After inheriting the magic house, I spoiled the villain

Chapter 59
Feng Xiaochi retreated two feet away, and looked around the wishing tree in horror for a few times, making sure that its branches would not stretch, before approaching it cautiously: "I'll give you meat, can you conjure a potion that restores magic?"

The purple lips on the trunk of the wishing tree squirmed and made a sharp sound, and the Chinese ability gradually recovered: "You feed me something, and I can bear the magic fruit with the corresponding function. I'm hungry~I want to eat meat now~~"

Feng Xiaochi shouted: "Su Mu, is there any meat in the kitchen?"

Su Mu shouted, "Does dog meat count?"

"Wow~~" The dog was so frightened that he ran to the open space, looking for Feng Xiaochi to comfort him, and then he saw the wishing tree, trembling in fright, and ran away whining.

"You are so cruel, you want to eat dogs! Dogs are so cute, why do you want to eat dogs~~" Curious about what happened in the garden, Alice came outside, took a look from a distance, and exclaimed, "Margaret?! "

She actually knew this wishing tree.

She happily ran to the big tree, embraced the trunk with both hands, and stuck her whole body on it: "Margaret is really you, I didn't expect to meet you here~"

The mouth on the trunk of the wishing tree obviously swallowed, and resisted gnawing at her.

The branches on the canopy are pushed apart, adjusting the position of the eyes like a snail, looking down.

It saw Alice: "Oh, old man, you are also reborn in this world!"

This wishing tree was originally a potted plant in the hall of Alice's School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

Make a wish first, it will want to eat from time to time, sometimes it is a magic book, sometimes it is a magic bullet, and occasionally like today, it will eat meat, vegetables, or other small snacks.

Since it is a living creature and can speak, it is actually negotiable.

Recently, for unknown reasons in the city, the price of meat has skyrocketed, while the price of vegetables has remained relatively stable.

But since he was here for the first time, Feng Xiaochi decided to treat him graciously and give him food next time.

She brought the recipe from the Mala Tang shop across the street, pressed the ballpoint pen, wrote numbers on it, and asked, "Do you want tenderloin?"

Wishing Tree: "What's tenderloin? Do you know English?"

Alice gestured and translated: "It's the tenderloin!"

Wishing Tree: "Come here~"

Feng Xiaochi: "How about the corn sausage, it tastes good too. Come and try a bunch."

The wishing tree was grateful: "Are you really my new owner? Are you an angel from heaven?"

Feng Xiaochi: "No, I'm a Muggle."

The wishing tree flattered: "Don't be humble, my new owner~ If you can satisfy my appetite, I will definitely do my best to bear the fruit you want!"

Feng Xiaochi entered the rattan house and showed the menu to Chen Xi.

Chen Xi has no appetite, just wants to sleep, so she closes her feathers to let her not disturb her.

Malatang has been stewed for a long time, and it is not healthy to reheat it in the refrigerator. Feng Xiaochi didn't cook it for him, but he left some ingredients and a bottle of drink.

Except for Chen Xi, everyone gathered around the magic tree and had a full meal with the big tree.

The wishing tree ate enough for three people and drank a lot of water before it was full.The whole tree glowed with a layer of green light, shaking the crown, and several branches grew.

The crown of the tree is more lush, but not even a bud has grown.

Alice also said that if this tree wants to bear fruit, I am afraid it will have to eat so much every day, and it will have to wait at least a week.

Chen Xi must have recovered by then.

"Is it uncomfortable to run out of magic power?" Feng Xiaochi cleaned up the dishes on the ground.

"The feeling of running out of magic, as if every inch of the skin on my body is numb, I have strength, and my body seems to be normal, but I just feel that something is wrong. Brother Chenxi's magic power is exhausted?" Alice stretched the garbage bag and put it on into the trash can, pushed the trash can over to her, and looked at Fujiya curiously.

Is it so uncomfortable?
Chen Xi's camouflage skills were so good, Feng Xiaochi didn't see that he was in such pain at all.Seeing Alice's curious and inquiring gaze, she corrected, "No, he's hypoglycemic."

"Actually, you don't need to hide it, and you don't need to worry. Even if his magic power is exhausted, he is still very strong. He can break Margaret into pieces with one punch."

Margaret, who was drowsy after eating, suddenly woke up: "Who wants to hit me? It's really disgusting. Who wants to destroy the kind and helpless Margaret?"

"No one is going to beat you, you can continue to sleep." Feng Xiaochi said a few words of reassurance.

Alice looked at Feng Xiaochi for a few moments, as if she had thought of something, she ran over and whispered, "You are a Muggle, but you can use a magic lock to lock Brother Chenxi, which means you have magical powers. You don't If you know magic, why don't you give him your magic power."

Feng Xiaochi was shocked: "Magic power can still be given? How can I give it? Is it to pass the skills through palms?"

Alice shook her head, with a smirk on her face, her hands behind her back, and she came over on tiptoe suddenly.

Almost kissed her.

Feng Xiaochi retreated tactically, and took a few steps back: "No, no, if you have to choose Lily, I will choose Wanwan!"

Alice squatted down sadly, and drew circles on the ground: "The store manager, you are so kind, you actually despise him~"

Feng Xiaochi came back to his senses.

she means...

"...Other than this?"

"It's also possible to do that kind of indescribable thing."

It was dark, and the wind was blowing on my face and it was burning hot.

Feng Xiaochi covered his face: "You can't think of serious things at such a young age? For example, let's find a way to get a crucible and make some magic potions like a serious wizard?"

Alice looked proud, raised her head and thought: "I graduated from a magic school, but I am a prophecy magician of Amnesty, and I don't need to learn how to make potions. My talent is none in ten thousand, so of course I have to be kind." Use my talent~ Just leave it to the forest magician to make medicines, this is the normal division of labor in the magic world~~"

But now not only can't find the forest magician, but also can't find the herbs for potion.Chen Xi may know the recipe, but knowing it is one thing, and doing it seriously is another.

And one more thing……

If it wasn't for Alice happily lying on Feng Xiaoike's folding bed...

Feng Xiaochi almost forgot Chen Xi's invitation just now.

"This is my bed... Uh, forget it, let me give it to you... Or I will sleep in the dormitory."

"No, I just took a fancy to your mosquito net." Alice hugged the anime pillow that Feng Xiaochi disliked a bit, lifted the mosquito net, walked to the standard bed for employees, touched the bed board, "Hey, there is really curse."

"It's too late today, you sleep on my bed, and I'll buy you a mosquito net tomorrow."

It's been a while.

The family members of the male classmate couldn't reach her, so they should have left.

"No, I'll just sleep here, I want to see if the curse is stronger or me!"

Feng Xiaochi twitched the corner of his mouth: "You really want to fight poison with poison? Last time I lay on it, I was almost killed by a priest."

"Hmph, don't worry, I'm a magician! Nightmares are the source of inspiration for my predictions~"

Feng Xiaochi couldn't understand.

But a little Jiaojiao like Alice will not wrong herself casually.

Maybe the curse is like a toy to her.

Feng Xiaochi stood in the back hall and struggled for a while.

The wall next to the bed became the passage to the garden, and if the bed was to be placed it had to be on the side of the boiler.If someone wants to drink water in the middle of the night, the sound of boiling water can easily wake up the person next to the bed.

It is indeed too crowded.

Su Mu didn't go home tonight, and lay on the sofa in the middle hall, talking on the phone with Lin Wanwan.

Feng Xiaochi hesitated for a while, then looked towards the garden.

From this angle, you can see the window of Fujiya.

A lamp was lit in the rattan house, and the bright yellow light diffused from the window, attracting a little swallow.

The swallow chirped, looked sideways at Chen Xi's black wings, and seemed to regard him as the same kind.

There was silence all around.

He rested his chin and looked at the swallow, and the swallow looked at him.

A native bird and a magical creature look at each other.

Feng Xiaochi looked at his profile, and suddenly felt that this picture was a bit eye-catching.

(End of this chapter)