The space inside this square inch shell is estimated to be no more than 30 square meters.

There are obvious signs of fighting in the space.

A sandalwood shelf placed in the space has been split into broken wood, and the daily necessities originally placed on the shelf are scattered all over the floor.

The two large boxes placed on the other side of the space are intact.

"This is the square shell I use to place daily necessities on weekdays. The space inside is not large. It just so happens that the hateful demon can be pulled in and break it with him." Long Zu said.

The old man smiled and looked at Feng Jiao with anticipation: "Miss Feng Jiao, speaking of it, I've been busy fighting for so long just now, and the old man's stomach is a little hungry. Can you..."

Oh, it would be great if he could eat his favorite tin plate tender tofu.

If not, he would not accept other midnight snacks.

The old master Longzu was thinking secretly in his heart, and Ling Yuan's voice came to his ears.

Ling Yuan twitched his lips and said, "If I hadn't thought of forcing that guy into a small space and then extinguishing all the light sources to deal with him, maybe you are still fighting with him now, how could you be leisurely and ask my little chef here for a midnight snack."

"A Yuan, it turns out that you thought of the way to pull the demon who can control the shadow into a space without a light source! Actually, I thought of it, but my farm space is too large, and there are so many precious documents and books in your library, which are also not suitable for fighting. At that time, I was still discussing this matter with Yun Shen, and the battle on your side was over." Feng Jiao looked at Ling Yuan and said with a naive smile.

Looking at her like this, Ling Yuan felt that she was unparalleledly cute, so he walked over and put a kiss on her forehead.

Dragon Ancestor: “…”

Miss Fengjiao, what the old man wants is midnight snack, not dog food!

Feng Jiao smiled at Ling Yuan gently, but of course she did not forget Long Zu. She pulled Ling Yuan's sleeve shyly and signaled that there was someone next to him.

After he let go of his arms, and turned to her hand and tied her fingers, she smiled embarrassedly at Long Zu: "I know you will definitely feel hungry after a fight. So I specially prepared to make some bone soup ramen for you to use as a midnight snack."

Long Zu knew that it was unrealistic to ask the little girl to cook the time-consuming, labor-intensive and thought-provoking iron tofu for him in the middle of the night, but he still wanted to try his best to get some delicious food for himself.

"Then... can you add a few fresh shrimps to the bone soup ramen?" Long Zu asked with anticipation.

Before Feng Jiao could answer, a cold voice came from his ear.

"Some food is good, you still make so many requests with pickyness." Ling Yuan said, twitching the corners of his mouth.

He really felt a little distressed when he needed to work hard and asked her to cook a midnight snack for everyone.

Feng Jiao felt that she should seize every opportunity to practice and improve her cooking skills.
Chapter completed!