Cultivation No.1 Dating Agency

Probably because Hu Chi's honest words were taken as a comforting joke by Lao Mao and Feng Niang, and the atmosphere between the two became warm and natural again.

Feng Niang didn't bother about getting those troublesome things before, and Lao Mao didn't always think about getting the ancestral kitchen knife on the table.

The two looked at Hu Chi with the same smile, with the expression of 'I understand you are comforting me'.

Oh, I don't even understand. You really understand again.

Indifferent face.

"However, the Du family did not send a daughter to the Feng family this time to show their attitude. Instead, a monk came to monitor them." Bai Ji said suddenly, and automatically ignored Hu Chi's words just now, and continued. Feng Niang's unfinished story said, "It seems that the ambitions of the Du family in the capital have already surfaced."

"I wanted to change from a vassal relationship to an equality of equals, but the conditions were not negotiated, and they were caught by the prince and the national teacher who had been paying attention to them."

There is a clue to this matter, and the rest can be guessed in close proximity.

Hu Chi was still curious about Lao Mao's incident of stabbing people with a kitchen knife. After Bai Ji said these two or three sentences, he focused his interest here again, and then asked, "Could it be that Lao Mao also went to the field to kill the enemy?" ?”

"Hi! Lao Mao, I was so majestic that day!" Lao Maohan said with a smile, "That hairy girl who married into the magistrate's house in the capital's Du mansion that day wanted to escape without anyone noticing. I planted it on my Tweety, I cut her in two with a single swing of my kitchen knife!"

"What are you majestic about?" Feng Niang couldn't help tearing him down when she heard what he said, "At that time, she obviously closed her eyes and waved around, and her legs were frightened when she saw someone dead. Come to help you with the aftermath."

Lao Mao's face was flushed red after being demolished by Feng Niang, and Hu Chi still added fuel to the fire in this situation: "I heard that the national teacher killed the woman who wanted to escape with one blow."

"That was a game designed by the national teacher." Feng Niang didn't give Lao Mao a chance to speak at this time, "Using a trick to turn the chicken into the woman's appearance, and later the chicken made Lao Mao a side dish .”

"The main reason is that Cui'er and I are ordinary people. The national teacher is worried that we will be retaliated by those people... the demon cultivators." Lao Mao smiled honestly, holding Feng Niang's hand but couldn't help pinching Feng Niang's palm, "With Tweety by my side, then I'm living a fairy life."

The last sentence sounded a bit out of order, but after Hu Chi and Bai Ji looked at each other, they both saw that the other understood.

The national teacher must have seen the potential of Lao Mao's spiritual root, maybe he said something to guide Lao Mao to start practicing, but because Feng Niang is an ordinary person, Lao Mao gave up this opportunity.

After all, in the eyes of others, the immortality and flying to the sky and the earth are not as good as Feng Niang's supercilious look in Lao Mao's heart.

This is a metaphor for Hu Chi who thinks it's a bit funny when he thinks about it, but seeing the old Mao's thick-skinned appearance and Feng Niang's eyes full of disgust, he smiles naively, and feels that the two of them naturally have unnatural fun .

"In this case, I will take advantage of this happy event to give you a good gift." Hu Chi smiled and spread his hands. There was nothing in his hands, but Feng Niang and Lao Mao didn't think it was strange, just Watch and wait.

The palm in between slowly began to turn red, and then it seemed as if something inside was popping out bit by bit.Several people watched in silence, and when the object in Hu Chi's hand had a rough outline, Feng Niang covered her mouth in surprise.

It was a sapling no more than the size of a thumb, with only one branch and a red leaf dotted on it.Although the red leaves are small, the veins on the leaves are clear and delicate, and when Hu Chi's palm swings slightly, it seems that they will fall off in a second.

Feng Niang looked at it intently and exclaimed, "It's so beautiful."

She always liked red, and the red color of that red leaf was more vivid than she had ever seen in her life, and for some reason, this little sapling seemed to have a vaguely sweet smell, and it smelled as if it had fallen into a trap. In the hot spring, the body and mind are warm and pleasant.

In fact, if she felt it again, she might be able to guess how she felt when she was with Lao Mao.

Hu Chi got a small red pot from nowhere, and there was still soil in the pot. He planted the sapling on his palm into the flower pot, stretched out his index finger and pointed at the leaf, and the leaf swayed from side to side as if very happy. .

"Okay," Hu Chi then pushed the flowerpot in front of Feng Niang, "Congratulations on your happy marriage, a happy marriage for a hundred years."

Lao Mao is a big bastard, he couldn't see what was so unusual about the palm-sized flowerpot, but Feng Niang obviously really liked it, so he followed suit.

I have to say that the solitary little red leaf is also pretty.

"Naturally, you can't come empty-handed when you come to watch the ceremony." Bai Ji looked away from the small leaf that Hu Chi gave Feng Niang, and cupped his hands at Lao Mao, "My gift is not so thoughtful."

"It's enough for the two of you to be willing to come. You two are good brothers, what more gift do you need?" Lao Mao waved his hands indifferently, "This time I'm here to eat and drink well, as long as everyone is happy."

Bai Ji nodded, instead he got up from his seat and walked in the open space on the side.Just like the flower pot that Hu Chi took out out of thin air, he also seemed to throw out out of thin air a huge tiger beast with closed eyes.This tiger beast is no different from the usual tigers, except that there is a long pointed silver horn growing on the top of its head, and it looks more than twice as big as a normal tiger.

Lao Mao's expression changed, and he walked over carefully only to find that the tiger beast had been cut open by a sword. The blade was so sharp that there was not even a drop of blood around the wound.

He first reached out and touched the fur of the tiger beast. Even though it was dead, the fur was not dull at all, and the hair was smooth and shiny. This is a good fur that is not available in the best fur shops in the capital, let alone such a complete fur. Such a big tiger skin.

"Okay!" Lao Mao first admired the fine fur, and then unscrupulously opened the fatal wound on the tiger's abdomen. The meat inside was red and fresh, and he knew it was definitely a delicacy just by looking at it.Can't help but praise again, "Good!"

"Brother Bai!" Lao Mao clapped his hands and narrowed his eyes with a smile, "I won't refuse your gift! Tonight, I will let you taste the tiger meat feast made by my Lao Mao!"

"Then why don't you hurry up and take it to the kitchen!" Feng Niang wiped the blood on him with a handkerchief in disgust, "It's as if you have eaten tiger meat."

Lao Mao smiled and let her wipe his hands, "When I make you two tiger-skin jackets with this whole body of skin, it will be warm."

"You take care of yourself."

Although Feng Niang said so, the corner of her mouth was smiling.

The tiger weighed at least [-] catties, Lao Mao carried it downstairs without any effort, and when he turned around to go to the kitchen downstairs, the tiger legs knocked the little mouse who wanted to come to get some tea and turned over.

Not only did Feng Niang, who followed Lao Mao downstairs, laugh out loud, but even Hu Chi, who was upstairs, couldn't help laughing.

"It's also fortunate that you came out to give such a high-ranking monster, especially the meat of the silver-horned tiger is delicious in the world." When Hu Chi said this, he babbled, "The delicious meat in the world is matched with the best cook in the world. , Just thinking about it makes your mouth water."

Bai Ji glanced at Hu Chi and nodded.

Probably because the man in red in the dream and Hu Chi accidentally overlapped each other, but Bai Ji could notice the flaws in every word Hu Chi said.

For example, few people know about the delicious meat of the silver-horned tiger, not only because the silver-horned tiger is difficult to hunt, but also because the inner alchemy must not be removed if the meat is to be kept delicious.And the silver-horned tiger's inner alchemy is worth tens of thousands of spiritual stones, how can ordinary people have such arrogance just to taste the fresh meat.

But Bai Ji knows this because the man in red in the dream once hunted a silver-horned tiger with his own hands, just to taste the delicacy in this world.

"Actually, when hunting a silver-horned tiger, it's better to strangle it with a rope than with a sword." Bai Ji said casually.

Hu Chi also didn't notice his small thoughts at all, shook his head and said: "Although there is no wound in strangulation, but the silver-horned tiger will damage its fur when it struggles, which is not good."

The man in red sighed and said when he was grilling the tiger meat: "It's a pity that this body hair, otherwise it will definitely sell for a better price."

Bai Ji took a deep breath, and looked at Hu Chi's profile with a faint smile.

They are one person.

Bai Ji is sure, they are one person.

"Besides, your swordsmanship is superb. You can kill with one strike and still not see any blood, so that the flesh and blood are still sealed in the silver-horned tiger's body, which is even better." Hu Chi turned his head to look at Bai Ji, bending over. Eyes smiled. "Your sword cultivators are really powerful."

This is not the first time that Hu Chi has talked about sword cultivator, and Bai Ji can guess his concern for sword cultivator from his words.And this attention is definitely not just because of Baiji himself.

Bai Ji lowered his head and said, "Do you know other sword cultivators?"

"The sword cultivator I know, alas." Hu Chi's expression at that moment was full of respect and nostalgia, "He is the most powerful sword cultivator in the world."

"...The one who gave you that withered bone sword?"

After Bai Ji said this sentence, he was slightly stunned, and Hu Chi could vaguely hear the meaning from this sentence.

"So you still have such a big vanity?" Hu Chi poked Bai Ji's shoulder with his finger, and Bai Ji picked up a cup of tea without looking at him at all. This action seemed ridiculous to Hu Chi Just fun.

He bent his head to look at Bai Ji, continued to smile and said, "Actually, there is no limit to learning, and your behavior is not good for your next practice. As for the bone sword..."

The Dry Bone Sword was given to me by your father, boy.

Hu Chi took out the withered bone sword from the Qiankun bag with his backhand, and looked at it casually, it was still not surprising, as if it were ordinary.

But not only Bai Ji, but also Ah Zhen who has always pretended to be a transparent person.

"Let me be honest, the sword cultivator I know may not be half as good as him even after you ascend." Hu Chi brought the Withered Bone Sword to Bai Ji's eyes, "So, if you want to see him, you have to work harder. "

Bai Ji looked at the sword, and saw Hu Chi's face from the sword, "What... what does this mean?"

"I said to borrow you before, and I keep my word. It just so happens that you don't have a sword by your side right now." Hu Chi put the sword in his arms while he was in a daze, "I'm just borrowing you. Don't live up to my expectations."

"...No." Bai Ji slowly grasped the sword. The sword intent on the sword seemed to be able to penetrate his palm. He looked at Hu Chi and repeated seriously, "No."

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