"Braised chicken, white chopped chicken, stewed mushrooms in small chicken..."

"Fried chicken hearts, braised chicken feet, braised chicken neck..."

"Cola chicken wings, spicy chicken stand, Kung Pao chicken diced..."

In a small building in the Fu family, Qin Yuduo heard the little girl's thoughts as soon as he entered the door.

Mu Xia lay on the table, biting her pen tip, writing and painting.

"What are you writing?" He walked over and looked at it. A piece of paper was full of menus, a hundred ways to make bald chickens.

“There are too many.”

"You plucked it, and the remaining little meat will be placed in at most two dishes."

Qin Yuduo sat down aside and said with a low smile.

Mu Xia mourned her teeth and said, "I'm not afraid of too much. I'll list it first. Let it choose it myself at that time! Do you want to put the whole pot and stew the soup, or chop it, chop it and stir-fry it!"

She was almost crying to death.

More than just wasted the magical power of the green jade lotus.

It also caused the soul disaster to be shaking and trembled in pain.

She almost lost her life. The chicken was so good that she had traveled here and left...

"By the way, I'll tear the chicken with my hands!"

"First steam the whole thing, then tear it up with your own hands. This one needs to be there!"

Mu Xia immediately added another piece with great enthusiasm.

Qin Yuduo laughed even more violently, and he reached out to touch her head: "You will be happy with your work, and you will not be able to bear it at that time."

Mu Xia covered her head and wrinkled her nose: "It's good to have a good time to have sex, at least it scares the chicken. It's so courageous. This menu is enough for it to tremble for a year."

"By the way, I have to draw all the pictures, chicken hearts, chicken gizzards, and treasures in my palms."

Mu Xia's almond eyes bent and began to draw pictures.

But he couldn't help asking, "Is there still no news?"

Half a month has passed since the end of that day's soul tribulation.

Ancestor Huan died on the spot, and Mu Xia did not make any trouble for other members of the Yu family, but the Yu family's mountain gate could not be protected.

The Star Lord’s Formation appeared, and many Heavenly Venerable forces have set their sights on the mountain gate.

To this day, there is no fixed number of ownership of the mountain gate.

Mu Xia's name spread on Canglan Star because of the Ninety-Nine Li Tribulation Cloud's soul tribulation. Logically speaking, Bald Mao should have received the news to come to Fu's family to find her.

But no.

She stayed in the Fu family for seven days.

Some of the Heavenly Venerables even came to visit and sat down to discuss the Tao in the same manner as peers.

Mu Xia also happened to ask them to help find bald chickens in the territory of their power, but unfortunately there is no news until today.

"Don't worry." Qin Yuduo rubbed her head.

"Canglan Star is too big, and bald hair only depends on itself, so it will take at least half a year to pass through Canglan Star."

"And it is wearing a phantom breath mask, and what we give is the illusion it used last time."

"Bald hair is so terrifying, you must change your image after you get out."

"Yeah." Mu Xia rubbed his big hand and held his palm on his face, warm and at ease.

"What if I failed the tribulation that day?"

Failure to overcome the tribulation means death.

Qin Yuduo was silent for a moment, and he didn't want to answer this question. He just thought about it and his heart hurt.

But looking at the little girl's shiny eyes, she looked quite curious.

He hugged her to sit on his legs, and surrounded her and said, "First find the bald hair, stew it, and then go back to the Xianwu Star Domain."

"Huh?" Mu Xia turned around, hugged his neck, and asked with a smile.

"Don't you express your deep affection? I am the wind and you are the sand, lingering to the ends of the world?"

Qin Yuduo was immediately amused.

He pinched her little face and said, "I will be entangled with you all the way to the world. What should I do if my parents and grandpa do? What should I do if Shui Lanxing?"

So he will not be with him or be buried with him.

He will return to the Xianwu Star Domain, send Su Yunxiu and Han Jianjun to death, accompany his grandfather to live to the death, take over her burden, and protect the Xianwu Star.

When danger goes everywhere, monsters, the masters of the seedlings of the world tree, these things are solved for a moment.

He traveled through the Three Thousand Stars again, looking for a way to resurrect her.

Direct life ends.

Meeting with her will be expected in the next life.

"very nice."

"My Master Qin is so nice." Mu Xia's lips are curved and her eyes are also curved.

Listening to Qin Yuduo's slow voice flowing, she lay on his shoulder and felt unprecedented peace of mind.

There is such a person who understands your concerns and your regrets.

Take everything you haven't done.

Is there any better answer than this?

"It's unlucky to say this anymore. Let's talk about it. "Mu Xia smiled like a little crescent, and showed her pictures to Qin Yuduo for more.

"How is it?" He asked for praise.

Qin Yuduo opened his mouth and wanted to say yes. The moment he looked at the painting, he swallowed the words he said again.

Black eyes stared at the picture for a while: "What is this circle?"

"Sigh."

“…What about the oval circle below?”

"Chicken gizzard."

"…Ahem, what about a circle and a square below?"

Mu Xia blinked: "Flexible and flesh are connected, have you never eaten it?"

Qin Yuduo: "..."

His handsome and innocent face twitched, and he gave a serious thumbs up.

"Good drawing." The expression is very sincere.

"That's it." Mu Xia was immediately proud and continued to draw her painting career.

...

"Ah Yeh!"

Far away on the other side of Canglan Star, there is a dilapidated temple.

A colorful chicken sneezes up to the sky, sniffs and said, "Where did the chicken just say?"

There were more than a dozen casual cultivators around him, staring at the chicken with covetous and struggling look.

Colorful and Eight-Dear Chicken!

Colorful and Eight-Dear Chicken!

So fragrant!

Want to eat it very much!

"Oh by the way, you must have ambition!" Mr. Chicken squatted on a stone pier, and had a lot of holes on his body, and the intoxicating fragrance floated out in strands.

These casual cultivators found them by smelling the fragrance.

"Sigh!"

The sound of saliva sounded in unison.

The bald chicken shook all over, stared at her sincere mung bean eyes, and waved her wings to guide the country.

"You must have ambition or not!"

"How can those who cultivate immortals love their appetites?"

"What's the use of eating the chicken, except for a meal?"

"Sell!"

"You are going to sell the chicken and give full play to the greatest value of the chicken!"

"The last colorful and eight-delicious chicken in the universe, what a good gimmick, huh?"

"Speak less than one billion spirit stones to get! From now on, buy exercises, elixirs, magic weapons, genius treasures, and reach the peak of life!"

"The Heavenly Lord is waving to you--"

The bald chicken was passionate and raised its wings.

The casual cultivators swallowed their saliva, their eyes blurred, as if they really saw the moment they became the Heavenly Lord.

Whoosh!

The bald chicken ran away when she scattered.
Chapter completed!