Mo Qing, who was holding a meat bone there and eating it forgetfully, she pursed her lips vigorously.

Then he pretended to be casual and quietly leaned towards the edge of the futon.

Pick up the blue spirit sword from the side and put it in front of your eyes to look closely, as if flowers had grown on it.

After secretly glancing at Mo Qing again, he quickly put the spirit sword against the mattress.

With a slight shake of the wrist twice, a small piece of cloth fell into his hand as the spirit sword was withdrawn.

She didn't even dare to look at it, so she hurriedly stuffed it into her arms.

The whole person relaxed at this time, casually playing with the blue spirit sword, intentionally or unintentionally pulling the list on the side, covering the broken mattress.

The medicine that Mo Qing boiled for her, after drinking it, the effect was not bad.

After this period of cultivation, the injury has improved a lot.

I don't know if it's because of the exercises, or if the medicine is really effective, just enough to restrain the seven-step love flower snake venom, anyway, now she can use some mana.

The medicine is still very good, although there is no thousand years old, but there are still seven or eight hundred years.

This stupid guy doesn't know how to judge the age of the medicine, but fortunately he met himself, otherwise, what kind of master would he be really hopeless this time.

If the woman in white knew that Mo Qing was only rudely judging the year according to the size of the elixir, she would definitely stare out her eyes in shock.

Is this an apprentice taught by a skilled medical man?

Mo Qing over there has almost eaten, washing the dishes and chopsticks, cleaning up the mess.

The fist-sized little monkey next to him was squatting on his shoulder, gently grasping his furry head with his little paws, looking cute.

Furry little animals are always likable, especially girls, who like these things.

Clever and lively, and he also has a golden fur Fu General, who is fully equipped to provoke girls.

Although the woman in white has a cold personality, she likes small animals and the like.

It's just that since the little bird named Huang Huang was killed by the master, she no longer raises small animals.

After eating, seeing the lucky general squatting on the edge of a clay basin holding a meat and bone and gnawing non-stop, the woman in white immediately rose up to hug her.

As a result, as soon as his hand was stretched out, the monkey who didn't give face jumped onto Mo Qing's shoulder, and rolled his eyes at himself with disgust.

But the expression was cute.

Knowing that it was because he had put his sword against the neck of the big child before, and he didn't wait to see him, and the woman in white was not angry, who would be angry with a monkey who has always looked so cute.

Putting away her desire to hug Fu Jiang again, the woman in white continued to wander around the slow hole.

When you are hungry, someone cooks, after eating, someone washes the dishes, someone loves when you hurt, and someone boils medicine when you hurt, so this kind of life is called life......

It's just that I haven't enjoyed this kind of life for many years? It's been more than 100 years since my father and mother passed away, right?

was originally a very happy family, but inexplicably the family became broken overnight.

His mother died, and his father protected him from the burning house, but he was soon caught up again.

He defended himself, alone, against a dozen masked men with long knives in their hands.

The father fell......

I should have been stupid at that time, just watching my father slowly fall in front of me, not knowing how to run away, not knowing how to shout......

She remembered her father falling to the ground looking at her.

Pity, love, guilt, reluctance, pity............ There are all kinds of emotions.

Looking at his father who fell to the ground and couldn't move again, he only felt chills all over his body.

The man in black slashed at himself with a sneer, and when the long knife first touched him, he turned into an ice sculpture.

"Ice Attribute Heavenly Spirit Root!"

A slightly surprised cry suddenly sounded, and then a long sword appeared in the air, causing a wave of blood to stir up in the panicked and overwhelmed crowd of black.

I remember very well that a woman in white with beautiful eyes full of surprise appeared in front of him.

She ignored the screams behind her, and just looked at herself carefully.

That person is the master.

............

The master's temperament is very cold, and the woman in white knew it from the first day she came into contact with her.

The master is very good to himself, and the woman in white also knows it.

However, the master's love is different from that of her parents, her love is cold and hard, as if wrapped in a thick layer of ice.

When accepting her kindness, she is often frozen and cold.

She prefers the warm love of her parents, but it ended when she was seven years old......

I thought that I could only taste that feeling again in my dreams, but I didn't expect to encounter it again here today.

Although the other party is only a fourteen or fifteen-year-old child.

The appearance of this feeling fascinated her, so she knew that she should continue to sit down and heal at this time, but she still took small steps in the hole.

She suddenly wanted to say something to the older kid who was still washing the dishes.

But what to say?

She didn't know.

It's nice to stay quietly like this.

She glanced at the older kid who was putting the bowl on the table and thought to herself.