Immortal world foodie: husband makes me noodle soup

Chapter 122 The Small Volcano Erupted
After a month of getting along with her, Qian Zang has already figured out her habits, and you must feed her well at meal time, otherwise you can't do anything if she makes trouble.

It's not even okay to be in a daze.

Normally, when Yang Juanjuan saw something to eat, she would definitely take it and eat it first, but today she didn't even reach out to pick it up, but pointed in the direction where the roast chicken disappeared, and insisted: "Master, I really want to see it. There is a roast chicken running there."

The roast chicken ran so fast that it was invisible in the blink of an eye.

"Maybe your vision is wrong." Qian Zang said.

Master didn't believe her, Yang Juanjuan got a little anxious, stomped his feet and said: "Master, you believe me, I'm absolutely right, it's a roast chicken. I saw it was red all over, it must be It’s roast chicken, that’s right. Let’s go after it quickly, maybe we can catch up.”

It was burning red, these five words reminded Qian Zang.

He remembered that there was a spirited volcano on the iceberg in Beichuan, which could change shape at will and move around, and no one could catch it.Could it be that the volcano on Xuezhi Mountain has also become fine?

Thinking of this, Qian Zang drove the sword to chase in that direction, and said while chasing, "Then let's go and have a look."

"Yeah." Yang Juanjuan agreed deeply, took the chicken leg in his hand, and gnawed on it.

After chasing the place where Yang Juanjuan said he saw the roast chicken, there was nothing but snow, not even a chicken feather, let alone roast chicken.

"Strange, how can a red-hot chicken run so fast?" Yang Juanjuan gnawed on the chicken leg while expressing his opinion.

Somewhere, the hiding little volcano heard Yang Juanjuan say that it was roast chicken, and was so angry that his whole body almost burst into flames.

It's obviously a turkey, okay?

"Did you see which direction it was running?" Qian Zang asked, the magic power spread out, sealing off the whole body for ten miles.

"No, I just saw it sticking out its fart/butt and flashing here for a while, and then it disappeared."

When Qian Zang heard this description, the corners of his mouth twitched uncontrollably, he wanted to say something but he didn't say anything in the end.

First it is said to be roast chicken, and now it is said to be pouty.

The soldier could not be killed, but a small volcano suddenly erupted and appeared from under the snow.

Stretching out her little wings, she pointed at Yang Juanjuan and roared, "Which eye of yours sees that I'm roasting chicken?"

Looking at a fire-breathing roast chicken that suddenly popped out, Yang Juan spit out all the food he ate in his mouth with a puff.

"That's it, roast chicken!" The next second, Yang Juanjuan grabbed Qian Zang's clothes, pointed at the small volcano and shouted.

When the small volcano appeared, Qian Zang knew it, it really looked like a roast chicken, no wonder it was curled up...

Calling it roasted chicken again, Xiao Huo got angry, "I'll say it again, I'm not roasted chicken."

Yang Juanjuan blinked innocently, "But, but you grow..." It's like roast chicken.

"I'm a turkey, you ignorant human being." The little volcano flapped its wings, and the flames spewed out, straight towards Yang Juanjuan.

Yang Juanjuan felt the scorching heat, and instinctively blocked it with his hand, but saw Qian Zang waved his hand, the flame was scattered and fell on the snow, and the burning snow sizzled and turned into water vapor.

Seeing that his flame was scattered by Qian Zang, according to Xiao Huan's temper, he must take revenge and show the other party some seriousness.But when it saw that Qian Zang was wearing purple clothes with dragon patterns, it suddenly remembered something, chirped, and ran away with its wings between its wings.

The speed of the small volcano is extremely fast, I saw it flashing here and there with its chicken butt/butt sticking out, the speed is so fast that it makes people speechless.

Qian Zang drove the sword and chased after it, followed it for a few places in a daze, but finally lost track of it.

"Master, why is it running?" Yang Juanjuan looked at the direction where it disappeared, and asked in great bewilderment.

"I don't know." Qian Zang didn't change his countenance or heartbeat when he said this lie.

If he didn't know, then why did he come all the way here to find the volcano?
Yang Juanjuan told her intuitively that Master had not told her the truth.But she didn't ask, because she knew that Master would say what he wanted to say, and if she asked too much, Master would dislike him.

When it got dark, Qian Zang chose a sheltered valley, built a simple house, and just made do for one night.

The next day, he collected his things and took Yang Juanjuan on the road to find the small volcano again.

After searching for two or three days in a row, there was no sacrifice of the small volcano.Qian Zang thought that it must have been hiding, so he didn't know how long it would take to wait for it to appear.

On the fourth day, Qian Zang no longer searched and waited blindly, but took the sword to sweep the snow from place to place.He knew that there was a cave in the small volcano, and as long as the snow on the surface was swept away, the entrance of the cave could be found.

In this way, Qian Zang started a blanket search in the Mangmang Snow Mountain.

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Xiaohuo was very vigilant, and after recognizing Qian Zang, he hid in a cave several hundred miles below, and never dared to come out again.

Its cave is huge, and although it is underground, it is full of light. It is a fireball made by itself, hanging high in the sky, like a small sun.

There is water, flowers, trees, and some small animals in the cave. It is as warm as spring, and the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant. It can be said that this is a fairyland on earth.

In the fairyland on earth, Little Volcano sits on a stone chair surrounded by flowers, crosses his legs leisurely, looks at the spiritual grass it cultivates, and teases the small animals it catches. It is a very pleasant life.

Only occasionally, it would recall some of the past, which was a very bad memory.

At that time, it had not yet matured, but it also had some vague consciousness.It has lived in obscurity in the snow mountain for thousands of years, and suddenly one day, a person broke its tranquility.

That person is Qian Zang.

Once Qian Zang came, he scraped away more than half of the spring grass that he had worked so hard to raise, and nearly one-third of its fire pulp.

It was in a daze at that time, and it didn't know that it was being bullied.It was only after I cultivated my mind that I realized that hundreds of years ago, so many good things were snatched away at the door of the house.

It wanted revenge, but it couldn't leave the volcano, so the matter was left alone.Who knows, after hundreds of years, it almost forgot Qian Zang, and they met again.

After recognizing Qian Zang, it's not that it didn't think about taking revenge, but when it thought of his powerful magic power, it didn't dare to hit the gun. It's better to hide here and live a peaceful life.

On the tenth day when it was leisurely living like this, two uninvited guests broke into its cave.

Xiaohuo got up from the stone chair, looked at the visitor in shock, and stammered: "You, you, how did you find this place?"

"Roast chicken, let me ask you. We don't eat you, why are you running away?" Yang Juanjuan was still thinking about this question.

(End of this chapter)