"Mr. Ji, the black-bone chicken has no merit but hard work. Spare his life, but you can't kill it in vain."
The Ginseng King was frightened and felt as if a rabbit had died and a fox was sad, so he quickly interceded for Tianpeng.
In the past, Ji Mo had talked about eating them all day long, but he had always just talked about it but not done it. He didn't expect that he would actually do it today.
"Ah, this is the black-bone chicken at home. How did it become like this? The Zhan family is really hateful. They must be made to compensate."
Ji Mo was furious. This was a chicken that could look after homes and homes and could lay more than a dozen eggs every day. It was just like this for the Zhan family.
He quickly took Tianpeng out of the pot, and then he thought that something was wrong, Ali was kidnapped, it was because the black-bone chicken and ginseng didn't take good care of the child.
"You're right, it really can't be in vain."
Ji Mo pinched his chin and thought for a while, "Baizhan is not nutritious, so we have to stew black chicken and ginseng soup to nourish it. Little Ali is already thin and disfigured, so we have to make up for it."
With that said, he threw Tianpeng into the pot again, picked up the ginseng king, stuffed it into the pot together, and covered the pot.
The Ginseng King was shocked. He didn't expect that he would get involved in begging for mercy. If he had known better, he shouldn't have said anything.
Fan Jingxing and others wanted to plead for mercy, but Ji Mo refused: "If you can't even take care of the child, what's the use of keeping it?"
How did these two idiots promise that they would take good care of Ah Li? What happened?
If I hadn't happened upon a pig with intelligence, I don't know if I would have been able to find Ali.
Ye Yao's pretty face on the side was pale and her eyelids were twitching. Ji Mo, this damn liar, is so cruel!
Although these two followers made mistakes, their crimes were not worthy of death. Ji Mo wanted to cook and eat them in public, which was really cold-blooded.
These followers had the bad luck of eight lifetimes to meet such a cruel master.
You must not let Ah Li stay by his side. Although he is indeed nice to Ah Li, he will teach bad things to children if he is so cruel and cold-blooded.
Ye Yao had the idea of taking Ah Li away again, but she always felt that Ji Mo was unreliable.
Zhan Zhiming, who was tied up not far away by Wuhua Da, watched Ji Mo's every move with disdain on his face. He treated his subordinates like this and was unkind and unkind. How could he convince the crowd? Sooner or later, the crowd would betray their relatives and leave.
I originally thought that Ji Mo was some big shot, but it turned out that he was just a loser.
He was dissatisfied with defeat at the hands of such a person.
Fan Jingxing took out the treasure that Zhan Zhiming had taken away from Ah Li and gave it back to Ah Li.
Ali tied up her hair, put on her headband and bracelets, put on her little coat, and returned to her fairy-like appearance.
This experience has made her mentally mature and more like an adult.
Ye Yao looked at the disgraced Zhan Zhiming from time to time, and found that his eyes were still full of tenderness when he looked at her, and his mood was extremely complicated.
"Let me introduce to you, this is the new member of the family, Tianpeng."
Ji Mo introduced the pig demon to everyone, and at the same time he praised it profusely, saying that Tianpeng played a major role in rescuing Ah Li.
"Canopy?"
When Tianpeng heard this, he thought he had the same name as himself, and he was immediately filled with despair.
The owner really planned to eat him, otherwise how could he find another "Tianpeng".
Tianpeng looked helpless and screamed, just like a cuckoo crying for blood, which was indescribably desolate.
The pig demon Tianpeng was frightened when he heard this, and secretly made up his mind that he would do his job well in the future and never make any mistakes, otherwise he might become a pig feast.
The ancient soul-eating toad hiding in the distance was so frightened that he broke out in cold sweat. Fortunately, he ran fast, otherwise he would have been stewed in the pot.
"Tianpeng, are you feeling better?"
The Ginseng King soaked in the hot water, stretched his body comfortably, and poked Tianpeng's black and oily belly with his fingers.
"Okay? We are all going to be cooked and eaten. How can we be okay?"
Tianpeng's face was ashen and he sighed.
The Ginseng King smiled and said: "If you soak with me, you will not die. You are still young and cannot understand Mr. Ji's good intentions."
Tianpeng looked confused. Is there any twists and turns in this?
However, he did feel that the wounds on his body were recovering quickly, and even his feathers began to grow back.
Could it be that the owner is not trying to eat him, but is healing himself?
"We did make a mistake. If we don't pretend to teach us a lesson, how can we convince others..." Ginseng King analyzed.
"Yes, it must be purple. Let me tell you, how could the master be willing to eat me? No, do you feel that the water is a bit hot?"
Although Tianpeng felt that Ginseng King's analysis was very reasonable, he still felt that something was wrong. The water temperature was rising rapidly, which seemed to be the rhythm of intense stewing.
"Hot? You Tianpeng is also a descendant of the Phoenix. You have the ability to control flames, but you are still afraid of being hot... Oh my god, it's really hot!"
The Ginseng King wanted to make fun of Tianpeng, but suddenly he shouted, his body was red, and he was boiled like a radish.
From the boiling iron pot, the strong medicinal aroma rises into the sky and fills the air in all directions.
"What does this smell like? It smells so good!"
"One whiff makes me feel ecstatic. Ah, all the injuries on my body are actually healed."
"Wow, the spiritual power in my body is soaring... I seem to be about to break through!"
The group of Duan family disciples who were following Fan Jingxing's crusade against the Zhan family nearby smelled the fragrance and screamed with excitement.
The injuries sustained in the previous battle are healing quickly.
And his cultivation level is also improving at a terrifying speed.
Even some monks who have been troubled by bottlenecks for many years actually feel that their practice is unimpeded and they break the mirror.
Fan Jingxing and others were also intoxicated by the medicinal fragrance.
Now I understand that Ji Mo’s purpose in cooking the Ginseng King was to give them good luck.
"Thank you Mr. Ji for the gift!"
All the Duan family members looked at Ji Mo with grateful eyes.
When they came to attack the Zhan family this time, they were determined to fight to the death. They never thought that not only would their lives be in danger, but they would also be of great benefit, and their cultivation would skyrocket.
"There is something about Ji Mo, and he managed to win over the hearts of the Duan family easily." Zhan Zhiming had to admit that Ji Mo was indeed a little better than him.
At this moment, the lid of the pot was suddenly lifted.
Tianpeng and Ginseng King couldn't bear it anymore and they jumped out of the pot when they were burned.
Tianpeng's injuries had healed, and he was so moved that he lay down in front of Ji Mo and kept kowtowing.
The Ginseng King also hugged Ji Mo's trousers, his face full of respect.
After such cooking, its body undergoes transformation, its face becomes more childish, and its appearance is almost like that of a baby.
His wish to become a ginseng baby came true just like that. Although he lost a lot of ginseng juice, it was worth it. The ginseng king was very happy.
"I know that Mr. Ji is cold on the outside and hot on the inside. He is not a heartless person."
Huineng's eyes were red. He originally thought that Ji Mo treated Tianpeng and Ginseng King ruthlessly, which made him feel a little uncomfortable.
Now I realize that I was wrong to blame Ji Mo.
"Mr. Ji!"
Everyone bowed to Ji Mo sincerely, their faces full of enthusiasm.
Ji Mo was confused. What kind of trouble was this? He didn't do anything.
"High, really high. He plays with people's hearts as he pleases, and uses kindness and power with great skill. No wonder these people are so devoted to him. It is really unfathomable. I am not as good as him in the art of an emperor."
Zhan Zhiming felt ashamed and felt that he was nothing compared to Ji Mo.