The host, she is becoming beautiful every day

Chapter 1735 The Humble Furnace of the Noble Immortal Monarch (83)

The little fox felt that Ling Ruoxu's forbearance and strong paranoid eyes were a little penetrating, and her scalp tingled for a while.

"Isn't this guy going to be awakened by my stimulation? If the game ends like this, it would be too much fun."

And system 233 saw the little fox's heartless appearance, and immediately rolled his eyes to the sky.

"...The awakening of the soul is not enough, but I think he is so stimulated by you that he is about to ask for a mate."

As he said that, System 233 also recited a line from the animal world with great emotion, but its electromechanical voice was slightly inconsistent with the original documentary on the animal world.

"Ah, it's the spring when all things come back to life again, and it's an indescribable season for animals..."

The little fox almost burst out laughing when she heard this, of course she knew that Ling Ruoxu was in such an innocent and stupefied age, and couldn't bear the slightest tease, but what did that matter?
She originally wanted to see Ling Ruoxu make a fool of herself.

"...Come on, Tong'er, I've seen a bad one, but I haven't seen a bad one like you. You are also an artificial intelligence anyway, so can't you be a little more serious?"

System 233 felt a little wronged when he heard the words.

"I'm wronged, host, you asked me to analyze it for you, don't you think what I said makes sense?"

"Yes, yes, our invincible and intelligent Tong'er is the best, but then you can enjoy your host's performance."

……

As the little fox said, he glanced at Ling Ruoxu indifferently.

"You don't need to call me master, I don't need a servant like you..."

Her words were like piercing Ling Ruoxu's heart. If someone is willing to bow down to you and be reduced to a minister, you still want to belittle him. Doesn't that mean that Ling Ruoxu, as a furnace, is even more humble than that kind of handyman? ?

Ling Ruoxu's face turned pale as expected, all the burning delusions before were like being poured a basin of ice water, making him feel cold all over.

But Ling Ruoxu knew very well that the little fox was telling the truth, even those outer disciples wished they could come to do chores for Su Qinghuan, their fanaticism might not be less than his own.

……

The young man clenched his hands under his big sleeves slightly, then lowered his eyebrows respectfully and closed his eyes, hiding the paranoid look in his eyes.

"... Ruoxu thought too much, but no matter what the name is, Ruoxu will definitely respect the fairy king, and always regard the fairy king as the most noble existence on the tip of his heart."

The little fox nodded lightly, she was tired of teasing Ling Ruoxu today, so she brushed off her sleeves and said coldly.

"It's good that you have self-knowledge. It's getting late, so you can go back by yourself."

"..."

When Ling Ruoxu heard the words, his already pale face suddenly became weary.

He lives in a side room at the foot of the mountain. At this moment, the moon is sparse and the mountain road is dark and difficult to walk. It is so difficult for him to climb the mountain during the day, let alone at night when it is so easy to lose sight of his fingers?

If he can cultivate immortality...

If he can be stronger than her...

How dare she regard him as a furnace that comes and goes when he is called?

……

There was no blood on Ling Ruoxu's face, and a deep hostility surged in his black eyes, but he was also a proud person in his bones, so in the end he didn't ask for help, just pursed his thin lips, and said to the little fox forbearance.

"Xianjun, this is the white fungus, pear and lotus seed soup stewed by Ruoxu for you. Ruoxu is a novice and can't eat it well, but this tremella, pear and lotus seed soup has a good flavor. If Xianjun is exhausted, You can also have a little taste."

……

The little fox was taken aback when she heard the words, she actually didn't have any hope for Ling Ruoxu's cooking skills, the main reason was to let Ling Ruoxu have a good taste of serving others.

Who would have thought that Ling Ruoxu seemed to be addicted to being a cook.

The little fox is not only a face control, but also a standard foodie. Seeing Ling Ruoxu recommending herself so easily, she will not be against the delicious food.

So the little fox glanced at the exquisite food box, walked over and lifted the lid.

In an instant, the lotus seed soup on the celadon bowl overflowed with a faint fragrance.

The tentacles are still warm, it can be seen that Ling Ruoxu has indeed been stewing this soup in the small kitchen before.

……

"I'm sorry for you. The flavor of this lotus seed soup is really good. I think you have no chance to practice Taoism, but you are quite talented in cooking."

The little fox took out the spoon and tasted it lightly. The woman's cherry-like tongue was faintly visible. Ling Ruoxu's heart trembled when he saw it, and he hurriedly lowered his head.

He is nonchalant.

"It's good that the fairy likes it. If the fairy is willing, Ruoxu can make soup for the fairy for a lifetime."

After saying this, Ling Ruoxu felt pain and sourness again.

He was so belittled by her, why did he have to rush at her like a moth to a flame?
And knowing that she loathes him so much, and even thinks that he is not qualified to be her servant, why should he post it so shyly?
……

Ling Ruoxu felt pain in his heart, but the little fox turned a blind eye.

She lacked empathy for Ling Ruoxu in the first place, but after tasting the lotus seed soup now, she felt that this guy was indeed useful.

Just when Ling Ruoxu looked sad and wanted to slowly exit the quiet room, the little fox spoke to him indifferently.

"Forget it, it's getting so late, it's inconvenient for you to go down the mountain, so just find a room in the side hall to live in."

"???"

Ling Ruoxu looked at the little fox in disbelief. He knew in his heart that the little fox was hitting a wooden stick and giving a sweet date, but his heart still beat uncontrollably.

"Thank you Xianjun for your kindness."

……

In this regard, Ling Ruoxu is easily satisfied.

He used to live at the foot of the mountain, and he was able to climb the mountain to see Su Qinghuan at five or six o'clock in the morning every day. Although he was always rejected, he still persevered.

Now that he can be allowed to live in the side hall on the top of the peak, isn't he happy?

……

Ling Ruoxu had a good face, even when his face was gloomy and gloomy, he was very handsome, but now he was smiling, like the bright moon shining brightly, illuminating the whole quiet room.

The little fox glanced at Ling Ruoxu's handsome face, and suddenly wondered what would happen to Ling Ruoxu after he was thrown into the Demon Sect.

"No, if you have the heart, think about what to cook for me tomorrow morning."

"it is good!"

……

Ling Ruoxu still doesn't know his miserable future, holding the empty food box, he feels smug for a while, and sour for a while.

He is a man, and men don't like to be inferior by nature. Of course, he can accept to cook for Su Qinghuan for the rest of his life.

But more importantly, he not only wants to be a cook who takes care of her, but more importantly, he wants to be her pillow, her man.

Ling Ruoxu walked into the side room, it was very quiet, there were many letters and bedding, and most importantly, it was very close to Su Qinghuan's main hall.

Ling Ruoxu lay on the couch for a while, and finally sat up uncontrollably.

"Close your eyes and sit in meditation, hold your hands firmly and meditate..."

The young man closed his eyes and muttered, trying to attract spiritual energy and cross the threshold that he could not cultivate...

(End of this chapter)