I Created the World

Fan Qingqi, who had already ran to the door, heard Sun Dasheng's scream, she was shocked in her heart, thought she had an accident, and immediately ran back again.

She saw her eyes widen when she saw Sun Dasheng's dog gnaw the mud and fell to the ground with a marshmallow-like thing flying above the yard.

"Jingling!"

Fan Qingqi exclaimed in silence.

After tweeting found Fan Qingqi, he immediately turned around and flew away.

At this time, Sun Dasheng hummed up from the ground, and wanted to find out what the thing that scared himself just now was.

Fan Qingqi saw Sun Dasheng okay, jumped up, and fell on the wall and looked at it.

Even the mortals know what Jingling means, not to mention Fan Qingqi who was born in the family of Xiuxian.

When looking at the situation in the yard clearly, she couldn't help looking a little stunned.

A teenager, about 18 or 9 years old, was holding a knife in his hand, cutting the throat of a chicken, and a pungent **** smell came from there.

After the teenager drained the chicken blood, he soaked the chicken in a bucket of hot water beside him, and then picked up another chicken in the wooden bucket that had been soaked for a long time and began to pluck the hair.

His expression was focused and serious, and he didn't seem to see Fan Qingqi on the courtyard wall three meters away.

Fan Qingqi stood stiffly on the wall, watching this scene of trembling, his body could not help shaking slightly.

The young man in front of her was ordinary in appearance. She could not feel the breath of the Immortal Cultivator and the Warrior. She looked like an ordinary person in any way. Only her eyes were bright and bright, and she had an elegant and deep temperament.

But he was obviously pulling chicken feathers, but his movements revealed a natural, rounded rhyme.

Someone said to Fan Qingqi before that she could be shocked by pulling chicken feathers, and she would definitely sneer.

Especially when seeing Jingling happily bouncing on the shoulders of the teenager, making a pleasing cry, Fan Qingqi was shocked to add.

She has never heard that Jing Ling will be close to a human being, because whether it is a monk or a warrior, the first reaction to seeing Jing Ling is to catch them in their hands.

"Hey, chick, what do you think!"

While Fan Qingqi stared at Chen Luoba's chicken feathers for a while, Sun Dasheng moved up the stool at this time and stood up, then looked on the tiptoe towards the courtyard.

Sun Dasheng saw Chen Luo and Jingling, and he was completely indifferent.

In his view, it was just a very ordinary neighbor who was killing chickens, and that shaggy guy was very cute, and it was just used to scare himself.

As for why there are such furry, flying pets, it is not surprising.

This is the world of immortal heroes. There are a lot of people who raise spirit beasts. Maybe that thing is a spirit beast.

It seems that it should be a weak chicken spirit beast with little effect.

"What's so good about pulling chicken feathers..."

Sun Dasheng saw that Fan Qingqi was dumbfounded and lost his soul. He felt inexplicably uncomfortable in his heart and felt a little jealous.

"It's over, Goku, your chick is in love with others!"

"Something wrong, this chick's eyes look like hell, not the expression of his sweetheart."

"But obviously it's just picking chicken feathers, and not just pulling a few. Is it necessary to be surprised?"

"Fan Xiaoniu is a martial arts expert anyway, maybe I can see what we can't see."

"The young guy who pulls the feathers may be a big guy."

...

Chen Luo took out the rice wine and salt, marinated the two chickens, stuffed the prepared meat with diced meat, mushrooms and various spices, wrapped the lotus leaves in the outer layer, and put on the wet mud, and then started roasting on a fire.

This is what Chen Luo learned a few days ago called Huaji, which is very popular in martial arts novels.

This kind of thing naturally has to be done in the fairy world.

In the past few days, Chen Luo has already visited Tiannan Mansion, and the ninth style of the Sword of Extinction has also been performed.

Now that you have nothing to do with it, you can do it yourself, and don't have any fun.

And the taste of the chicken is not bad, so he gets two to taste every day.

When Sun Dasheng lived in the yard next door, Chen Luo naturally knew it very early, but he didn't expect it to be such a coincidence. This guy happened to live next door.

Chen Luo didn't care, just as a strange neighbor, except that Sun Dasheng and Fan Qingqi were a little annoyed every day.

After a while, the chicken was cooked, and Chen Luo took out the wooden stick and pulled out the two charcoal-shaped earthen bags.

He peeled off the outer layer of burnt mud to reveal the chicken wrapped in lotus leaves.

The soil had just shattered, and a strong scent of chicken was suddenly filled with air, making people salivate.

Sun Dasheng and Fan Qingqi moved their throats at the same time and couldn't help swallowing.

No way, it is too fragrant.

"Is this the legendary chaffinch?"

Sun Dasheng had seen many martial arts dramas in reality anyway, but just glanced at it and vaguely guessed what it was.

Chen Luo didn't care about the two people watching the movie on the wall. He just tore off a chicken leg slowly and ate it in a hurry.

"Xiongtai, can you sell that chicken?"

Sun Dasheng couldn't bear the temptation of this taste and immediately shouted at Chen Luo on tiptoe.

Fan Qingqi's expression suddenly changed, and he turned and jumped from the yard, pulling Sun Dasheng off the stool.

"come back!"

Sun Dasheng's inexplicable expression, "What are you doing?"

Sun Dasheng was not willing to jump on the stool to find Chen Luo to buy chicken, but Fan Qingqi was dragged into the house.

Although Sun Dasheng is a man, in Fan Qingqi, who has been a martial arts practitioner since childhood, he has no ability to resist at all.

"That is not an ordinary person, don't go to death."

Sun Dasheng was stunned for a moment, and then he said with a disappointed expression, "It's not just ordinary people, I asked him if the chickens were not for sale, and he could kill me."

Fan Qingqi said angrily, "Don't you just notice that he didn't even look at us at all. Those immortal cultivators look like mortal eyes, you dare to provoke him, he can really kill you!"

Sun Dasheng didn't speak at all. As a soul-worn person, he didn't know much about the world of the fairy repairer than Fan Qingqi, who was born in a family of fairy repairers.

If she says this, it means that the attitude of the immortals to mortals is mostly like this.

"But, I don't think that person looks like a bad person?"

Fan Qingqi was anxious. "How can you tell whether a person is good or bad?"

"Yeah, I don't think you look like a bad guy."

Sun Dasheng suddenly laughed, stepped forward and took a step closer to Fan Qingqi.

Fan Qingqi looked stagnant, her face flushed slightly, and then she couldn't help taking a step back, stuttering, "You, you, what are you doing so close to me..."

"Naturally is doing what I want to do."

Sun Dasheng grabbed Fan Qingqi's waist, and then the whole person moved up.

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