At this time, Zhen Xiaoxiao and Cen Yuanqing were still a thousand meters away from the restless bee colony.

The Sand Butterfly stopped in the wind, and had foreseen the tragic scene of the two of them turning into bones in the swarm.

Suddenly seeing so many love letters, Cen Yuanqing couldn't help but be a little distracted.

I still remember that after the battle between Zhen Xiaoxiao and Song Tianyou, the crazy bees and butterflies of various sects immediately set off a craze for confessing to Zhen Xiaoxiao's love letters.

I've been actively involved in it myself!

But hearing that the gifts given by the young talents were ruthlessly returned, Cen Yuanqing thought that these hot letters had already been destroyed by Zhen Xiaoxiao.

I never thought that when I saw them today, they would be kept by the goddess.

I'm so impressed!

Hahahaha, I saw the letterhead I delivered in the wind, and in order to attract the attention of a really small person, when I was writing, the ink was still imprinted with aura fluctuations!

Since it is from your own handwriting, you can naturally recognize it at a glance.

It's just that......

In addition to being moved, Cen Yuanqing's eyes were only filled with incomprehension.

When death is approaching, what does the goddess do with these letters? Could it be that he suddenly remembered someone's benefits, and suddenly felt a little reluctant in his heart?

"Some stupid people, when they write, they also inject their own aura, how can such good firewood be easily wasted?"

Just when Cen Yuanqing wanted to get into trouble, a basin of cold water was splashed on his head.

Leaving no room for imagination, the real little grin lit a fire from his fingertips, and then burned the nearest letter to himself.

Firewood!

Firewood!

It's all high-quality firewood! The aura remaining between the lines of the letterhead was stimulated by the fire intent and spread, quickly helping the fire to spread!

Cracking sound!

Under the instigation of a really little madness, but in the blink of an eye, all the ground salamander meat floating around was evenly wrapped in fire!

"What a mastery, barbecue cheats!"

With a slam of their sleeves and a pull up of the wind and fire, the earth salamanders began to spin counterclockwise in the fire.

"The fire must be steady, the hands must be accurate, and the little fresh meat will turn up!"

Brilliant fire color.

The really small and delicate little face is set off extraordinarily delicate.

Her big watery eyes shone with excitement, and her skin sparkled as if it had been coated with honey.

However, the slogan that came out of his mouth made Cen Yuanqing's eyes crack, and his three views collapsed.

It's really dying, goddess sister!

Get a barbecue!

Are you serious?

Seriously, of course!

Zhen Xiao glanced at Cen Yuanqing fiercely.

Originally, I didn't want to blow out the black knife inheritance very seriously, and easily let Lian Zimiao pick him up and return to the God of War Temple.

However, Zihuan said, the inheritance of the ten blades, I am afraid that there is fraud.

Originally, I didn't want to rely on Xiao Transparent and Xiao Heixue very seriously, lazily enter the top ten, and take the small porridge porridge to the East Hall or the Lingmen to learn art, and feel the benefits of the East Spirit Heaven and Earth, the monk's true paradise.

However, the initiator of this Dan Beast Great Contest ruthlessly removed all her powerful weapons with two sealing formations!

How to compare?

How to compare?

Can you win without cooking?

In this trial of the pit father, there is only dark cooking, and he is not afraid of being exposed to people!

After suppressing Cen Yuanqing's gaze, Zhen Xiao smelled the aroma of meat, felt that the time had come, and immediately sprinkled the spices that had just been ground in his hand around, and then lowered the firepower to further stimulate the delicious taste of the meat.

Her movements are as light and beautiful as dancing.

And the spicy fragrance left by the spices scattered in the wind choked Cen Yuanqing's nose and hair, and his eyes were wet.

Pretty good.

My father would have been relieved to see that he had eaten a full meal before he died.