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Chapter 434 I Said, Are You Alright?

Well, if you pluck chicken feathers, you can pluck chicken feathers, which can be regarded as learning one more craft.

Xuanyue Wushuang's action of killing chickens is called a quick one.

The short dagger slashed at the pheasant's neck, and the pheasant fluttered twice and then stopped moving.

Then. . .He began to pluck the feathers.

This plucking chicken feathers is easy to say, but it is difficult to actually do it.

The key is. . .It is not easy to pluck the chicken feathers clean.

After a while, Xuanyue Wushuang was already sweating profusely.

He kept sneezing, and the pungent smell of chicken feathers made him feel unbearable.

The chicken feathers had only been plucked halfway, so he dropped the pheasant in his hand, and ran to find Luo Qixi.

When I found Luo Qixi, she was squatting beside a creek and digging a hole.

Xuanyue Wushuang walked over slowly, took a look, and asked curiously, "What are you doing?"

Without raising her head, Luo Qixi replied, "Dig a hole..."

Of course he knew she was digging a hole. . .

He was just curious about what she was doing digging this pit.

"Dig a hole? What are you doing digging a hole?"

Luo Qixi dug the hole hard, and replied absently, "It will be useful in a while, why, the chicken feathers have been pulled clean?"

He was taken aback. . .With a somewhat unnatural expression, he said, "No."

"No?"

Luo Qixi finally raised her little head, her delicate brows were slightly frowned on her beautiful and refined face, and she seemed a little dissatisfied, "Then why are you running here? Why don't you go back and clean it up?" .”

Xuanyue Wushuang coughed twice, with a suspicious blush on her face, "My lord...this lord...let me light the fire."

"You light a fire?"

Luo Qixi looked at him with contempt, "Come on, don't burn your clothes on fire."

Xuanyue Wushuang frowned, a little annoyed by her contemptuous gaze, "Liyue, don't you trust me?"

"It's not a question of belief or disbelief, it's a matter of fact."

Luo Qixi's hole seemed to have been dug, she stood up and clapped her hands, stared at Xuanyue Wushuang for a few seconds, then smiled with her lips curled up, "You won't tell me. You can't tell me about things like chicken feathers. No way?"

Xuanyue Wushuang's expression froze, she pursed her lips and said, "It's a joke, how could this king not do such a thing, don't underestimate this king."

"Oh? Is that right? That's very good, then please, my lord, please pluck out all the chicken feathers and send it to me, please?"

For the sake of his own face, even if Xuanyue Wushuang can't, he has to hold on.

He snorted softly, and said bravely, "Just wait, this king will fix it right away."

With that said, he turned around and left with a flick of his sleeves.

Xuanyue Wushuang walked back again.

He looked at the pheasant on the ground that had only half-plucked its feathers, and his brows became tighter and tighter.

At the same time, there was a stubbornness in my heart.

He couldn't believe it anymore, such a thing could really stump him.

He must not let that woman underestimate him, and must not give her a chance to laugh at himself.

Ever since, with the tone in his heart, Xuanyue Wushuang squatted on the ground again and began to pluck chicken feathers.

"I said, are you alright?"

Luo Qixi, who had been waiting for a long time, finally lost her patience and ran over from the stream.

The moment her eyes fell on Xuanyue Wushuang, she was startled for a moment, and then laughed hahaha.

This time, he looked even more embarrassed and funny than when he lit the fire before.

(End of this chapter)