After the salted fish is rotten, rely on the crow's mouth to revitalize the world of cultivatin

Chapter 62 Looks like this is a baby with a story
"Junior Sister, leave the rest of the matter to me and your senior brother."

The junior sister should be responsible for being happy, and they can solve these things.

The little junior sister has done a great job. When I go back, I will go to the suzerain and receive the reward for the little junior sister.

Feng Ming also patted Yao Miao's head, like patting a cat.

"Junior Sister, what Senior Sister said is good, we will leave the rest of the matter to us. By the way, Senior Brother has a surprise for you."

Did the third senior brother pack special products from the secret realm for her?
"Dangdang, who do you think this is?"

A little flower pig the size of a thumb appeared in Feng Ming's palm.

This is Xiao Hua?

Yao Miao looked suspiciously.

This looks exactly like Xiao Hua, but how did it become so small?
Could it be that the senior brother fed Xiaohua the shrinking pill?
Xiaohua couldn't wait a long time ago, feeling the breath of the master, she wanted to come here a long time ago.

But the master's unscrupulous senior brother stopped it in a daze, preventing it from meeting the master.

It is very similar to the story the master once told, the evil queen mother who prevented Zhinu and Cowherd from meeting.

"It's not shrinking Dan, it's its talent."

It turned out that Yao Miao asked what was in her heart unconsciously.

When did this little flower have such a talent?

Xiao Hua jumped down from Feng Ming's palm, and immediately returned to her original body when she landed.

As soon as she regained her original body, Xiao Hua couldn't wait to get close to Miao Miao, rubbing against Miao Miao's legs, flapping her pig ears happily.

"Hum hum hum~"

Of course my uncle has always been able to.

It will not say, it has forgotten before.

Although it doesn't say it, but as a spiritual pet that has signed a contract with Yao Miao, why doesn't Yao Miao know what it thinks in its heart.

I laughed a little in my heart.

Patted Xiaohua's big head.

Yao Miao's eyes lit up, her mount finally arrived, and she didn't have to walk anymore.

Oh yeah ヾ(≧O≦)〃/
One turned over and landed directly on Xiaohua's back, lying on the salted fish.

It's just that something always feels wrong.

Yao Miao moved her body.

Sitting up abruptly.

"Where's the blanket and quilt?"

Yao Miao grabs Xiao Hua's big ears.

A guilty conscience flashed in Xiaohua's small eyes, it's too bad, it forgot to bring out the owner's flowered quilt.

In fact, this is not to blame.

Those bald birds took it away, so it didn't have time.

"Hum hum hum~"

Xiao Hua pushed the blame on the group of vultures.

She wrinkled her face in pain, the quilt and blanket were all bought by Hua Lingshi.

That little quilt, she just replaced it with a new one, it hasn't been used for long, and it just disappeared?
Heartache, flesh pain, liver pain.

The key is that it was given to her by the little cook. If it is gone, the little cook will not be able to perform a show of flooding the golden mountain for her when she goes back.

Just thinking about it gives me a headache.

"Junior Sister, Senior Brother has it here."

Feng Ming stretched out his hand as if lifting a little chicken, and lifted Nian Miao up, brushing his sleeves, a snow-white blanket appeared on Xiao Hua's back.

Put the little junior sister up.

A flowered quilt covers it.

Yao Miao struggled to stick her head out from under the flowered quilt, her face turned red.

"Brother, do you want to heat me to death?"

This flower quilt must weigh ten catties.

Que Han frowned, her expression didn't reveal anything, but the aura around her showed that she was unhappy.

"Little San, although Junior Sister has spiritual power now, her strength has not reached the level that can keep her body warm in winter and cool in summer. With such a thick quilt, do you want Junior Sister to get sick?"

I am not, I am not.

Feng Ming hugged his thick quilt aggrievedly.

Being scolded by the senior sister and rejected by the junior junior sister, he shrank in a corner.

He looked hard at the quilt in his arms.

Obviously it was the boss who said that the quilt was a cold quilt, and the black-hearted boss dared to lie to me.

Que Han took out a very thin quilt from the storage space, and covered the little junior sister.

The little pink quilt matches well with Yao Miao's white and tender face.

Lining her little face more and more cute and delicate.

After setting up the little junior sister, Que Han and Feng Ming went to deal with the bald skeleton.

Only then did Wen Shu dare to come over.

It's just that his expression is somewhat strange.

"Junior sister Miao..."

It's not that everyone in Yijianmen is very poor, and poor disciples who haven't bigu can't get rid of it.

Can…

He looked at the material of the quilt, and it was clear that it was not compatible with poverty.

If he read correctly, this is a quilt woven from ice jade silk.

Bingyu silk can be adjusted according to the outside temperature. Although it is not as good as the legendary shark yarn, it is still a good thing.

This is not only something that can only be bought with spirit stones.

And this is not the most important thing, the most important thing is those two...

If he did not admit his mistake, one of them was the Frost Fairy who was rumored to be cold, rigorous, and fierce.

But just now, the one who covered the junior sister with gentle eyes was really Fairy Frost.

It turns out that the cold and indifferent person is also someone who wants to be treated with tenderness.

He used to have a sister too.

"What's wrong?"

Yao Miao waved her hand in front of his eyes.

"It's nothing, it's just that your senior sister treats you very well."

"My senior sister naturally treats me very well."

Yao Miao nodded her head, smiling with dimpled eyes.

Her senior brothers and sisters, as well as that smelly old man, are all lovely people.

Wen Shu smiled, his smile was as gentle as ever.

It's just that the sadness at that moment was still captured by Yao Miao.

It seems that this is a baby with a story.

While Yao Miao was talking to Wen Shu, Que Han's eyes were cold, and the long sword in his hand was pointing at the bald skull tied up in front of him.

"Where are the other altars?"

To say that Que Hanxin has a great life, it can only be a joke.

What she has in her heart is the little junior sister, master and juniors, and the secondary Yijianmen.

Find out how many altars were destroyed, just for these people around her.

"Hmph, no comment."

The bald skull snorted coldly and turned his head aside.

Hmph, he is a newborn demon who was reformed by that lord, how could he be so spineless.

"Senior Sister, since he doesn't want to say it, that's fine. Anyway, it's not like we can't find it. After all, those altars won't be able to run away."

"As for this monster..."

Feng Ming stroked his chin, thoughtfully, "It's a disaster to keep such an ugly face, why don't you just kill it."

"However, before killing him, he still has to cleanse his body of sins. The resentment all over his body must have been stained with a lot of blood. Why don't we start by breaking his legs first."

The little junior sister said that this ugly thing loves his bones very much.

I really don't know how this monster's aesthetics are so weird.

Maybe it's the demon.

Que Han thought about it.

brush--

The long sword is sheathed.

"Then do as you say."

Seeing the devil smilingly picked up a big rock from the ground and was about to knock it on his leg, the bald skull panicked.

No.

Blood can flow, heads can be broken, but bones can't be broken!

This is the symbol of his new demon class.

He wanted to rely on his bones to join the adults' clan.

"Humans, how dare you!"

　All the monsters in the demon world: Another day when the wind commentary was killed.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)