Surprise! The popular villain is actually Long Aotian's wife

Shui Xiaosan scratched the door frantically: "Brother - Brother -"

"Come out quickly, come out quickly, or your wife will fly away--"

boom--

The domineering power of strange water raged and surged, and the Ten-turn Golden-patterned Emerald Soul Holy Water Lotus transformed into a huge lotus shape floating in the sky. The pouring power of strange water directly crushed a retreat place into slag.

His brother has been released.

Shui Xiaosan quickly pulled his brother's sleeve: "Brother, go quickly, I heard Sheng Xiaojiu curse, my sister-in-law's life is in danger, we need-"

Before he could finish his words, his brother disappeared.

Ah, leaving so fast without taking him with you.

After slapping to death a poisonous insect that had crawled onto the back of his hand, Shui Xiaosan took out the remaining roast chicken and tore off another chicken leg.

"The Third Ancestor——"

Paji.

The last chicken leg fell off.

After three seconds of silence, he kicked the ball away without leaving a trace. Shui Xiaosan straightened his back, put one hand behind his back, wore wide sleeves and clothes with fluttering hems, raised his chin, and put on his noble and elegant face.

Pretending like the wind.

Oh my god! There are so many poisonous insects on my face that I can’t open my eyes.

But judging from the voice, it seems to be the nephew of the clan leader.

The eldest nephew burst into tears and asked him to take action to eliminate the poisonous insects.

Maintaining her noble posture, Shui Xiaosan nodded her chin with great reserve.

Then, take action and kill the insects.

There are so many bugs, kill, kill, kill.

My hands are so sore, so I lowered my head and secretly ate a bite of roast chicken.

"Uncle San, what are you eating secretly?"

There are so many eyes watching below.

Nephew, believe it or not, your uncle will teach you a lesson.

Look at this roast chicken, it’s golden, salty and fragrant. Would you like to try it?

Then, with the poisonous insects falling like snow all over the sky, the old man and the young man, the clan leader and the ancestor, the eldest nephew and the third uncle, stood on the roof, looking at the poisonous insects sadly and sharing the same roast chicken.

However, what Shui Xiaosan didn't know was.

The Snow Region is closer to Southern Xinjiang than Zhongzhou is, so his brother was a step late.

Xuetong arrived earlier than his brother, so he could be considered a benefactor. His brother couldn't break Xuetong's neck, so when he came back, he broke the necks of a few old guys in a bad mood.

The Shui family was silent.

Shui Xiaosan hid his head and pretended to be dead: He came out to steal the roast chicken but was too late.

He shouldn't hesitate just to save face.

He should have rushed out without hesitation the moment his stomach rumbled.

He pleaded guilty to his brother.

Shui Er took a look at his younger brother who had a handsome face but was actually stupid and funny. He thought this younger brother was okay.

……

He Miao has fire spiritual power, so I also went to dig fire spiritual grass.

After digging for a long time, I came back empty-handed.

Qi Wu Yue raised an eyebrow, and glanced at her hand with his silver eyes: "Where is your Fire Spirit Grass?"

An Ning curled her lips: "It was robbed."

Qi Wu Yue's slightly cold gaze swept over the group of people for a moment: "Who stole it?"

The little chef is now under his protection.

He Miao: "No, it's Linlang who needs the Fire Spirit Grass more. She's an alchemist, and I'm a swordsman..."

Qi Wu Yue: "Why don't you go dig some wild vegetables?"

Then He Miao took the magic sword and dug up a bunch of wild vegetables and made a pot of wild vegetable soup, which tasted pretty good.

Qi Wu Yue drank a bowl and leaned over to stare at her: "Are you dissatisfied with me?"

He Miao: “Ah?”

Qi Wu Yue pointed at the wild vegetables and asked, isn’t this the connotation?

He Miao was even more confused, "It's not you..." You want to drink?

He Miao apologized immediately and skillfully: "I'm sorry."

An Ning held up an empty bowl beside him and said, "Add another bowl."

He Miao filled another bowl for the little person in Xiao Jin's cage and passed it to her through the cage, curious about how she could have become so small.

An Ning blew on the hot wild vegetable soup and said, "It's a long story, so I won't go into details."

Then, sip the soup.

He Miao: “…”

The closer to the snow-white sword intent, the denser the cultivators were, and the more monsters were attracted by the cultivators' aura.

Qi Wu Yue deliberately restrained his breath, and the monsters then attacked him.

Xuan Wei and Feng Bu Mian were only concerned with killing the monsters, so the only one who was willing to protect that group of burdens was Pei Shancai.

But he was weak after all, and among the burdens was Qingfeng, the unconscious second-generation immortal of the Wuji Dao Sect. For the sake of her parents, Pei Shancai had to protect her.

So the remaining burdens are really left to their fate.

Seeing a sword cultivator having his arm bitten off by a swarm of monsters, Linlang finally felt fear.

It was her fault.

Qingfeng does have quite a few life-saving magic weapons.

But she was as dizzy as a pig!

"He He, save me."

When she saw that there was no monster around He Miao, she immediately understood something. The man sitting on the sword holding the green umbrella must be from southern Xinjiang. He must have a magic weapon to avoid monsters.

Linlang immediately put on a panicked look and stumbled towards He Miao.

She thought of taking the opportunity to hide around Qi Wu Yue so that no monsters would approach her, but she didn't expect that He Miao would run towards her without hesitation with a sword in hand and stand in front of her.

Linlang embarrassedly withdrew her foot that was about to move towards Qi Wu Yue.

She secretly hated He Miao for rushing over. After a hundred years, her cultivation had only reached the Transformation Stage. Many of these monsters were at the Fusion Stage. Did she think that she could protect herself with just her cultivation level?

Can't you just stay close to that young master from Southern Xinjiang? After all, he looks like a person of high status in Southern Xinjiang.

Linlang almost bit off a mouthful of silver hair.

With tears glistening in her eyes, she raised her hand to tuck her messy hair behind her ears, and then subtly showed her pitiful and delicate figure in the direction of Qi Wu Yue.

An Ning’s eyes almost popped out.

Flirting!

That woman actually flirted with the emperor. Has she ever looked in the mirror?

How could she have the nerve to try to seduce them when the queen looked like this?

Qi Wu Yue still rescued the cook.

The little white snake flashed by like a streak of silver light, strangling a monster to death, and its cold blood-red eyes made people shudder.

Who dares to hit the cook!

When the other monsters smelled the scent of the holy Gu, they were instantly scared out of their wits. They turned around and ran away, as if there was a ghost following them.

Linlang walked forward gracefully, her face flushed, and she spoke softly, "I am Wuji Dao Sect's Linlang. Thank you for saving my life, young master. Are you a Southern Xinjiang Gu Master?"

An Ning was speechless, "I didn't save you, you don't have the nerve to do that."

Linlang was startled by the sudden sound. She bit her lip in panic and looked at Qi Wu Yue at a loss.

Qi Wu Yue picked one out from the corpses of monsters on the ground, wrapped it with spiritual power and threw it in front of He Miao: "Roast this one today."

He Miao began to process it silently.

Linlang whispered, "I'll help you."

Her fingers were slender, and it didn't seem like she was dealing with a monster, but rather showing off her hands.

A quarter of an hour later, she brought over the roasted spirit meat from He Miao, "Sir, have a taste of my cooking."

peaceful:"……"

Really convinced.

An Ning turned her head and looked at He Miao. She could no longer bear it: "I'm not blind. I saw it clearly. You baked this. Are you just going to let her take the credit for it?"

Linlang immediately put on an extremely pitiful expression: "I wanted to repay you for saving my life, so I grilled meat with He He. Why did this girl misunderstand me like this?"

Qi Wu Yue smiled, but his expression was dull. He only glanced at the embarrassed He Miao and flicked the cage with his fingers: "Eating won't stop you from eating? What? You want to eat the charcoal that Pei Shan just roasted?"

Pei Shancai's heart broke into eight pieces.

An Ning wrinkled her nose, apparently remembering that she could only eat the burnt food roasted by Pei Shan for the past few days.

But she still crossed her arms and said angrily: "I don't want to eat what she brings to me!"

He Miao quickly stuffed an animal leg into her hand.

An Ning is barely doing it.

She was very disappointed with Linlang. Anyone with a discerning eye could see what kind of person she was.

The little chef not only has excellent cooking skills, but also has a sincere heart. She is willing to feed her and Huang, a pair of helpless and starving people. An Ning really wants to beat her up with a stick to wake her up.

Wake up sister, little chef, you can’t see such a big poisonous snake next to you!

She is so scheming that she sold you out, and yet you still count her spirit stones for her.

An Ning took a big bite of the barbecue.

Really fragrant.

Compared with the cooking skills of the imperial chefs in the palace, the flavor is quite different.

An Ning felt a little depressed when she thought that she might never taste the little chef's cooking again after leaving the secret realm, but she quickly thought of a solution. She poked her head out of the small golden cage, which had a magic circle that could shrink her body. She stretched out two tiny hands and pulled a strand of Huang's silver hair.

Emperor, can we take the little chef back to Southern Xinjiang?