Riding a Phoenix to Cultivation

Chapter 6 Plucking Phoenix is ​​not as good as chicken (5)

Although Wonton thinks it is good that the chicken is willing to die so consciously, Wonton knows that if the chicken soup is to be delicious, then the chicken must be fresh.

So Wonton rushed forward immediately, and grabbed the chicken that was about to hit the knife by a centimeter...

Touching the chicken's head, Wonton sighed, "Chicken, chicken, although I'm going to eat you tonight, but you don't have to rush on the road, or the chicken will be stale when the soup is cooked at night."

At this time, Fenghuang, who was caught by the wonton, was stunned, he felt that a thunderbolt suddenly fell from the sky, splitting him until he was scorched on the outside and tender on the inside.

What does this silly girl call him?
chicken?
Suicide?

Phoenix's heart roared completely, FMD he is a phoenix, phoenix!A phoenix that can breathe fire and catch medicine, and is more beautiful than the Nine Heavens Peacock!
And suicide is a godsend thing?
He just wanted to use that weird-looking knife to cut open the grass ropes that bound his feet...

So a phoenix's journey of self-rescue, in the eyes of Wonton, turned into a journey of suicide so miraculously.

When Wonton found out that the "chicken" was going to commit suicide, she immediately took the chicken to the yard, found a rope and tied the chicken under the big tree at the door, and then ran to grandma with a face full of novelty, saying, " Grandma, that ugly chicken wanted to commit suicide just now, let's eat him quickly."

After hearing these words, Fenghuang, who had just struggled to stand up, fell to the ground again with a "plop", and the only two intact hairs on his body flew off because of this.

Grandma Li glanced at the chicken under the tree, a little strange, why doesn't that chicken look so much like a chicken?
So Grandma Li lowered her head and asked Wonton if she had picked up something else. That thing didn't look like a chicken.

"No, is it just a chicken? But the hair on the body is gone, and it looks a little ugly. But when it is stewed at night, the taste should be similar."

Grandma Li nodded and asked Wonton to take the mushrooms in the basket back to cook the soup.Wonton nodded, and went back to wash the mushrooms. However, while washing, Wonton suddenly found that she had picked three poisonous mushrooms by mistake, so she put the poisonous mushrooms on the ground, and was going to wait for the group to sweep them away.

But the phoenix chained under the tree was so angry that he wanted to destroy the world.

His primordial spirit is a noble phoenix, yet one or two people think it is a chicken!I still think he is ugly!

This is simply a realistic version of the plucking phoenix not as good as a chicken.

In addition, if he heard correctly, the grandparents and grandchildren wanted to eat him just now... Hehe, stew!

"These two idiots, ignorant women and children in the backcountry, actually regard my majestic Phoenix God as an ugly chicken. When the deity recovers its mana and grabs the flesh, I will steam you first. Braised in braise and deep fried at the end!"

Fenghuang thought so viciously in his heart, in fact, Fenghuang was also a foodie on the island.The nine-day peacock was not raised for viewing, but...he wanted to taste the taste of the nine-day peacock's meat.

While Wonton and Grandma Li were busy preparing dinner, Lord Fenghuang, who had been forgotten, was trying hard to accumulate spiritual power in his body, trying to spit out a fire so that he could burn the straw rope that bound him.

However... as a hairless phoenix that has just been seriously injured and its body destroyed, even God said that this is really too difficult!

Finally, in the gradually thickening night, Master Fenghuang pecked off the grass rope with his mouth | relying on his perseverance.

(End of this chapter)