Cute little demon: emperor, please spare me

Although it's nothing to be excited about being praised by the banshee, Lin Ziao is obviously very happy. Maybe Xia Qingluo huantuo's character is not like a newly opened vine demon. However, he still likes to listen to her.

And Yunqing asked him to stand on a big stone with his hands down, and looked at a place in the mountain forest with a frown.

After all, it's a man of truth. It's pediatrics to build this. In particular, Lin Ziao's magic has something to do with the earth system.

Outside the bamboo shed on Zixia peak, a strong and durable stove was built.

Xia Qingluo circled around for a few times, then looked up at Lin Ziao, "there's no pot."

Then he saw a tinkling sound. Lin Ziao took out a pot from the storage ring, and there were several bowls in the pot.

Xia Qingluo was very happy and smiled, "Wow, you are almost like Doraemon."

"Who is Doraemon?" Lin Ziao asked with blinking eyes.

"This... Is an immortal. It's powerful. There's a baby. You can change everything you want." Xia Qingluo said without hesitation and neatly put the pot away.

Looking at the noodles and vegetables, Xia Qingluo decided to give herself egg noodles.

There are a lot of wild eggs in the forest. Xia Qingluo easily got two. First, she made the dough well. There is no panel and rolling pin here, which can't defeat Xia Qingluo. She put the dough directly into the water.

Lin Ziao looked at Xia Qingluo in surprise.

This is not a demon. Isn't this a cook?

He often went to eat with his new disciples, so he was different from yunqingrang who had long stopped eating fireworks. He saw at a glance that Xia Qingluo's noodles were delicious.

Sure enough, after the noodles were cooked, Xia Qingluo made two poached eggs separately, then put the vegetables and noodles, put the seasoning in her cloth bag, and a bowl of fragrant vegetables and egg noodles was ready.

Xia Qingluo narrowed her eyes happily and took a deep breath. Alas, she still made her own incense.

When she opened her eyes, she was startled, and Lin Ziao stood in front of her.

On the other side are a Bai and Xiao Hei.

Little dark kept her mouth shut. The Banshee was not only cunning, but also a eater.

"Little demon, did you make a bowl?" Lin Ziao swallowed a mouthful of saliva and asked.

"I'll be full when I eat a bowl." Xia Qingluo smiled and picked up chopsticks to eat.

"But, but..." Lin Ziao swallowed again.

Xia Qingluo understood, looked at his eyes, and looked at Yun qingrang not far away. Her eyes turned, "do you want to eat?"

After thinking, Lin Ziao nodded.

"Lord Yun, his younger martial brother, aren't you immortals who don't eat fireworks among people? Why do you eat noodles?"

Xia Qingluo blinked and asked strangely.

"You are a vine demon, why do you still eat?" Lin Ziao looked at the bowl of noodles and looked like eating well. If it weren't for his senior brother's Zixia peak, he might have stretched out his hand to grab it.

"I haven't practiced. I need grains to supplement nutrition." Xia Qingluo said naturally.

"Don't you just need sunshine and water?"

"Crops and flowers depend on... Food. What do you know?" Xia Qingluo almost said that dung was in charge of the house and quickly changed her mouth.

Lin Ziao laughed, "you little demon, you want to say that dung is the master. Don't think I don't understand. Before coming to qingluan sect, my parents and I planted land for several years, ha ha..."