Chapter 322: A Bowl of Shredded Chicken Porridge (4)

Qiao Xiang thought that he would definitely turn around and check the authenticity from his own face, but he didn't.

Canghai is still just facing the wall, looking up at the sky slightly. nodded. "Hmm. He said: "When I saw you that time, you were carrying a sword," Fang only half turned around and looked at Qiao Xiang, "Yes?"

Qiao Xiang rolled his eyes and said deliberately, "Which time?"

Canghai rolled his eyes and said helplessly: "The time you threw me down and imprinted the scabbard on me." ”

"Oh. Qiao Xiang still said deliberately: "That's the time I saved your life." Lowered eyelids, raised eyebrows, and nodded, "Not bad." ”

"Is it a worthy blade?" Canghai asked again.

"Yes. Qiao Xiang still lowered his eyelids, "Habitual weapons," raised his eyes, "I will only do this, my martial arts are like that, you should be able to see it." ”

Canghai thought for a while, turned his head to face the wall again, tilted his head slightly, and said to himself: "So you can't be a pit viper." Put the wooden spoon into the porridge and slowly draw a circle, "Do you have eyebrows?"

Qiao Xiang said: "No." After answering, he asked, "About the 'lying pit viper'?"

Canghai looked at the pot and nodded. Still casually, saying something terrible. "I've checked your property. ”

Qiao Xiang's eyes widened slightly.

Canghai continued: "The nine sons of Long have titles and fiefs, and they can raise soldiers, and they should be equal to the princes, but they only obey the orders of the gods. And you are alone, there is such an ancestral house left, subject to the 'Daichun Pavilion', it is the pavilion owner who ordered someone to send you a case of silver every month to support you, although you open a group, but like medicinal materials, the money is subsidized by the pavilion. ”

After that, the fire was not turned off, and the porridge pot was still sitting on the stove, and only two bowls were brought out on a tray. As soon as he turned around, he saw Qiao Xiang's smiling face that was so bitter that he was dying.

Qiao Xiang said: "What you said makes me feel like I'm still alive." ”

Canghai said blankly: "Then you are still laughing." ”

Qiao Xiang was completely speechless. Entering the kitchen to bring out the white sliced chicken, seeing Canghai holding the tray handle and standing in front of the seat, staring at the lump of rice in the bowl that could not be fed to the rabbits, Qiao Xiang turned to the other side and saw him with an innocent face.

Canghai raised his head and said in surprise: "You secretly added rice to my bowl?

Qiao Xiangmao sat halfway up his waist and immediately stood up straight and said, "That's what you have left, why did you frame me?!" saw him flatten his mouth, sat silently, and muttered: "Is it really my own leftover?" took a bowl of chicken porridge, held a porcelain spoon and skimmed the soup. Satisfied closed his eyes and sighed.

Qiao Xiang hummed lightly and sat down to continue eating. Looking at Canghai and chicken porridge, he pursed his lips contemptuously.

Canghai said: "That porridge is better to cook for a while, it will taste better tomorrow." Do you know about the four groups of killers and the secret interception of Long Jiuzi?"

Qiao Xiang said: "I don't know what to do. Suddenly raised his eyes, looked at the sea in surprise, and was quite puzzled.

Qiao Xiang couldn't help but smile bitterly.

Canghai frowned slightly, silently ate a few spoonfuls of chicken porridge, and Fang pondered: "You don't know about the four killers of Lu Dao, and why did you happen to help me that day? Didn't you know in advance that someone wanted to kill me, so you followed me? I asked you why you happened to appear there, but you never answered. ”

Qiao Xiang stared at another bowl of steaming chicken porridge that had not been touched, and smiled slightly: "I'm following you, how?"

(To be continued......)

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