The first little white face in the Three Realms

Xie Randeng firmly pressed Luo Qingyao's troublesome hand: "I am not injured and there are other people here."

He had brought so many instruments and spells, so he wouldn't be killed by a fifth-order monster, but this place was full of dangers, so he had to practice his swordsmanship for the first time when he came out to practice.

Every time he fights with monsters, it is a valuable experience for him.He was indeed in a bit of a panic when he was chased just now, but he was not injured in time when Luo Qingyao came out.

Luo Qingyao glanced around coldly. After the Chi Yan Niu fell down, some monks were eager to move and tried to get close to Luo Qingyao's eyes, but they unconsciously took a few steps back.

The skin, fur, and bones of the Chiyan ox are good things, but they have to be killed, how fierce the person who just rode on the Chiyan ox, especially the expression just now, made them so frightened that they couldn't help avoiding it.

Luo Qingyao felt a little regretful, because someone couldn't untie her husband's clothes if they watched.

He changed to a wider knife, and with a puff, he inserted it directly into the waist of the Chi Yan Niu.He has always been inferior to Xie Randeng in cooking and other more detailed tasks, but Luo Qingyao has become proficient in the dirty and tiring work of handling ingredients after continuous practice.

The wide blade shining with cold light walked along the skeleton of the Scarlet Flame Bull for a moment, dismembering it into a pile of flesh and a complete skeleton.

Luo Qingyao picked out the cowhide that had been completely peeled off with a sword: "Use the big ones to make scabbards and blankets, and the small ones to make boots for your husband."

The cowhide is hard and flexible. After being washed and then tempered and cut, it can wrap the feet very well. Moreover, the fur of the Scarlet Flame Cow has its own heat, so it will not be cold at all in the ice and snow.

The tip of his knife was still bleeding downwards, and this hand was exposed, and the few foundation-building monks who had summoned up their courage retracted their feet again.

Xie Randeng melted the ice he had formed into water, washed away the blood, and followed Luo Qingyao out of the grassland.

He followed the latter into the peaks of the two mountains, and arrived at a cave exuding the unique smell of beasts.

"That calf carried me here before."

Luo Qingyao looked around: "There is no one here now, I am blocking the entrance of the cave, let me see."

Xie Randeng has icy muscles and bones, it seems that a slight touch will draw a wound on the flawless body, unlike his rough skin and thick flesh, he didn't check it with his own eyes, he was really worried.

Seeing that he was so persistent, Xie Randeng had no choice but to agree, but his fingertips tapped the back of Luo Qingyao's hand: "I'll do it myself, just help me look."

After the husband said so, Luo Qingyao naturally stopped, watching the beauty unblinkingly unblinking.

The two have been married for more than a year now, they are both old couples, and it's not like they haven't seen each other's bodies, but Xie Randeng still feels a little ashamed for Luo Qingyao to watch him like this

He quickly took off his clothes, lowered his head to check his chest, and only left Luo Qingyao the back that he couldn't see: "Are you all right?"

The cave was rather dark, but Xie Randeng looked extraordinarily white and jade-like in it, and after eating so much, he still looked a little thin and lonely.

Luo Qingyao couldn't resist reaching out to touch her husband's overly superior shoulder blades. Even an old couple would still feel uncomfortable being touched by Xie Randeng.

He evaded back: "what's the matter, is there a wound on the back?"

"I misread it just now, and I was not injured."

Luo Qingyao still had some nostalgia for the smooth touch of his fingertips, and was worried that Xie Randeng would catch a cold, so he quickly fixed his clothes for him.This is not a clean place, and someone may break into it at any time, even if he wanted to do something, he would not do it in a dark and dirty cave.

He said in a very heartbroken tone: "My husband is too thin!"

Xie Randeng rolled up his sleeves, and with a little effort, his arms bulged with distinct muscles. It was not as exaggerated as those who looked very strong at first glance, but it was not so thin that it was unhealthy.

Luo Qingyao sounded like his grandmother, who had eaten enough, but still felt that he was starving.

"Nuwa Empress pinches people differently. I'm either skinny, or I can't get fat."

Suddenly a red light flashed in the dark cave, accompanied by a small cry.

"Who?!"

With the sharp sword out of its sheath, Luo Qingyao tried his best to hold Xie Randeng to reveal a little snow-white flesh at the first moment, and then took a step forward to block him behind him.

A few dark green light bulbs lit up from the depths of the cave, and several pitch-black bats flew out with fluttering wings, but they couldn't get out of the cave, so they fell to the ground with a slap. Looking carefully, their bodies had been covered. The sharp floating light cut into two pieces.

The floating light has its own luminous effect, and it has been floating in the air since it was unsheathed, illuminating the cave like a bright lamp.

"It's just a few fire bats." They prefer hot, dry and dark places and feed on flames. There are often such small bats near the residence of the Red Flame Ox.

Firebats are relatively weak, generally second to third-order monsters, and when they encounter danger, they will burst into flames, burning the enemy, and may take their own lives with them. Disciple, you can easily deal with such a weak monster.

The red flame ox has a bad temper, and the surrounding area is easy to catch fire. The places where they usually live are bare stones without any shelter. Some thick vines hanging near the cave show signs of being scorched and curled.Coupled with the fire bats that would ignite when they were in a hurry, after thinking about it, they could be sure that there were no other monks in the deep cave.

The cave is not too deep, and the floating light hits the bottom shortly after flying in. The excrement of some fire bats or red flame cows is piled up inside. After the dried feces are burned by the flames dropped by the fire bats, the small cave is illuminated. .

Dried cow dung was originally used as fuel in some places, and the red flame cow dung, which was a herbivorous monster, burned and exuded a unique fragrance of grass and trees.

Xie Randeng pulled Luo Qingyao back a few steps to the outside of the cave. The fire in the cave was useless, but it reminded him of one thing.

"Let's deal with the Chiyan Niu first, and then go hunting for treasure after eating something." If you don't have a full stomach, you won't have the strength to lose weight.Although Bigu Dan can fill up enough energy, it does not give you the psychological satisfaction of being full.

The fur of the Chiyan ox can be packed up after being washed, and its flesh and blood can only be used as food.

The food they brought from the outside world can be stored for a long time, and most of them are staple food, which is just right to take this monster as a side dish.

A resolute kitchen was set up outside the cave, with a large grill and two pots, one large and one small.Direct dead branches mixed with dried cow dung as fuel, and the fire was lit from the cave, which also saved the spiritual power of using spells.

Xie Randeng threw a piece of ice into the pot, and the pure ice was quickly burned into clear water by the flames. The large beef bone was used as the bottom of the pot, and the kitchen repair secret seasoning specially brought in from the outside was added to it. One pot directly uses the snow-white part of the beef body to boil the oil, and stir-fries it with some spices brought in, and pours the thinly sliced ​​meat into the pot, and the aroma immediately hits the face, which attracts the index finger.

Compared with the old beef, the meat of the calf is much more tender. Considering the food intake of two people, he mainly dealt with the calf this time, and all the others were frozen firmly and thrown into the storage bag.

Whether it is a storage space or a storage bag, they only have the ability to store things, and they cannot keep the food as it is.

But with Xie Randeng's excellent ice-making skills, their materials are always stored longer than others.

Slicing and dicing the beef, and cutting the spices into fine pieces, all these manual tasks were done by Luo Qingyao.

If Daoist Poxu was here, seeing the sword skills he taught his disciples being used to chop vegetables, he would definitely be heartbroken again.

But he wasn't there, so Luo Qingyao was very devoted, and was satisfied that she could take good care of her husband.

Turning pots is also physical work, so Luo Qingyao naturally took over.In addition to providing water and recipes, Xie Randeng was also there to direct Luo Qingyao's strength and the number of times of stir-frying.

The taste of the dishes made under his guidance is almost the same as that cooked by him.

After singing a piece of stir-fried tender beef, Xie Randeng squinted his eyes in satisfaction. The calf meat is very tender. After frying, it seems to melt in the mouth. Because of the characteristics of the Chiyan beef itself, it does not add chili With a spicy taste, it tastes painful and refreshing.

A fourth-order monster that only eats spirit grass is delicious and full of aura, and a piece of it can provide a lot of aura to the body.

"It's even better than the ones I made before."

Luo Qingyao's eyes were bent into the moon, and there seemed to be a tail wagging behind him: "Eat more if it tastes good."

Xie Randeng stuffed a piece into his mouth, the latter quickly swallowed it, and opened his shiny thin lips stained with grease: "More."

When they were at home, they basically ate their own food, and rarely fed each other like they do now.

After feeding a few pieces, Xie Randeng finally noticed Luo Qingyao's sinister intentions. He gently touched the edge of the pot with his chopsticks: "Do it yourself, eat."

It's not easy to eat rice in the wild. The staple food he serves is vermicelli. The vermicelli is made from the golden potato unique to the spirit world. It is thick and long, and it will become crystal clear after cooking. One bite and chew Full of strength, Bi Lingmi is more suitable for this pot of delicious beef soup.

The overbearing aroma of the food drifted along the wind to the cave, and besides, a monk who found it nearby sniffed: "It smells so delicious, it smells like particularly delicious beef."

His companion also swallowed a mouthful of saliva, but denied, "You smelled it wrong. Besides, it's inconvenient to eat Bigu Dan. It took a lot of effort to get the food, and the good things were snatched up by others."

Although the secret realm is large, the resources are limited. There are so many monks coming in, how can they waste time on satisfying their appetites.

"Look, here is a piece of spiritual grass! This is a very rare golden plum."

Jinxianmei is a middle-grade spiritual herb, but its quantity is rare, so it is very rare.

The eyes of the monk who spoke behind him lit up, lying on the ground, took out his tools and carefully dug the spiritual grass he found.

After spending a lot of time, they finally harvested the spiritual grass, and the monks were quite satisfied.

The senior monk immediately said: "Let me tell you, like the kind of people who are greedy for food and drink, all good things are snatched away."

The other younger one was deeply convinced and nodded repeatedly.

The place where the fragrance comes out is also weak, and it should be that the person who eats has eaten up.

Xie Randeng is a very civic-minded person. After eating, he has to deal with food residues, and he doesn't litter them.

"Just bury it under the tree over there, the bones will be slowly absorbed by corruption."

Plants with buried corpses do especially well.

Luo Qingyao wiped her mouth: "You leave it alone, I'll take care of it."

He walked over with the pot, and then raised his head: "Randeng, look at these golden flowers, and they look pretty pretty."

"Let me see." After eating, admiring the flowers is also considered fun.

The hard-working monks heard the more elegant and pleasant male voice say: "This is Jin Lumei."

There is only one word difference between Jinlumei and Jinxianmei, but one is a top-grade spiritual grass and the other is a middle-grade spiritual grass. The value and scarcity of the former are a hundred times that of the latter!

Being greedy, for a few hours, the tired and hungry monk felt his brain congested, and wanted to rush in to grab the treasure immediately!

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