The wife and husband are not late

Chapter 404 She's a spiritual grinder!

After the masked man in black took the order, he quietly retreated in an instant, and soon there were only the coachman and Qian Linger's master and servant left around the carriage.

Although Qian Ling'er was safe and sound this time, when Xin Xiuping returned to the Si family, it was very ugly, because the people in the Xin family martial hall were beaten up with bruised noses and swollen faces, looking like pigs' heads, which is very embarrassing!
"Young hall master, let's go to the doctor of the Si family to take a look, after all, the assessment is about to begin..."

Supporting Xin Xiuping's disciple to persuade him,

However, Xin Xiuping had nowhere to get angry at this time, and roared in a low voice,

"You still don't want to be ashamed? Go back to your room and apply the medicine yourself!"

Just like that, before the assessment even started, there were already injuries!

Si Xiong naturally also heard that the disciples of the Xin family had conflicts with someone outside, and most of them were injured, and this incident did not happen in the Si family's martial arts hall, so Si Xiong naturally turned a blind eye and closed one eye. do not know.

After all, these may sound like guests, but they are actually competitors for the assessment!
At night, Feng Qingcheng fished out a small stone mill and began to make Shenhuahua oil. Now she is very leisurely,

Because she released Devil Violet today, the fiery red doll has just finished harvesting the Lost Mind Flowers, and is busy changing porcelain bottles around the small stone mill...

Devil Zi was very stuffy in the space except for cultivation and absorbing spiritual energy. When she was asked to work, she worked hard, especially afraid that her master would dislike her and would not let her come out next time.

With such an efficient operation, all the lost-spirited flower oils were refined in just one night.
After refining, Xiao Zi was seriously looking at the stopped small stone mill, Feng Qingcheng said to the devil Zi,
"Xiao Zi, what is the use of this stone mill?"

"Delicious!"

Feng Qingcheng listened to Demon Zi's answer without hesitation, and she regretted it, but thinking that the use of stone mills must use spiritual energy, Feng Qingcheng then asked,
"The stone mill that can only be driven by spiritual energy, will the resulting one be delicious?"

However, the devil Zi shook his head and said,
"Master, this is a spirit mill, not a stone mill!"

"How powerful is it? Now it can only be used to refine Desperation Flower Oil, the others have not been used yet."

Feng Qingcheng looked disgusted at Demon Zi's serious attitude. This stone mill can only do one thing in spirit, which means it's not very powerful.

"I know, master, you wait."

After finishing speaking, the devil Zi disappeared, and turned back to the stone space.

Feng Qingcheng thought, this time Xiaozi might have to find some treasures, she knew that as long as Xiaozi hit it, she would naturally pick up good things for her, hee hee, the small Feng Qingcheng laughed wildly in consciousness.

Soon, Devil Zi jumped out, holding her red jacket cloth pocket, carrying a small handful of beans that could be counted, looking at Feng Qingcheng happily,
"Master, you can grind the spirit!"

Feng Qingcheng waited for a long time, thinking that the devil Zi had brought out something good, but in the end it just came out like this?
"How many grains are these?"

The devil Zi bent over seriously and fell on the stone mill, then ran over, grabbed Feng Qingcheng's hand,
"Master, give it a try!"

Feng Qingcheng really didn't want to cooperate with Devil Zi, but looking at her expectant eyes, didn't this guy just want to drink soy milk?Make it mysterious, beans come in, soy milk comes out, what's so strange?

The main reason is that Feng Qingcheng felt that the portion that Devil Zi took out was too small, and if this amount went into the small stone mill, would there be any soy milk that came out?

Grind soy milk?It's also a spirit mill, even an ordinary mill can do it!

(End of this chapter)