Master Wuzhi's glance was like a dragonfly passing through the water and disappeared immediately.

But Su Luo's heart tightened!

What does Master Wuzhi mean? Did he have doubts?

Although Su Luo has amazing cooking skills, if you are targeted by your old bald donkey who is close to the demon, Su Luo knows that he will definitely not be able to take advantage of it.

While resting, Su Luo was preparing meals for Pu Xiaohu.

Master Wuzhi suddenly glanced at Su Luo: "…%…%…%##￥@…”

A series of strange pronunciations were spoken.

He obviously said this passage to Su Luo.

Pu Xiaohu couldn't help but be curious and said with a smile: "Master Wuzhi, what are you talking about? I only know that you are gurgling, but I can't understand a word."

Master Wuzhi did not answer Pu Xiaohu's words, but kept staring at Su Luo with a smile on his face and kind-hearted eyes.

Su Luo is making soup.

Originally, Su Luo wanted to put some things in the soup, but poison was also divided into people.

For powerful people like Master Wuzhi, the poisons of ordinary people have no effect on them. After becoming a master god, their bodies themselves have the effect of detoxification.

Moreover, if discovered, Su Luo could not escape at all.

Thinking of this, Su Luo could only silently put the poison back.

And at this moment, Master Wuzhi said a lot of words to her.

Su Luo suddenly remembered the Chisen she played. He belonged to Duoduo tribe, and what Master Wuzhi said just now was the local dialect of Duoduo tribe.

Su Luo plays Qisen, so he has naturally adjusted Qisen's information and read it.

At this moment, Su Luo's hand holding the spoon paused slightly, and she turned to look at Master Wuzhi.

Master Wuzhi smiled with a smile on his lips and his eyes were compassionate, but those eyes were like an abyss, and he could not see the bottom at first glance... It seemed that he could sink deeply at first glance, not knowing who he was.

Su settled down and said a few syllables lightly: "￥%…￥…%￥…”

Will Su Luo know the language of the Duoduo tribe? To be honest, Su Luo doesn’t know.

But at this moment, Su Luo was extremely grateful... When she was in the palace, the Demon Emperor asked her to read books for a year.

Duoduo races belong to a race with a small population. Because they are afraid that racial writing will be destroyed in the long river of history, the palace has a set of text and pronunciation.

Wasn't it to deal with the Demon Emperor's random inspection at that time? So all the text, voice, image, and video... Su Luo put them in his mind.

The reason why she paused just now was because there was too much knowledge in her mind, and she needed some time to call it out.

Master Wuzhi's mouth raised slightly and continued to say something.

This time, the pronunciation and intonation have changed again.

Su Luo answered another respectfully.

The pronunciation and tone are exactly the same as that of Master Wuzhi.

Pu Xiaohu watched the two people ask and answer each other, and couldn't help but be curious!

"What are you talking about? Why don't I understand?!" Although Pu Xiaohu was laughing, his expression was not good. Could it be that these two people were hiding something from him?

Su Luo glanced at Master Wuzhi, and Master Wuzhi signaled him to say.

Su Luo smiled and said to Pu Xiaohu: "Don't calm down. Master Wuzhi asked me in the language of Duoduo clan, "I'm happy to stay by the Major General. What my subordinates answered is that stay by the Major General, it's right."

The honor that my subordinates can’t get.”
Chapter completed!