Quick-wearing villain Bai Yueguang is very sultry

Chapter 472 Food for Persian Cats (14)

"This is."

Looking at the slender figure that kept walking towards her, Chu Cha closed his eyes and made up his explanation in a crying voice: "This is a very handsome sea cat in our ocean. They are quick-moving, sharp-minded and usually good-looking."

The young man heard this——

Obviously pleased.

The originally gloomy face suddenly relaxed a little.

Although the pair of emerald green eyes are still fierce, they are full of joy that cannot be concealed, and the corners of the mouth are also restrained by his efforts not to rise, and the whole person is full of arrogance.

"Humph."

Chu Cha slowly separated his five fingers covering his eyes, and peeked at him secretly through the gap.

The little villain seems to be in a better mood now?

"Don't think that if you say some nice words, I will forget all the evil deeds you have done to this envoy."

Saying that, the young man untied the white hairband tied around Chu Cha's wrist, then tied her hands tightly together, and pulled her out of the house.

"Where are you taking me?"

Rasul snorted coldly, "The kitchen."

"Why are you taking me to the kitchen?"

"Of course, the tail of your stupid fish is fried into small dried fish, the upper body is made into grilled fish pieces, and the head is made into hot and sour fish head."

The girl in the turquoise green dress cried even more sadly, and the tears became more and more fierce.

"I do not want"

Rasul ignored her, and pulled her straight out of the bell tower, winding around a bunch of rockery corridors, and finally came to a yard where countless fish ingredients were piled up.

As soon as the little villain came here, his eyes lit up, and he happily put the cleaned small fish into the frying pan for frying.

Soon-

Those freshly baked small dried fish have been charged with oil and put on the plate.

Rasul leaned lazily on the stove, praised while eating: "It's really delicious."

Chu Cha swallowed silently while shedding tears.

Looking at the girl's pleading and timid eyes, Rasul suddenly felt better, and a pair of emerald green eyes were filled with a wicked smile.

"Want to eat?"

Chu Cha nodded his head lightly, his red eyes still filled with grievance and fear.

Her current situation is quite dangerous, but she also has to admit it from the bottom of her heart.

that small dried fish
Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

She didn't expect a response at all, but she didn't expect that the boy actually handed a piece of dried fish to her mouth.

She opened her teary eyes slightly, hesitated for a while and ate it.

The taste is crisp, neither salty nor light, delicate and endless aftertaste, 100% similar to the taste of the small dried fish in the storage tank!
Chu Cha's eyes lit up.

Those small dried fish turned out to be made by Rasul himself.

Does his current behavior mean that he still has some nostalgia for the time when the two of Mao and Yu got together?

"Is it tasty?"

Hearing Rasul's question, Chu Cha nodded without hesitation.

"Do you still want to eat?"

She raised her water eyes timidly, and said in a very low voice: ".Yes."

Rasul fed another piece.

"Do you still want to eat?"

"Yes." The voice gradually became more confident.

At the same time, in order to facilitate Rasul's feeding, she also took the initiative to move forward a few points.

She didn't eat much last night, and she cried for so long today, her physical strength has already been exhausted, and she just ate three small dried fishes to show her hunger all at once.

She was looking forward to the food, but suddenly there was a cold feeling on her forehead.

The slender white fingertips pressed against her forehead, forcing her body to step back.

The young man tilted his head slightly, and his seductive and deep eyes were filled with the joy of success, "If you want to be beautiful, you can only eat three small dried fish a day, and the rest are envoys of the gods."

Chu Cha: ? ? ?
Why does this sentence sound familiar?

damn it.

What a vengeful cat!

Just when Chu Cha was covered with black lines, there was a light knock on the courtyard door.

"Master Angel. I heard that you have returned from the temple. His Majesty the King specially sent me to invite you into the palace."

Rasul's joyful look just now suddenly faded away.

"No time." He said coldly.

"My lord, His Majesty the King said that there is a very important matter for you to control this time, which is related to the division of the future religious system of the Persian Empire."

Kendi naturally has innumerable awes for this God Envoy who has lived for as long as the Persian Empire has existed.

Hearing the other party's cold rejection, I was so scared that I almost dug a hole in the ground to hide.

But this is the first time His Majesty the King has given him an important task, and he must complete it, otherwise he will have no chance to succeed in the future.

"It's really troublesome." Rasul's face was full of reluctance.

Having said that—

But the 'Persian Empire' and 'Solo Cult' were what he grew up watching anyway.

After getting along for hundreds of years, they always have feelings.

What's more, Nassin has been a kid with ideas since he was a child, and he would not bother him easily after he became a king. This time he sent someone to invite him in such a hurry, which shows that something big is indeed about to happen.

As soon as Rasul took a step, he stopped, and a pair of seductive emerald green eyes paused for a while on Chu Cha:

"Stupid fish, go and have a look with me as an envoy."

**
The palace is located in the north of the capital.

There are many palaces, gold and silver halls, glittering with gold and pearls everywhere, and there are two majestic stone sculptures of bulls with wings and beasts at the main entrance of the audience hall.

The hall was already full of ministers.

There is also a team of envoys from the kingdom of Sharlai.

It is said that Mahtab, the most beloved little princess of Shaerlai, found a groom, a talented and humorous wealthy businessman named Furuji.

Because the State of Sharrai is a vassal state of the Persian Empire, all those who have the opportunity to inherit the throne in the future must come to see His Majesty the King of the Persian Empire.

Furuji, who became Mahtab's husband, was no exception.

This time he not only led many envoys to present the treasure, but also brought more than 20 missionaries.

These missionaries all have bald heads, wear yellow cassocks, and red monk hats. They call themselves "Bodhisattvas and Buddhas" and even give themselves titles.

What about 'Jiechen Bodhisattva', 'Forgetting the Worldly Monk', 'Cultivating Margin Patriarch'.

Furugi has always liked to go to the other side of the sea by boat to buy and sell goods.

When I went to India a while ago, there happened to be a sect called 'Buddhism', and their words and words made everyone feel deeply.

Furuji originally wanted to invite those Buddhist masters to the country of Shaerlai, but he didn't want them to have no desires because of practicing Buddhism. No matter how touching conditions Fuluji put forward, those Buddhist disciples shook their heads and refused.

Without any choice.

Fuluji could only draw from the gourds according to his memory, and found more than 20 indigenous people in the country of Shaerlai, shaved their heads, gave them dharma names, trained them for more than half a month, and dragged them together The "Buddhist disciples" who have never entered the school came to the Persian Empire to preach and enlighten.

(End of this chapter)