Chapter 867
There was a surprise in the cabin, and the man said, "This sound is so familiar... Who are you?"
Xier said proudly: "Tang Wuwei, can't you even hear my voice?
I would have pecked your forehead. If it weren't for the early discovery of the master, I would have swallowed you."
A strange cry immediately sounded in the cabin: "Wish me!"
Tang Wuwei is a spiritual plant that was born and grown in the earth before Hongjun became a saint.
Hongjun caught nine pheasants and kept them at home. Unexpectedly, she almost ate the soup Wuwei, which had not yet transformed at that time.
This is a life-and-death danger for Tang Wuwei. Tang Wuwei naturally remembered the rooster in Zixiao Palace. He couldn't help but scream and said, "You, you... why are you here?"
Xier said, "Why can't I be here? The master's medicine hoe and medicine basket are all in my hands now. If you don't come out, see if I can catch you, I will knock you back to my original form and eat it. It's just the same fate method that was interrupted by the master."
It turned out that this medicine hoe and medicine basket were the things that Hongjun collected before he became a saint, which was equivalent to being a saint. Although it was not a saint's treasure, it was also contaminated with the rules of the great way, so the most severe soup is the five flavors.
It was because of this medicine and hoe basket that Qu Meiren'er could use Tang Wuwei, a little golden immortal with no qualifications in cultivation, for him, and brought the warehouse he kept to follow Zixiao Immortal Palace.
Otherwise, Tang Wuwei would not have been able to hug any big and thick legs in the heaven world, and would not have been mixed with him.
However, Zixiao Zhenren did not dare to force Tang Wuwei to be impatient, so the two of them were restraining each other and had never used these two magic weapons.
Kexier is different, do she need to care?
After Xier's coercion, Tang Wuwei was finally afraid of her.
This little demon was famously lawless when he was in Zixiao Palace. He was really afraid that this little girl would take the consequences and suck him into a bamboo basket.
Tang Wuwei hesitated for a while and asked again: "Is Qu Meiren'er defeated?
How is he doing?"
Xier said, "I was lying in my bamboo basket. I was knocked out of touch, but I never died."
Tang Wuwei looked out the crack in the door and saw that there was indeed a big white goose in the bamboo basket.
Because it is too fat, it cannot be filled in a basket.
The long neck drooped outside the basket, and another sarcoma appeared on the forehead sarcoma, but it was a big bag knocked out by Xier with a hoe.
Tang Wuwei felt relieved when he saw this. He naturally knew that when several poultry in Daozu's family fought, Mr. Bo led a group of little hens to fight with Qu Meiren, and Mr. Qu Meiren talked to Mr. Bo to death.
As soon as Mr. Bo grows up, he should be Xier's husband.
With this "hate of killing your husband", Xier did not even execute Qu Meiren'er, and she should not be in danger of life.
So Tang Wuwei carefully opened the wooden door and walked out.
Seeing that he had come out, Chen Xuanqiu wanted to enter the wood gate. As soon as he took a step, he felt an irresistible force surged. Fortunately, he saw the opportunity early and stopped immediately, and did not make a fool of himself.
Tang Wuwei smiled and said, "I can enter and exit this small wooden house by myself, but others cannot enter."
As he said that, he covered the wooden door.
Chen Xuanqiu never believed in the word "absolute", but there is no need to argue with him at this moment.
This small wooden house is by no means an ordinary thing. Just look back and understand slowly and refine it slowly.
At this time, Meiren Qu woke up slowly and suddenly saw herself in a bamboo basket. She knew that if there was no one holding the basket, she would not be able to come out.
In this bamboo basket, it is difficult for him to reappear human form.
Qu Meiren then put a goose beak and said weakly: "Tang Wuwei, have you... been caught?"
Tang Wuwei glared at him hatefully and cursed: "You stupid guy can't bear to see the master's treasure of the pharmacist. So what can I do if I don't come out?"
As he said that, Tang Wuwei nodded and bowed, smiling flatteringly at Xier who was carrying the small bamboo basket on her back: "I wish you, I have never offended you, don't kill me."
You know how to cook soup with fire. The master also thinks that the "Iron Pot Stewed Goose" I made is delicious.
If you want to cook this big goose, the soup is willing to serve you."
Qu Meiren raised her long neck with difficulty and said angrily: "Tang Wuwei, I respect you as the first offering of Zixiao Immortal Palace. I respect you very much, but you treat me like this?
Look at me, I won’t talk to you to death!”
Tang Wuwei curled his lips and said, "You respect me, aren't you just hiding it for my wooden house?"
He said to Xier again: "Que Meiren is very arrogant, so let's get angry with him, and we don't have to pay attention to him.
The greater his spirit, the more foie gras it is. I will make you a grape wine with foie gras, and fry it slowly over low heat, and be intoxicated with the tip of your tongue."
Chen Xuanqiu's eyelids twitched when he heard this. The animals and plants that came out of Zixiao Palace were really the best.
Qu Meiren was controlled by the treasure of the pharmacist and could not jump out. She was so angry that she burped her. If the fire of Thunder Ancestor was still on him, she would have thrown out and burned the soup to ashes.
Chen Xuanqiu didn't want to listen to them nonsense. The Yuanqi Thunder Cannon was a total of nine, and it was all in hand. However, the colorful Sky-Supplementing Stone was also an amazing treasure, how could it be ignored?
I had heard Qu Meiren mention her mouth before, but now it seems that these treasures are all in Tang Wuwei's hands.
Chen Xuanqiu said: "It's easy for you to survive.
How many colorful sky-repairing stones do you have in this wooden house? Hand over them.”
After saying this, Cao Hui and others all shone their eyes. Even if Chen Xuanqiu had no immortal peach, if there were colorful sky repair stones, they could still be promoted to another level.
Suddenly everyone's eyes turned to Tang Wuwei.
Tang Wuwei was stunned and said in confusion: "Five Colorful Stones?
I only have six in total. I gave Meiren Qu three, but there were three left, but..." Chen Xuanqiu's eyes narrowed and he said, "Only three are left?"
Tang Wuwei said bitterly, "The villain will never dare to lie, there are only three left."
Xier mentioned, "He is my current master. You'd better explain carefully, otherwise I'll stew you and Qu Meiren'er in one pot. With your five flavors, you must be a delicious pot of goose stewed in an iron pot!"
Tang Wuwei was surprised and wished to defect to this person?
Tang Wuwei quickly said, "Yes, yes, yes, the villain dare not deceive the master. The villain really only has three sky-repairing stones left. If the master doesn't believe it, the villain will bring out the boxes containing the sky-repairing stones and ask you to see, Master."
Chen Xuanqiu was speechless. I couldn't get into the wooden house. If you do some tricks, I can't see it.
If you move out an empty box with only three pieces of repairing the sky stones left, I can't find out what you are wrong, right?
Chen Xuanqiu looked at Tang Wuwei and sneered, suddenly took a deep breath, and shouted loudly: "Xiaozheng, Xiaozheng, come and see me quickly."
The alpaca was eating grass in the city of Jin.
The four-way treasure city was built for hundreds of thousands of years, and countless treasures were brought to the ground. The spiritual plants growing on the grass are more plump and abundant than the weeds on the riverside of Tianhe.
The ram was eating happily when he suddenly heard the call from his master. Although he was reluctant, he still slaps the fairy grass again, chewing it while flying in the clouds.
The alpaca flew to Chen Xuanqiu and looked at him with a cute look while chewing. I wonder what his intention was to call him.
Chen Xuanqiu smiled and said to Tang Wuwei: "Come on, say it again, how many sky-repairing stones are there in this wooden house?"
Even Zixiao Liuda Chicken Tang Xier didn't know Xie Zhi before, and Tang Wuwei, who had been by Hongjun, had no knowledge.
In fact, as a warehouse manager, Tang Wuwei had heard of Xie Feng's skills, but he had not yet associated the divine beast in front of him.
However, Xie Feng eats grass, and the essence of the soup Wuwei is a spiritual plant, so when you see this Xie Feng, the soup Wuwei is born with a sense of fear.
He glanced at Xie Zhi, took a careful step back, and then said, "It's really only three. There are only three colorful sky-repairing stones left in the villain's warehouse."
"Pooh!"
Xie Xi chewed it into pieces, but before she could swallow the grass mud, the soup was covered with five flavors.
Tang Wuwei stretched out an index finger on each of his hands, carefully scraped off the grass mud that was stuck on his eyes, then looked at the alpaca carefully, and asked tentatively: "This... is this Xie Zhu?"
Chen Xuanqiu asked without answering the question and said with a smile: "I'll ask you the last time, how many colorful sky-repairing stones are there in your room?"
After Chen Xuanqiu finished speaking, he immediately turned his head and said to Xier: "Xier, you go back and boil the pot and remove the goose feathers first.
Remember to cut a knife on his neck first, then bleed it and immediately put it in the cage, wait for the steam to come out, wait for a cup of tea, and then take it out and pluck it.
After pulling the hair, put it in the melted rosin and dip it in it. After taking it out and drying, peeling off the rosin, the fine velvet faded..." Chen Xuanqiu is a very outstanding chef, and he is very wise when talking about plucking hair.
Qu Meiren in the basket was trembling all over when she heard it. Tang Wuwei, who was standing in front of Chen Xuanqiu, even his legs were trembling, and he could hardly stand.
He immediately stretched out his hands, spread his fingers open, and said non-stop: "Twenty-eight, I still have twenty-eight!"
The alpaca suddenly stretched its neck.
Tang Wuwei was so scared that she screamed strangely, and she knelt down on the ground with a crying voice: "Twenty-eight, there are really only twenty-eight!"
After saying that, he began to count his fingers desperately, and trembled and said to himself: "I'm counting correctly, I know how to count."
The alpaca stretched out its neck, spit out its big tongue, rolled it on Tang Wuwei's face, and half of its face was licked clean immediately.
Chapter completed!