"Aren't you curious?"

"What are you curious about?"

"Didn't you see it?"

"See I'm not alone."

"I saw it."

After leaving Flanders, Qian Shui had nothing to do. It was impossible to sleep. His body was too strong and sometimes he would not get tired easily.

"Ha~"

Yawning and holding Qian Shuishui, he planned to solve the problem of food and clothing for a little girl.

"Catch me the cock and chop it and pluck it!"

"Oh~"

The little girl was not allowed to use soul power, and all the meridians in her body were blocked by Qian Shui.

...

"Oscar, how far is this circle?" You can hear the helplessness in Ning Rongrong's voice.

At the beginning, she was still full of confidence. Even though she was an auxiliary soul master, her father always asked her to exercise at home, and what he said was almost exactly the same as what Flanders said before.

Coupled with the conceptual innovation brought by Silver and Gold, her body is not bad. Although she is not as good as a fighting soul master, long-term exercise not only makes her have a healthy body, but she is also particularly good at running.

However, from the time he left the academy until now, Ning Rongrong has not completed one lap under the leadership of Oscar.

Oscar smiled bitterly: "For us, this is simply an impossible task..."

"..."

……

"Reporting to the sect leader, the young lady has arrived at Shrek Academy and successfully passed the exam." The young man said respectfully.

The middle-aged man nodded, with a look of helplessness on his face, "It's better for this little ancestor to go out and practice, otherwise the Qibao Glazed Sect will be turned over by her.

How is the situation at Shrek Academy?"

"Sect Master, please forgive me. There is at least one Soul Saint and several Soul Emperor-level experts in Shrek Academy. My subordinates are incompetent and cannot enter for investigation.

However, I have given the letter you gave me to the teachers at Shrek Academy, and it will definitely fall into the hands of their dean."

A smile appeared on the middle-aged man's face, "Flanders, Flanders, you are really an ideal person.

I want to see how well you can educate my daughter.

Perhaps, only by leaving home can that little witch become more sensible."

"Okay, you go down."

"Sect Master..." The young man did not retreat, and his expression was very strange.

"What's wrong?" The weirdness and abnormality of the young people seem to have attracted the attention of the middle-aged people.

"Her Royal Highness the Crown Princess also appeared at Shrek Academy..."

……

"Have you finished running?"

Ning Huahua seems to have deliberately chosen to cook at the entrance of the village, an important road that must be passed through.

"Sister Hua'er, stop joking...how is it possible..."

After completing the lap, Oscar could meet Ning Huahua. Oscar blushed a little and was obviously a little happy.

Although Ning Rongrong and Ning Huahua look almost exactly the same, their temperaments are completely different. The personality of a certain little witch is like pop music, which is good at first glance.

But he is more easy-going, strong and carefree. Even though he is a wife, a relatively simple boy like Oscar can't stand it. Besides, his cooking skills seem to be pretty good, which coincidentally suits his food-based martial arts spirit.

"Hmph! You woman! Why did you let Shuishui kill the chicken? Hey, you are covered in blood!"

Ning Rongrong's focus was not on how Ning Huahua was as a person. When she saw this person, she couldn't help but want to find fault. This was no longer the case.

"Shui Shui! Put it down! It stinks! How can a girl do this!"

The little girl glanced at Ning Rongrong, who was rushing towards her. She looked like she was blocked by some barrier and couldn't reach out if she wanted to.

Ning Huahua kept holding the kitchen knife in her hand, without any strange accent, and said seriously:

"If you don't kill everything in the world and I don't kill it, what will you and I eat?

Killing chickens can fill your stomach, and filling your stomach is enough. There are superfluous things that are unnecessary and a waste of time. Maybe you will get blood all over yourself, make your body smell fishy, ​​and you will be disliked by others and be ignored.

People are disgusted.”

The first part of these words was meant for Ning Rongrong, and the second part was meant for Qian Shuishui.

The little girl's soul power was deliberately blocked so that she could not use her soul spirit, just to cause such a result.

When the kill comes too easily and too happily, the passage of life is not respected.

Qian Shui, who came from the city of killing, has a deep understanding of this. If he does not have a clear understanding of "killing", what is the meaning of "killing"?

There is no "killing" in the world, but people have given it such a concept. When such a concept becomes vague or unclear, it will become a simple "destroy".

Maybe there is a god of indifference and a god of destruction, but humans are humans after all, and they need to be picked up before they can be put down.

So Qianshui wants to empower this little girl who lacks concrete knowledge to really pick it up!

"Hey! We are soul masters! We are not chefs! We are not butchers! If you do this, you might as well make your own clothes, pants and shoes!"

Obviously, Ning Rongrong didn't understand the implication at all, but Qian Shui didn't want to pay attention to her. The teaching bureau was not a quarrel bureau, so he glanced at Ning Rongrong with a slightly mocking smile.

"When soul masters become a profession, cultivation becomes employment, and the purpose of pursuing the great road of heaven and earth is lost. What you seek is nothing but power, money, and desire.

Is this why you become stronger?"

Ning Rongrong was clueless, but she didn't know why Ning Huahua said this. Is this considered an answer to her?

But Zhu Zhuqing, who came out not far away with a serious face, answered her, saying that she was not talking to him.

With the appearance of Zhu Zhuqing, the other three boys naturally came out. Apparently they all understood that Ning Huahua had discovered them long ago.

Tang San took the lead in saluting, but didn't say much. Dai Mubai looked embarrassed, "Sister Hua'er, you are really versatile..."

The little chubby guy following him stared straight-eyed. There have never been so many beautiful girls in the academy.

‘Tsk, it’s really unpleasant to be looked at like that!’

From a different perspective, Qian Shui also understood why Ji Jiaojiao drew a sword against him in the first place.

With a curled finger, two drops of water with a hint of capsaicin flew towards Little Fatty's eyes.

"Ahhh!"

Seeing the little fat man rolling on the ground, Dai Mubai, a somewhat like-minded master, was so frightened that his legs were weak. This method, regardless of whether it was water, what about stones? How about adding more force?

‘What a profound control of soul power!’ Tang San, as an expert in this field, commented on this.

"You're all here, let's sit down and have a meal together. Let's kill the chickens, one for each person. If you don't kill them, you won't get to eat them!"

Education needs to see the big from the small, killing chickens to gain experience, and it would be great if there are results.

Glancing at the people catching chickens, the little girl didn't care about their arrival at all. She only cared about 'people who care will hate it'. She carried the plucked chicken and brought it to Ning Huahua to hand in her homework.

"It's not bad, but the hair hasn't been plucked out and it makes me feel sick when I eat it. Find a place to wash it off."

"Hmm."

…

When it comes to killing chickens, there are also different levels of ability. Most of these young masters and young ladies are unstained, but Tang San and Oscar are the only two who can do it with ease.

Most of the others were no different from the little girl, they were covered in blood, especially Xing Luo’s cat and tiger.

If other people were tempted by the delicious food and He Ning Huahua's high-level pressure, they should kill the chicken anyway, but she didn't care. She thrust her waist in and raised her legs, just waiting to eat.

.

It's impossible to get used to something. After everyone handed in the finished results and put them on the grill and served them to the table, she was carried by the back belt and carried to the other end of the village.

"Eh?"

Ignoring Ning Rongrong, who was still dazed and still holding the tableware in his hand, Ning Huahua disappeared.
Chapter completed!