After falling from the devil, the villain leader quit her job

Mo Qi: "..."

As we all know, next time must be equal to no next time.

Mo Qi's eyes fell on Song Xi's storage bag, and for the first time, the former good boy brother of Fulumen had the idea of ​​robbing.

Song Xi really deserved a fucking beating.

Song Xi directly ignored the resentment on Mo Qi's face, and calmly stuffed the blank messenger stone into the storage bag again.

Laugh to death.

She doesn't know how to predict the future. At that time, she was almost sprayed with fruit seeds all over the ground. How could she have the opportunity to take a photo with a stone to record ink?

But Mo Qi is a fool, easy to deceive, and it doesn't prevent her from fooling around at all, believing whatever she says.

Under Mo Qi's cannibalistic eyes, Song Xi finally picked up the Langhao brush and talisman paper.

Song Xi still cherished his own face to the last ounce, and only after confirming that he didn't know these people did he let himself go.

As for Mo Qi?

He is not considered human in Song Xi's eyes.

When many talisman seal masters were still drawing talismans, she climbed onto the table, sat cross-legged, and stuffed a piece of dog's tail grass into her mouth.

Mo Qi: "???"

Is there really no one she cares about in this world?

The talisman seal masters around even wanted to save face, they were very restrained, they couldn't help but look at each other, and looked at Song Xi with some surprise, their eyes widened when they saw it.

"???"ha?

She's at? ?

Boil water? ?

The girl sitting cross-legged on the table didn't look sideways, her face was calm, she held a piece of dog's tail grass in her mouth, her legs were crossed leisurely, after she quietly poured out a pot of water, she calmly took out a The flame talisman was stuck in front of him, and he couldn't tell whether it was the pot or the container of the alchemy furnace.

Under the warm light of the fire, the girl stared intently at the alchemy furnace in front of her.

Mo Qi: "???"

Talisman masters: "???"

Song Xi's expression was so natural that for a moment, everyone thought that he had wandered into someone's back kitchen.

Mo Qi watched helplessly as more and more talisman masters couldn't help moving their buttocks to this side, his expression suddenly turned cold, he opened his mouth, but he didn't know how to scold Song Xi, the culprit.

Anyway, she really didn't bother anyone else.

Except for sitting a little higher, Song Xi didn't even make a sound when pouring water. Now those who are sneaking around are all eager to eat melons. over here.

Mo Qi squinted his eyes, and coldly warned the group of talisman masters who were keen to eat melons, "Don't watch the excitement, each draws his own."

But it doesn't seem to work.

Although those people no longer blatantly stretched their necks to watch, they obviously didn't have much interest in drawing talismans.

Song Xi reached out and shook the ink stick in his palm.

I don't know whether it was due to selection or simply being stingy. The Langhao pen and talisman paper given by the wolf rider were not so high-end and elegant.

Even casual cultivators have never used such a broken Langhao brush and talisman paper. Many talisman seal masters present were a little uncomfortable with using it. They ran out of ink after one stroke and directly drew a piece of talisman paper.

"What is she going to do? Alchemy?"

The aunt with a square face, Master Fu Zhuan raised her eyes cautiously to glance at Mo Qi standing in front with a dark complexion, secretly took out a messaging stone from under the table, and sent a message to her friend.

"Does alchemy release water?" The other party was obviously fishing, and the reply was quick, "To me, she doesn't look like alchemy, but more like a mess."

In Mo Qi's gloomy gaze, Song Xi moved.

Sitting cross-legged in the center of the desk table, the girl who seemed to be out of order sat up lazily and straightened her back while the crowd watched silently, and glanced at the boiling water in the pot.

It is different from the rubbing and dipping of ink that other people pay attention to.

Under everyone's expectant eyes, Song Xi violently smashed the pile of low-quality ink into pieces, threw it into the boiling alchemy furnace, and boiled it.

Everyone was stunned.

cooked? !

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