Every time you go out, there are treasures delivered to your door

There are a few pieces of meat in the salty and delicious soup, thick and crispy skin, soft and elastic meat, bite the meat and drink the soup, it is very satisfying.

Feng Wuxiu emptied a bowl in two or three strokes, and ran to the pot with the empty bowl in both hands, took from Mu Xirong's hand and took it from Mu Xirong's hand, which had been dried so that it would not be too hot but was still boiling hot, and filled it up again. Continue to eat happily.

After eating [-]% full, Feng Wuxiu found out that most of the food went into his own stomach, and Mu Xirong didn't even have time to take a bite, so he couldn't help but feel a little guilty. It's really not kind.

"Cough, Xi...Brother, your craftsmanship is really good. I can't stop eating it. Don't you want to eat it?" When it grows louder, it really makes goosebumps fall all over the ground.

"I've already bigu." Even after saying this, Mu Xirong still filled a small half of the bowl for company, and Feng Wuxiu took the rest automatically and consciously.

After eating until his stomach became round, Feng Wuxiu sighed, this is the wonderful life he imagined!

What happened to the experience?Who said experience can't be turned into vacation mode?Give him another fight after such a satisfying experience!

"I'll keep watch at night. How about the first half and your second half?" Feng Wuxiu suggested as he lay on the matted floor, put his hands on his head and looked sideways at Mu Xirong.

"I'll be fine."

Feng Wuxiu frowned slightly, this person followed him, cooking and watching the night, it was really unfair, there is no free lunch in the world, I don't know what this person is trying to do, is it really because of the child friendship?

Apart from his useless identity as the son of the Feng family, maybe his spiritual power attribute is rather special, other than that, there seems to be nothing worthy of this person's scheme.

Unable to understand, Feng Wuxiu had doubts in his eyes: "What do you need?"

Mu Xirong pursed her lips, always feeling that her image in the eyes of children was very unreliable, shouldn't it be a happy thing to meet her childhood playmate again?

Of course, this does not mean that Mu Xirong is happy to see Feng Wuxiu really let go of all her childhood playmates. If Feng Wuxiu really believes it for granted, Mu Xirong may be even more worried, because she is afraid that Feng Wuxiu will be here. It is difficult to survive in the world of cultivating immortals who cannibalize people without spitting out their bones.

"I am already a Nascent Soul, so I don't need to sleep, just a little breath adjustment. If you don't have a good rest, how can you practice better tomorrow if you don't have enough energy?"

Although Feng Wuxiu felt that he was not so delicate, and he was used to going out to practice before, Mu Xirong insisted on it again and again, and the final result of the discussion was that Feng Wuxiu was persuaded, and Mu Xirong kept watch at night.

It was a rare time to be able to sleep so well outside. When Feng Wuxiu woke up the next day, he was refreshed. He stretched and kicked his legs, and greeted Mu Xirong who was practicing sword in the morning dew: "Morning!"

Then he went to the river to wash his face, served the soup that Mu Xirong made earlier with wild fruits for breakfast, and went to the river to wash his hands after eating.

"what?"

The sun had just risen, and the surface of the water reflected a faint glow, sparkling, with a bit of green light standing out in it.

If the sun is fully up and there is no reddish light to reflect it, I am afraid that it may not be visible if it is mixed with the reflection of the tree.

Feng Wuxiu was able to find out, and he could only sigh that he was lucky.

The author has something to say: Shame: Why do you have to follow the baby (._.)

Hee hee: Near water towers first get the moon (づ′▽`)づ

Shame: →_→

Hee hee: That’s called boiling frogs in warm water (^_^?)

Shame: (╯'□′)╯︵┻━┻

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Silently released the copywriting of "Ghost City Express", but with the baby's coding speed slower than a snail and lacking an outline... let's finish writing this first... Destined to destroy one article, you can't destroy the second article ╮(￣▽￣)╭