Zhaocai and Jinbao look fierce, but his personality is like a woman in the water town of Jiangnan, and she is very soft and glutinous. Similarly, she also likes to lose beans.

When fighting with it, it always hides behind Hua Xiaomi. If it is injured, it will definitely be the first to come out to cry.

Of course, it is not useless to attract wealth and treasure. On the contrary, it is very useful.

Its spiritual power is like the flowers, plants and trees in the forest, full of vitality and vitality, but it is very gentle.

If Hua Xiaomi is injured, she will be cured soon after it is treated.

Zhaocai Jinbao's hand was very big, and one hand could cover most of Hua Xiaomi's face. A bright green light flashed by. She felt itchy on her face, and a warm and cool breath flowed all over her body, suppressing the feeling of scratching her ears and scratching like a monkey, and quietly waiting.

Soon, Zhaocai Jinbao withdrew his hand and his breath was a little depressed.

But the same Hua Xiaomi's face, along with the scars on her body, was gone, and her skin was smooth and white, just like before.

I was injured by the Spirit Pearl before, and I planned to ask Zhaocai Jinbao to treat it, but it was cured by myself, but there were a few sequelae.

She thought Zhaocai and Jinbao only treated the wounds, not the scars.

Think about it now, the skill of Zhaocai Jinbao can really "Guicai Jinbao"!

No matter where, women always love beauty. If the female cultivator who often fights, they will create a scar that cannot be removed. At that time, she will put Zhaocai and treasure there. Wouldn't the spirit pearl and spirit stone roll in?

Thinking of her being surrounded by countless spirit beads and spirit stones from now on, Hua Xiaomi couldn't help but curl upwards.

“Wow, wow, wow, wow~”

Zhaocai Jinbao looked at her weakly, patted her belly with a big hand, and pointed to the dough in the bowl, indicating that it was hungry.

Hua Xiaomi sighed, feeling speechless about its Lin Meimei attribute.

He clearly had a look of tearing bricks with his hands, but he insisted on showing that his hands could not lift their shoulders and could not resist them.

Put the bowl on the palm of your hand, shake it gently, activate the spiritual power, and use the roasting technique, and a few faint yellow flames emerge from the hands at the bottom of the bowl.

After kneading the dough, you must wake up and maintain a certain temperature. The roasting technique controls the output of spiritual power. It cannot be too small, otherwise you will not wake up for a long time.

But it can't be too hot, otherwise the dough tip will be scalded to death and the dough won't wake up!

Finally, in Zhaocai Jinbao's curious eyes, he saw a small ball of dough in the bowl slowly doubled. It stretched out its finger to poke, but was frightened by Hua Xiaomi's eyes.

Once the dough is slightly combined, it will be divided into several small doses of the same size, roll it round and flattened, and then put it in a pan.

He used a roasting technique to fry the dry branches found by Zhaocai Jinbao and fryed them on low heat.

You don’t need to eat too greasy things in breakfast, or pour in oil, just dry and fry it in a pan.

The temperature slowly rose, and the sesame pasta began to shrink horizontally and bulge vertically, which was a sign that it was about to cook.

Hua Xiaomi took a small spatula and flipped the dough pieces. The center of the black and white tangled dough was slightly golden, and a strong fragrance of sesame seeds overflowed.

Zhaocai Jinbao frowned and kept inhaling, tilted his head to get closer, but was hit by Hua Xiaomi with one elbow.

“It’s not yet familiar!”

As soon as he finished speaking, Hua Xiaomi took out a small plate and placed the sesame pasta with a shovel.

It was still steaming when it was just out of the pot, and it looked very soft. Zhaocai Jinbao kept pulling her sleeves, and it seemed to be saying:

"Eat it, give me one~"

Hua Xiaomi was amused by its appearance and stretched the plate forward, "Okay, eat it. But be careful to be hot."

Hearing Hua Xiaomi say this, Zhaocai Jinbao quickly reached out and grabbed two of them, stuffed them into his mouth, chewing them very much.

But it was stunned. The cake was very soft. It only needed to press it with its tongue and flatten it, pressing out a steaming aroma of sesame, and it also had a faint walnut smell and a faint sweetness.

After taking a bowl of milk handed over by Hua Xiaomi, the soft taste and two different fragrances collided. It stuck out its tongue and licked the milk beard left on its lips, shook its head and danced with hands and feet.

"Hey, I'm fine with a few. I'll eat what I'll eat after you eat!"

The sesame pastry made by Hua Xiaomi is enough for two adults to eat, but unfortunately neither of them is an ordinary person.

After all, she only had half full, so she made another pot.

After eating and drinking, Hua Xiaomi looked into the West, the secret realm of the West Sea, and she came.

She took out the paper crane and walked around the way. After a few days, she reached the top of the West Sea.

The waves were blew, the sea breeze blew, and there was a naturally formed mine cave at the reefs by the sea, enough to accommodate hundreds of people.

Before the secret realm was opened, everyone stayed here temporarily.

There is a cave guardian in the mine, who is an old man.

Wearing a straw raincoat, burrowing in the sea all year round, and never wearing shoes.

The legs of the trousers were tied to the knees, and the sun was in full swing. I put my hat on my face and leaned on the reef to doze off.

Suddenly, a gust of wind passed by his ears. He moved his hat to the side, and a small slit appeared in his eyelids.

The sun was just right, and he was a little lazy, so he just took a look at it casually, but his squinting eyes became wider and wider.

Because a grimace was reflected in his turbid eyes.

The old man quickly turned over and almost fell off the reef.

"Old man, can you ask if this is the entrance to the West Sea Secret Realm?"

A crisp sound rang out, and the old man was stunned and looked forward with a little confusion.

I saw a mandrill, two or three larger than him, giggling at him with his teeth. The two eye-catching nose bones reflected its face were particularly terrifying.

His eyes moved slightly, and a girl of seventeen or eighteen years old was sitting on the mandrill's thick shoulder, wearing gray clothes, looking at him with a gaze.

The old man then realized that the question was asked by the little girl. He stroked his chest and said with a teasing voice:

"Little girl, your spiritual pet is so scary. I've been watching the gate for decades and I've been seeing it for the first time."

Faced with the old man's teasing, Hua Xiaomi did not take it seriously.

Spiritual breathing is peaceful and cultivation is unfathomable. How could such a person be scared by a mandrille face?

She jumped off Zhaocai Jinbao's shoulder lightly and gave a junior greeting to the old man.

"I hope the old man will give me advice."

People who are polite are always popular, especially those of the two most marvelous creatures, Huangji Palace and Zihuang Tower, so the old man became more and more pleasing to Hua Xiaomi.

He only heard him laugh, stretched his hand forward, and said:

"The little girl stretches out her hand and I'll test your bone age for you."

Hua Xiaomi was kind and heard the old man talking again:

"Fifty years ago or seventy years ago, there was an old woman who didn't know what magic pill he had taken, and she looked like she was seventeen or eighteen years old.

No, you are as young as a little girl, and you are greedy for the things inside. As a result, the secret realm has just opened, and all your bones are crushed, and you die so miserably."

The old man said "tsk" twice and sighed very much.

"At the age of seventeen, the seventh level of Qi refining. The little girl is young and promising, but she looks bad. Can it be seen that there is something wrong with the Qi sea or the Dantian?"
Chapter completed!