The pigs are cooked in the ding.

"It's worthy of cultivating immortals, I said that there should be a pot, and one will grow underground immediately, could it be that this is a place of treasure? Whether it's gold, silver or wealth, export can come true! ”

Caressing his new cooking utensils, his small eyes burst with infinite enthusiasm.

With this thought in mind, she threw down the fire, jumped back to the lock mountain wall, reverently folded her hands, bowed her head and meditated.

"I want big breasts! Give me big breasts! Extra-large boobs! ”

After praying, his chest was still flat, and he was still not dead, and he closed his eyes and continued to mutter: "Or, it's okay to have a real stranger...... Make no mistake, it's a real knick, not a husky......"

"Phew! It turns out that you can only make a pot, and you can always pick the door! ”

It wasn't until he tried more than ten wishes, but none of them succeeded, that Zhen Xiaoxiao gave up completely, returned to the ding in despair, and cooked the meat with his heart.

After a while, he was accompanied by the ancestor of the Seven Leaves Valley, worshiped by thousands of people, opened the mountain and built a business, wandered freely in the sect for hundreds of years, teased the sect masters of the past dynasties, peeked at the beauties of the mountains, and stole countless pills...... In the seven-leaf treasure ding, bursts of meat fragrance wafted out.

The nerd who drinks porridge every day, for the first time, found that there is something more delicious than bean porridge in the world, and he stretched his head into the ding, almost swallowing his belly with the pot and meat.

Looking at the appearance of the little porridge porridge eating with a mouth full of oil, she rubbed her stomach a little, and her eyes were dazzled with hunger.

Fortunately, there is more than one hungry now!

The crocodile demon guarding outside the lock mountain formation did not go away, it stared at the small porridge porridge that was feasting, and the saliva flowing from its mouth had already merged into a winding river under its feet.

It smells so good! It smells so good!

It feels more delicious than a paste!

Give me a little swollen? If you give it to me, I will never trouble you again.

Finger marks were drawn on the stone, and the crocodile's complaining expression was extremely vivid.

Get out!

Rolling her eyes, anyway, there is a lock mountain array to protect, really little too lazy to take care of this evil beast, she rubbed her shriveled belly, and gently stroked a red jade hanging around her neck, and the black stone hidden in her sleeve.

For sixteen years, she had been disgusted by the strange power in her body that affected the taste of food, but it was not until yesterday that she realized it when she tried her spirit in front of the Medicine Pavilion.

This is her inseparable bloodline.

As long as you close your eyes, it seems that you can reproduce the terrifying scene of the sword shadow in the sky and the karmic fire.

The red-haired gods and demons, with the blue sky above their heads, their feet on the earth, and the fighting intent on their bodies was relaxed.

"Dad, mother, brothers...... One day, I'll find you! Clenching the red jade and the stones, a tear fell from the corner of Zhen Xiao's eye.

At this moment, something suddenly flashed in her waist a few times, pulling her really small thoughts back to reality, she reached out and touched it, only to find that it was the forgotten seven-leaf disciple token.

"Someone looking for me?"

Zhenxiao stood up and decided to take Xiao Congee to take a look in front of the forest.

It has been a day and a night since yesterday's spiritual trial, and the torrential rain has long since stopped, but the ground remains wet.

Zhen Xiaoxiao came to the place where she was separated from the guide brother before. In the distance, I saw Yang Guyu standing at the end of the path looking forward to it.

"Are you alright?" Seeing the two of them appear, Yang Guyu had a smile on his face.

"It's not good, it's miserable." It's really small and quite honest.

"Be content, you, the master said that it is good to be alive, Uncle Huang has always had a small belly and chicken intestines, if it weren't for you to cleverly provoke the suspicion of the valley master and divert attention, you two are only afraid that you two will be buried alive now!"

Yang Guyu, the child, not only chattered, but also spoke a little unpleasantly.