I saw that the chicken in Dingli was almost cooked.

Zhenxiao stood up and said a word of advice to Lian Zimiao with a smile.

"I can't eat it, I'll go to Phantom Bamboo and get some snacks for Shaozun."

The meat she made was specially for small porridge, and she didn't want to be the first woman in Dongling to put Lian Zimao down.

Waiting for the really little bouncing figure to disappear into the snow, Xiao Congee patted the dust on his knees, grabbed the fattest chicken from the pot, and stuffed it into Lian Zimao's hand.

"You're welcome, eat!"

With a smile on his face, Xiao Porridge was so generous to his food for the first time.

Lian Zimao, who was holding the Zhuguo steamed chicken, looked deeper, and quickly recalled the beast that was put down by real small food all the way during the Eastern Spirit Pill Beast Competition......

Ask yourself, his physique is not much stronger than the Xuansha Poison Centipede, which is famous for carrying poison.

Think about the porridge again.

You!

Definitely not a fool!

Raising his head suddenly, Lian Zimiao stared at the eyes of the little porridge, and almost burst into flames!

But the fire comes and goes quickly.

No way!

forcibly suppressed the impulse in his heart to test the essence of Xiao Congee with coercion, Lian Zimiao understood that once he was like this, it was very likely that he would end up being framed by the other party as a "bully".

Lian Zimao's eyes flickered several times, and finally squeezed out four words from between his teeth.

"Thank you, not hungry."

He said that he was not hungry, and did not throw the chicken back into the ding, but carefully wrapped it in a cloth and stuffed it into his storage bag.

Lian Zimiao tried his best to endure it, unwilling to clash head-on with Xiao Congee.

This person can provide considerable combat power for the upcoming North-East War, and as the guardian of the Eastern Spirit, he must maintain a relationship.

And at this time, the most headache for Lian Zimao was that he hadn't seen Zhou Zhou a few times, why was he full of anger towards himself?

Hey?

It's really amazing!

Xiao Congee Congee was stunned, but he didn't expect Lian Zimiao to already know the power of Xiao Xiao's cooking skills, and he didn't expect that even if he knew that he was harming people, he was not provoked.

It's hard to deal with!

Xiao Congee grabbed the chicken and nibbled on it. I was a little wary of Lian Zihao.

He knew that if he was careful, once he was discovered by Xiaoxiao, he would lose......

"I'm back."

It's really small and goes fast and comes back quickly, carrying a delicate little basket on his arm.

Putting the basket in front of Lian Zimiao, Zhenxiao sat back next to Xiao Congee and smiled apologetically at Lian Zimiao.

"Shaozun probably knows that what I make is unacceptable to ordinary people."

It's not stingy, it's too self-aware.

It's okay to poison ordinary people, but if you poison Lianzi, I'm afraid that my head will fall to the ground.

Hear no!

You are all ordinary people.

It's just me, not ordinary!

I feel that Xiaoxiao is praising herself, and the little porridge porridge is triumphant.

"It doesn't matter."

Lian Zimiao waved his hand and handed out two glasses of wine to Zhen Xiaoxiao and Xiao Congee. Then open the basket, pinch a piece of pastry with two fingers, and stuff it into your mouth.

"Ji Zimo and Cen Yuanqing, are they okay in the God of War Temple?" It's really a little bit to start talking first.

I thought about it for a while, and there was no news of those two guys, and even Shaozun suddenly visited the Lingmen, so he naturally had to seize the opportunity and hurry up to greet him.

"The two of them......"

Lian Zimiao's gaze deepened, pondered for a moment, and then told Zhen Xiaoxiao a joke about the four hundred nights of grace with a dark face.

"Poofhahahaha!"

Because the story is too lethal.

The smile was so small that he couldn't control it, and the wine he had just taken sip of spurted out of his nose.