By the time Feng Qin Xue came out of the tunnel, Feng Qianmo had already sat on the edge of the ruins, drinking the green plum tea that Qingluan was respectfully holding for a long time.

"Boy, is the black gold scraped out?" As soon as he finished speaking, a brick came to him.

"Black your sister, this is obviously sand and gravel!" Feng Qinxue put her paws in the bag and threw all the bricks inside at Feng Qianmo.

Feng Qianmo looked at the black bricks in front of him like raindrops, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he decisively used the Qingluan that delivered tea to block the bricks.

......

With a tragic birdsong, Feng Qinxue finally threw the bricks in the bag.

"Apprentice, are you done throwing it away?" Feng Qianmo lazily straightened his black hair, and looked at Qingluan who was smashed half-dead with pity in his jade-like eyes, and shook his head with a sigh.

If these bricks were to be smashed on him, it would probably be half his life......

Qingluan, how are you going......

"It's over!" Feng Qinxue gasped, and Mo Yu's eyes said with a hint of resentment.

"As a lady for everyone, I don't know how to be civilized. Look, what did Qingluan look like?!" Feng Qianmo swayed with his movements in a white robe, and looked at Qingluan, who fell to the ground foaming at the mouth, and was covered in darkness with the word pity in his eyes, and couldn't help but sigh, "Qingluan, you go well." I haven't even eaten Qingluan meat......"

In an instant, Qingluan's closed eyes opened again.

Want to eat it? Is it not even a dead body?!

No, you can't hang it!

"Apprentice, Qingluan is not dead, you can continue to smash ......" As soon as the words fell, Qingluan's eyes rolled ......

It turns out that you still want him to smash it in vain?

Daddy......

The corners of Feng Qinxue's mouth twitched, and the wind was messy.

Why did she feel a little sympathy for the white chicken?

If Qingluan knew that it was a chicken in Feng Qinxue's heart, she would definitely be angry again.

"Apprentice, let's eat Qingluan meat together! Anyway, the teacher hasn't eaten Qingluan meat yet......" Feng Qianmo lowered his head and looked at the fainted Qingluan, and fiddled with his fingers, "It's dirty, it's still edible." ”

"Chirp!!" Qingluan woke up instantly and screamed!

What are you going to do, I'm not dead yet!

"In vain, plucking ......" was expressionless.

Feng Qinxue was holding the murder weapon in her hand, with a sinister smile on the corner of her mouth, and she looked at Qingluan with pity in her eyes.

What are you going to do! A certain Qingluan held his chest and stepped back a few meters, looking at Feng Qinxue with his eyes open.

"Plucking ......" calmly spit out two words.

With a scream, Qingluan successfully changed from an auspicious beast with the title of a white angel to a bald donkey bird......

It's really not even a slag left......

"Master, after the hair is plucked, can you start eating?" Feng Qinxue sharpened her knife and looked at Feng Qianmo calmly and asked.

"Yes. Nodding.

Wait, where did you get the knife! Wait, where did you get this whetstone!

"Chirp, tweet!" Qingluan jumped and screamed, hoping to get back a trace of Feng Qianmo's sanity and tell the witch to stop!

"Master, do you mean it's better to be steamed or braised better?" Feng Qinxue looked at the six-zhang tall Qingluan, and asked wickedly with the corners of her mouth curled.

"How to make it delicious, how to make it!" Feng Qianmo took a sip of tea and said lightly, as if he had given Qingluan a life and death order.

"Chirp!"

"Little white chicken, where do you want to run?!"