Xuan Niao is a little flustered now.
As a big demon who has been enshrined by several generations of monarchs, standing on Xie Wuyan's shoulders and watching countless demons bow their heads to Chen Chen, and fight with thousands of monks and bloody big demons. Logically speaking, it has never seen any big scenes.
So when Shen Wanqing said he was going to stew it, Xuanniao scoffed.
How could there be mere humans who dare to be so arrogant? You are a dignified bird!
Until Shen Wanqing really carried it to the kitchen like this, borrowed a pot from the cook, and started to boil water to add wood, and even cut white radishes as ingredients.
The mysterious bird with its mouth bound: "Cuckoo!!"
The cook on the side watched cheerfully: "This pigeon is quite lively."
Xuan Bird: Great disrespect! Who are you talking about pigeons? I am a bird! god! bird!
"I'll give you a choice." Shen Wanqing held up the spatula and glanced at it, "Would you like to add green onions?"
Xuan Bird: "?"
Finally, Xuan Niao, who had faced countless scenes of life and death, felt fear for the first time in front of this woman who looked extremely weak.
No, it can't die here.
So taking advantage of her turning back, Xuan Niao secretly exerted her strength, trying to break free from the shackles on her body.
However, when Shen Wanqing was attacked at that time, all the spiritual power that had finally been accumulated was dissipated by the magic weapon. It mustered all the strength on its body to be able to pull off the knots tied to its wings.
The knots on the feet have not been untied, so it can only flap its wings and scramble for a while.
Crackling.
The bottles and jars in the kitchen were knocked into pieces by it.
Seeing this, Shen Wanqing reluctantly put down the kitchen knife in his hand and rolled up his sleeves to catch it.
So one person and one bird teamed up and almost blew up the kitchen.
Seeing that the situation was not right, the cook broke out in a cold sweat. In order to save his kitchen, he quietly slipped away and complained to Hefeng.
When Feng Ruoqing and Ji Feichen arrived, Shen Wanqing just caught Xuanniao and splashed colorful seasonings all over her body.
It's just that the kitchen is in a mess, and even the ceiling is falling with ashes.
Ji Feichen frowned: "Really, you are..."
"Ah... I caught a pigeon." Shen Wanqing was startled, and quickly put the hand holding Xuan Bird behind her back, and explained, "I want to make soup for Sister Feng."
The mysterious bird was so angry that it began to flap its wings again.
You are the dove! Your whole family are pigeons!
Feng Ruoqing seemed to be stunned for a moment. She glanced at the cook next to her and gave her an inquiring look.
The cook touched his head and said, "It's true, Miss Shen came to me to borrow a pot, saying she wanted to make soup for Miss Feng. I saw her sincerity, so I let her use it. But I didn't expect—"
Unexpectedly, I almost burned the kitchen.
Ji Feichen frowned and was about to say something, but Feng Ruoqing raised his hand to stop him.
"Soup?" she repeated tentatively.
Shen Wanqing nodded, and took a grievance to sniff her nose, expressing her sincerity: "Because Sister Feng has worked too hard to take care of me these days."
Feng Yaoqing walked up to Shen Wanqing and stared at her for a while.
Shen Wanqing's eyes didn't dodge at all.
After a long time, Feng Ruoqing lowered his eyes, thought for a moment, and his tone became softer: "In this case, let me help you."
Xuan Bird's eyes widened in horror.
It must escape this place!
After speaking, it raised its mouth and pecked Shen Wanqing's index finger vigorously.
Shen Wanqing frowned in pain, and subconsciously let go.
The mysterious bird flapped its wings and slammed out.
The kitchen door was getting closer and closer, and he was about to leave this room for a long-lost freedom.
But at this moment, he suddenly bumped into someone's shoulder, making him dizzy.
Ruined.
Xuanniao's heart was ashes as death.
It seems that this great bird is going to die in the hands of this poisonous woman today.
"What's wrong?"
At this moment, a familiar male voice suddenly sounded.
Xuanniao raised his head in surprise, and almost burst into tears.
Your Highness! It's Your Highness!
saved!
Xie Wuyan glanced down at this particularly embarrassed little pet, and paused for a moment. Then he stretched out his hand and grabbed its wings calmly, walked into the kitchen, looked at Shen Wanqing, and said with a smile, "Miss Shen?"
Shen Wanqing tilted her head guiltily, with a look on her face, don't ask me, I don't know it's none of my business.
Then Feng Ruoqing kindly explained it to her: "It turned out to be Mr. Xie. It's nothing. This is the pigeon that Miss Shen caught. She said it was preparing to stew soup. I didn't expect the movement to be louder."
"Oh?" Xie Wuyan glanced at the little beast in his hand, the corners of his lips curved, he walked in front of Shen Wanqing, and handed it over, "In that case, Miss Shen will take it."
Shen Wanqing: "…"
This is threatening.
This is definitely a threat.
Who would dare to eat his pet in front of the owner
Xuanniao seemed to be severely injured, crying and choking, flapping its wings in the direction of Xie Wuyan, even if its mouth was tied and unable to speak, it could vaguely feel its grief.
It tried to use its small eyes to make Xie Wuyan feel his intense emotions.
Your Highness, don't you remember me? Back then, I was a baby spirit pet that would change the color of the battlefield with you. Although most of the time you were fighting and I was mocking by the side, the deep feeling between us is still indelible!
Feng Yaoqing glanced at it, snorted lightly, and then sighed: "It seems that this bird has a special affinity with Mr. Xie."
When Xuanniao heard this, he immediately nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.
Seeing this, Ji Feichen shook his head, raised his hand and patted Shen Wanqing's shoulder, persuading: "Everything has a spirit, since this pigeon is so spiritual, it's not good to hurt its life."
Xuan Bird nodded happier.
In the face of life and death, doves are doves.
The owner of the pet is here, and even with the two protagonists to intercede for it, Shen Wanqing will not continue to seek death in front of these people.
She gritted her teeth, nodded and said, "Since that's the case, let it be released?"
"No need." Xie Wuyan laughed, let go of his hand, raised his finger and swiped in the air, untied the shackles of its feet.
Xuan Bird immediately stumbled towards him and stood on his shoulders.
"It seems that it has a relationship with me." Xie Wuyan looked at Shen Wanqing, and the smile in his eyes deepened, "Miss Shen mind if I keep it by my side?"
Shen Wanqing: "...I don't mind."
Xuanniao standing on Xie Wuyan's shoulder looked quite arrogant, and even raised his little head, looking at Shen Wanqing with contempt in his eyes, a look of arrogance that you are dead set on.
Shen Wanqing regretted that.
Knowing this, she would have chosen to throw it directly into the pyre and roast it, because it would be faster.
Regarding the matter of going down the mountain to catch the demon, Ji Feichen called Xie Wuyan away, as if he was going to discuss it in detail.
The two left side by side, but Feng Ruoqing was not in a hurry to leave. She glanced at the depressed Shen Wanqing beside her, and then looked back at the side dishes cut next to the chopping board, as if thoughtful.
"Miss Shen." Finally, Feng Ruoqing spoke up. She pursed her lips, paused for a long time, and then said two words softly, "Thank you."
After saying that, he turned and left.
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Shen Wanqing was a little stunned, looked at Feng Yaoqing's back, and smiled softly.
Although Feng Ruoqing looks cold, he is actually a very soft-hearted person. Yimeng Fuhua once described her as, "No matter how many times she has been deceived, she still has goodwill towards everything", and she is a demon slayer with a real compassionate heart.
It is precisely because of this that in the original work, it will be hurt again and again.
Although this time I failed to get rid of Xuanniao successfully, but fortunately, the relationship between myself and Feng Yaoqing also broke the ice.
Not a loss.
into the night.
After being visited by Xie Wuyan for a night of tea last night, Shen Wanqing locked the door very carefully this time, and fixed the windows by the way, and even checked whether the lower skylight was tightly closed.
After doing this, she felt relieved and stretched herself into bed to get ready to sleep.
At this moment, Shen Wanqing clearly felt that the air pressure in the house had changed, and the surroundings were surprisingly quiet for a moment. The leaves outside the window, which were still blown by the wind just now, stopped in an instant, and everything was silent, but it made people feel even more uneasy.
Immediately afterwards, the candle on the table flickered.
This incomparably familiar aura and scene, could it be said...
Shen Wanqing turned her head stiffly, and sure enough, at the table not far away, Xie Wuyan supported her chin lazily, bent her eyes slightly, raised her hand and greeted her, "Miss Shen, good evening."
Shen Wanqing choked up.
again
So these monsters really don't sleep at night, right
Shen Wanqing pondered that it was too late to close her eyes and pretend to be asleep, she resigned herself to prop up her body, and her tone was lifeless: "Is Mr. Xie here for tea tonight?"
"No." Xie Wuyan said, "In order to understand the various conditions of people's livelihood and cultivate one's sentiments and self-cultivation, Xie came to ask Miss Shen to teach flying chess."
This is very familiar.
Shen Wanqing knew what it meant to shoot herself in the foot.
There is no good end to provoking the Great Demon King.
She got off the bed reluctantly and dragged her heavy steps to sit down in front of Xie Wuyan.
"I also really want to teach Xie Gongzi, but first I need dice, if you don't have dice—"
As soon as the words fell, Xie Wuyan raised his fingertips, grabbed it from the air, the bone ring on the middle finger flashed, and two exquisite dice lay quietly in the palm of his hand.
Tiangang bone ring.
It can store all things and is one of the magic tools in the world of immortality.
Shen Wanqing was accustomed to seeing these rare treasures, but she was still struggling: "The chessboard is rather special. I have to draw it myself, but I don't have paper and pen."
Then came the paper and pen.
Shen Wanqing: "We have to have two colors of chess."
Then there is chess.
Shen Wanqing: "Since this is the case, we still need a small plate of duck neck sweet-scented osmanthus cake and almond glutinous rice balls."
This time Xie Wuyan didn't change anything. He propped his chin and looked at her, the dice was thrown in his hand, and his eyes were full of threats.
Shen Wanqing immediately relented, lying on the table honestly, and began to draw the chessboard resignedly: "Well, I don't need these."
It's too abhorrent, and if he can't change something, he starts to threaten people with his eyes.
After drawing, she pushed the piece of paper forward and pointed to the four corners: "Now everyone has four dice, and when the dice is thrown to six, they can place one of their pieces on the board, and then move forward according to the number of points. , whoever sends all the pieces to the finish first wins."
Then, Shen Wanqing threw it demonstratively.
is one.
Shen Wanqing handed over the dice: "It's your turn."
When Xie Wuyan took the dice, the contempt in his eyes was clearly visible, as if two words were written brightly - "This is it?"
Shen Wanqing akimbo: "Don't look at the simple rules, but luck is also a part of strength."
Xie Wuyan was noncommittal, just tossed it casually.
six.
Is this guy lucky
After half a stick of incense, Shen Wanqing realized something was wrong.
It's not a matter of luck.
Otherwise, why did Xie Wuyan have six from the beginning to the end, and all three pieces in a row have reached the end, but all the ones he threw are one, so far he has not even left the house. Although he was forced to play flying chess with Xie Wuyan, his game experience was too bad.
Shen Wanqing raised her head and keenly saw the aura gathered at his fingertips.
Grass.
Almost forgot, this is the world of immortality, there is no luck at all, all are cheating players.
Shen Wanqing was filled with righteous indignation, slammed the table and grabbed it: "You can't control the dice with spiritual power, or you will be out of luck."
However, the moment she touched Xie Wuyan's index finger, Shen Wanqing realized his unusually cold body temperature.
It's just one finger, but it's still freezing to the bone, and it's mixed with the airflow that hasn't had time to put it away, as if a few openings have been stabbed by the tip of the blade.
So, even if most of the demon power is blocked, is Xie Wuyan's power still domineering to such a level
Xie Wuyan glanced at Shen Wanqing's hand.
The index finger that was pecked by the black bird had already started to scar.
He kept his head down and looked up at her again: "Oh."
Very perfunctory tone.
Shen Wanqing was so angry that she wanted to pull his hair, but in the end, she swallowed her breath, sat back, picked up the dice and threw it again.
is one.
There is absolutely a problem.
She raised her head and stared at Xie Wuyan: "Turn around."
Xie Wuyan raised his eyebrows and turned around.
Shen Wanqing throws it again.
still one.
Shen Wanqing, whose mentality had collapsed, decided that she had to give up.
So she stretched out her hand and dialed the dice secretly, adjusted the number to six, and then sat up straight, pretending nothing had happened: "Okay."
Xie Wuyan turned around, looked at the points, then looked up at her again.
"What I threw is six." For some reason, Shen Wanqing felt a little guilty under the gaze of his eyes, and her voice became less and less right from the beginning, "Why are you looking at me with such suspicious eyes, what are you doing? I didn't see it again. And you've got so many, so why don't I throw one away, stingy."
Xie Wuyan could of course see Shen Wanqing's guilty conscience.
Like every time she lied, she talked a lot and broke, flapping her wings beside her like a sparrow that was not afraid of death, chirping and arguing.
She is really funny.
Less daring than expected, but also more daring than anyone imagined.
Xie Wuyan didn't dismantle her, he just picked up the dice calmly, rubbed the dice in a circle with his fingertips, and then tossed it gently.
The situation seemed to be reversed at this moment, and Shen Wanqing went all the way.
After sending all four of her pieces to the finish line, Shen Wanqing was happy and felt that she could do it again: "I'm so strong."
Xie Wuyan said abusively: "Why doesn't Miss Shen doubt?"
Double standard Shen Wanqing hugged his arm: "Look at what you said, it's normal to keep throwing six."
After a few rounds of chess, it was already dark.
Shen Wanqing yawned several times in a row, lying on the table weakly, throwing the dice numbly.
sleepy.
I even wondered if this was a killing trick created by Xie Wuyan. By keeping her from sleeping, she was forced to boil to death.
Just thinking about it like this, a deep sense of tiredness surged up, and the sleepiness became deeper and deeper. Her eyelids were filled with lead and could no longer hold up.
Destroy it.
Love to kill or not, she wants to sleep anyway.
Thinking of this, Shen Wanqing fell asleep.
Xie Wuyan folded his arms and leaned against the back of the chair, feeling a little funny.
Knowing his identity clearly, he can still sleep like this with peace of mind. It seems that he is a person who cherishes his life, but he is still so afraid of death.
If you say how pure and kind she is, but she is more agile than anyone else when it comes to stabbing people with knives.
The Tiangang bone ring flashed again, and the mysterious bird fluttered its wings and jumped out from the inside.
"She's her! Pull my feathers, tie my mouth and ask me to make soup! And call me a pigeon!" As soon as Xuanniao came out, he kept chattering, and aggressively hit Shen Wanqing's neck .
Xie Wuyan raised his eyes, the dice was crushed between his two fingers.
A red light exploded, accompanied by extremely strong airflow surging and impact.
But no matter how terrifying the aura in the room, the whole room seemed to be shrouded by an invisible barrier. From the outside, it was still calm and normal, and it seemed that all the breaths were deliberately hidden.
Xuanniao was hit by this red light, and his head hurt, so he flew back whimpering, and said aggrievedly: "His Royal Highness."
"Keep your voice down." Xie Wuyan propped up his chin, stretched out his index finger to pick up a strand of hair beside Shen Wanqing's ear, and wrapped it around his fingertips boredly, "I woke her up, are you here to play this boring chess game with her? "
Xuan Bird choked.
I only care if I wake this woman up, not if my baby and pet are in pain.
This woman really is a disaster!
"Your spiritual power has recovered?" Xie Wuyan glanced at Xuan Niao and asked suddenly.
Xuanniao was stunned for a moment, and then he realized that the spiritual power that was knocked away at noon did not know when it reunited: "It seems to have recovered a little... How can it be so fast?"
Xie Wuyan turned his head and squeezed Shen Wanqing's right hand.
The scar on the index finger is clearly visible.
Xuanniao probably swallowed Shen Wanqing's blood at this time.
Xie Wuyan's fingertips rested on the back of her hand and stroked lightly.
A drop of blood rolled down, but the speed of the fall was surprisingly slow.
He stretched out his hand, gathered a little spiritual power, and touched the drop of blood.
In an instant, the drop of blood actually burned, and then exploded in an instant.
After a moment of stunned Xie Wuyan, he narrowed his eyes slightly and chuckled lightly.
It seems to be more special than I imagined.
The mysterious bird flew up suddenly, and the tone was full of stunned: "This is it!"
"Well." Xie Wuyan's eyes were as usual, and his tone sounded quite plain, "As you think."
"His Royal Highness, since this is the case, this person should not stay for a long time." Xuanniao landed on Xie Wuyan's shoulder, desperately inciting him, "In case in the future..."
Xie Wuyan didn't speak, he looked at Shen Wanqing, then stretched out his hand and put his fingertips against her neck.
With a little concentration, he can draw a bloodstain deep into his bones.
However, he didn't exert any force, just retracted his hand and stood up: "We should go."
Xuan Niao looked like she was heartbroken, and she rolled on the floor with grievances: "Your Highness, sure enough, she is your important woman, right?"
"Forget it." Xie Wuyan perfunctory, with a bit of laziness in his tone, "It's very important to spend time raising the sword."
Forging swords
Xuan Bird's eyes lit up with hope again.
Sure enough, this woman is nothing but a tool.
You are the most important thing in Your Highness' heart!