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Chapter 571 [Not good, poisonous! 】(2/2)

The two devils, Mu De, didn't let him take advantage of any loopholes.

You shouldn't have signed up to participate in the invasion of the central territory in the first place. Wouldn't it be nice to just stay in the Three Saints Sect and be a waste?

Also, why doesn’t what you tell me, senior brother, work?

In the distant ancestral planet, a slovenly middle-aged man who was chatting about the mountains suddenly sneezed several times in succession.

What little brat is talking about him?

Don’t you know, senior brother, I am dating a junior sister?

He Xiaotian rescued Yan Fei from the cauldron. This was his magical tool for cutting leeks, and he couldn't let his hair get twisted for no reason.

In order to comfort the other party, he decided to stew a pot of soup himself and express his apology.

In fact, this is just rhetoric.

It was all just because the nine-headed bird took out the puppet charm, and He Xiaotian suddenly realized that there must be many interesting things in this wilted bird.

If the child fails to trap the wolf, he will give him a bone as a reward.

After he completely tamed the nine-headed bird, wouldn't all its treasures be his?

While He Xiaotian was scheming against the other party, he took the ingredients given by the other party and cooked them in the pot one by one.

Nine-Headed Bird is very happy, he is on the right path of cultivating a "shit shovel officer".

If you give him a little sweetness, he can't wait to start taking the initiative to be a cook.

It’s so gratifying!!

But the next second, my head felt a little cold for some reason, as if there was a big net covering it.

Yan Fei was sandwiched between the two bosses, shivering.

Poor, weak, helpless.

After stirring for a long time, He Xiaotian looked at the dragon soup that exuded an alluring fragrance and felt satisfied in his heart.

Look, I still have some talent in cooking.

How appetizing is the color of this soup?

The white bones floating among them are simply the finishing touch.

He Xiaotian felt full of accomplishment because he had studied the wrong major.

If you want to get into a major medical school, you should learn to be a chef!

The nine-headed bird blinked and thought to himself, what is this guy doing?

"Let's eat!"

He Xiaotian was very narcissistic, then waved his big hand and said energetically.

He picked up a large spoon and poured it into the nine-headed bird's exclusive jade bowl.

Yan Fei, who was shivering, was holding a broken bowl carefully.

By the way, this bowl was also taken out from behind the butt of the Nine-Headed Bird.

I don’t know why this bird put the storage space there in a very malicious way.

"Come on, come on, try my handiwork."

He Xiaotian immediately urged him, he needed praise.

"Chiliu————"

When Yan Fei heard this, he drank the entire bowl of soup in one go.

This is dragon bone cooking. How could he, a little transparent member of the Three Saints Sect, be treated like this?

The proud son of heaven in the sect, the number one among the younger generation, I am afraid he is only at this level.

As a result, after smelling the alluring dragon soup and swallowing it all, a strong and severe pain spread throughout my body.

No, this soup is poisonous?

"Plop!!"

He Xiaotian was stunned as he looked at Yan Fei who fell to the ground.

What's going on, little brother, you look like you've drunk some poison, who are you showing this to?

When the nine-headed bird saw the neon light flashing on the face of the "shocker", it immediately smoothed things over.

Don't let the plan fail. You need to give some encouragement when appropriate.

"Maybe his cultivation level is too low and the power contained in the soup is too strong, which makes him unable to digest it. The body's protective system automatically activates, causing him to faint."

He Xiaotian's complexion finally improved a lot after hearing this.

Then he turned his head and looked at the nine-headed bird.

Drink!!

Phoenix:"......"

I don't know why, but I always felt that the alluring dragon soup in the jade bowl suddenly turned into green mucus, and the rising heat turned into a skeleton, tempting it to drink.

For a while, his head hurt a little.

Isn't it really poisonous?

But when he saw He Xiaotian's eyes gradually becoming unkind, Nine-Headed Bird's heart trembled.

How is it possible? After all, it is cooked with dragon bones and added with my own precious spices.

Even if a pig is used to make the soup, the taste will not be much different.

"Gudong, Gudong..."

“Dang Cang!!”

The jade bowl fell from its wings, and the nine-headed bird looked stiff and fell to the ground.
Chapter completed!
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