"You misunderstood, I'm here to save you." Xinxian looked serious.

Just kidding, I really want to fight in society, but I have never been afraid of anyone!

When it died in the Demon Fire, it fought with her, and had broken legs and lost ears and never cowarded!

If it weren't for love, it wouldn't compromise. No, she stayed by her side with ulterior motives and waited for Ye Li.

Xinxian knows how to compete, there is no need to live to the death, it will be resolved if it can be resolved.

"Bah!" Pang Zhenjiang didn't believe it at all, and he said, "Save me? Do you mean I can't beat it?"

"Don't doubt, you really may not be able to fight. When it fights, it is not afraid of missing arms and broken legs. Just ask if you are afraid, and if you are not afraid, you can try it hard with it."

Pang Zhenjiang's face turned pale. He was actually not sure. The third level of fire spirit is already the best in the world. He really never dared to think about the eighth level of fire spirit.

"How do you want to return my fire spirit to me!" Pang Zhenjiang said gritting his teeth.

Xinxian turned around and looked at Xiaohong: "It's almost done, don't really kill that bird, how can I let it go?"

Xiaohong raised her chubby head and laughed sarcastically, as if no one looked down on her or gave her face to her.

This vivid expression made Pang Zhenjiang and the disciples in the audience stunned.

Don’t be so realistic in acting!

They were almost convinced that this fire spirit was not controlled by Ling Xinxian!

Xinxian sighed, Xiaohong never listened to her.

She was about to let Xiaolan out and use the power of love to influence Xiaohong and reason with it, it suddenly stretched out a claw.

Its sharp nails drew a circle on the ground and then a vertical bar that looked like a letter q.

Seeing Xiaohong drawing something on the ground, the audience exclaimed in surprise, and his chin was about to fall off!

A fire spirit who can draw! Is this a spirit?

The painting looks so serious, is it because there is something big to express?

"This...what is this?" Pang Zhenjiang looked at Xinxian in shock.

Xinxian understood at a glance: "Chicken legs, they want chicken legs."

Last time I bought chicken legs for them in the town, and I still miss them.

Pang Zhenjiang was stunned. Chicken legs? Huo Ling ate chicken legs?

"Fire Spirit, didn't it rely on the flames to draw strength? And... they also eat chicken legs?"

As soon as Pang Zhenjiang finished speaking, Xiaohong opened her mouth, revealing her thick teeth, and was about to bite Pang Zhenjiang Huoling's bird's legs.

"No, no! Chicken legs! I'll buy you a chicken leg right away."

Xiaohong impatiently knocked the ground with her claws.

“It’s not enough.”

"Then ten!"

Xiaohong continued to knock on the ground.

"One hundred!"

Xiaohong then knocked on the ground.

But this time Pang Zhenjiang didn't say anything, but his heart was exploded.

"Where do you want to put the chicken legs like that? Where can I put so many places in my ring for you to install? You haven't finished eating it yet, it's all rotten in my ring. It's greasy, so disgusting! What a joke! At most ten!"

Xiaohong was angry, and it opened its mouth and bit it threatened toward the firebird.

"You threaten me? This is not my fire spirit. Just bite me, just look at me and I will care!"

Xiaohong was furious and waved her paws, directly knocking the firebird's mouth in a skeleton.

Pang Zhenjiang's face turned pale because of his fright. His heart tugged, his legs became weak, and he almost knelt down.

"No, no! Don't touch it! Is a thousand okay?"
Chapter completed!