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Opening Yan Qiong's hand, he finally couldn't help asking: "What is this, you are so precious?"

Yan Qiong happily took the "mushroom" and looked left and right, grinning wide, and couldn't help hugging Ye Qiao and kissed him on the face, before explaining: "Little Qiao'er, this It is called Jinxin. It is named because it grows in the place where Jinxin snakes often appear. But if there is such a Jinxin, it will be fine, but I have this now!" Yan Qiong's face was about to bloom, and Ye Qiao wiped it with her sleeve. After wiping the place where Yan Qiong had kissed, he squinted at Yan Qiong.

Yan Qiong didn't care when she saw Ye Qiao's actions, took out the long-bearded grass that she picked just now, and continued to explain cheerfully: "Jin Xin is a low-level spiritual thing, eating ordinary people alone can prolong life, but it is especially good for spirits. It doesn’t have much effect if it is a high-level spirit, but it can be used together with the spirit beard grass to make a spirit power pill, and even a middle-level spirit can be promoted to a higher level!!” Yan Qiong almost laughed wildly.Although Ye Qiao hadn't experienced any instability in his soul since the beginning of winter last year, Yan Qiong, who was a bit of a snake, still searched everywhere for elixir to improve Ye Qiao's physique, and even dug out old books from previous years.But after all, Ye Qiao's time to practice spiritual power is too short. Even with a pile of elixir, his progress is very fast, but Yan Qiong still clearly feels that his accumulation of spiritual power is not as fast as his progress in the realm.This is like Ye Qiao's weapons are powerful enough to bomb Mars, but there is not enough ammunition.How can Yan Qiong not be overjoyed to get these two precious medicinal materials this time!

In Yan Qiong's eyes, only when Ye Qiao becomes stronger and stronger can he calm down the panic in his heart that he will lose him at any time.

I hugged Yeqiao and fell on a slightly open hill, and there was a thin stream on the road not long after.As soon as Yan Qiong put Ye Qiao down, she got busy, took out the same herbal medicine from the small back basket, and thought about which herb to put in to increase the medicinal power of Jinxin and Lingxucao, and how much to put in, she didn't care about anything for a while. up.Ye Qiao squatted by the side and looked at it for a while. After all, she was just getting started and couldn't understand at all. So she thought about it, took out the wooden brush, drew a fox, and then blew her lips long and short. Sing a tune carefully to drive it to catch prey.Then he drew a jar and bowl for boiling water, and took out the seasoning and prepared it.Seeing that the sky was about to darken, I looked at the surrounding trees, thought about it, and drew a hammock and a tablecloth according to the memory of my previous life.

Seeing that the creek was not far away, Ye Qiao picked up water from a pot, and then used singing to drive the ants on the ground to carry some dead branches over and started to boil the water.While busy with work, the little fluffy fox came back with a, uh, pheasant in its mouth - sure enough, even if it is not a real fox, it seems that its nature is hard to change.Ye Qiao secretly smiled inwardly, touched the little fox's furry head, saw that it was squinting and enjoying, patted its forehead, and then sent the little fox back into the painting with two short whistles.Originally wanted to ask Yan Qiong how he wanted to make this chicken, but saw that he was constantly dispensing medicine in his hands with a faint blue light all over his body. Ye Qiao knew that Yan Qiong was in an emergency, so he didn't bother him.Cleaned the internal organs of the half-dead pheasant without plucking the hair, stuffed the wild mushrooms, seasonings and some green vegetables brought from home into the cleaned pheasant belly, then wrapped the pheasant with mud, and opened the fire Heap buried in it.Ye Qiao had never made a beggar's chicken before, and he didn't know how to control the temperature of the fire, but he just figured it out and pulled out the lump of mud.

Knock off the mud and peel off half of the outer shell, revealing the tender white and smooth chicken.There is also a hint of green vegetables and shiitake mushrooms.Ye Qiao nodded in satisfaction. It seemed that the heat was just right, and she was about to peel off all the chicken when she heard Yan Qiong yelling, which almost threw the pheasant to the ground in fright.

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33. Touched...

"Qiao'er, you're done!! Hahaha!" Yan Qiong jumped up, and ran over as if holding some treasure in her hand, with a few grass clippings on her body: "Eat these few spiritual power pills, your spiritual power will be reduced." I can definitely make a big step forward!" Qiao'er looked at his palm in response, there were four dark green spiritual power pills, the whole body was dark green, surrounded by a faint green halo.Ye Qiao clearly felt the pure spiritual power contained in these four spiritual power pills. Obviously, judging from Yan Qiong's actions just now, she should have injected part of her spiritual power into them.

Ye Qiao pursed his lips, he already knew Yan Qiong's kindness to him, and his dependence on Yan Qiong was getting deeper and deeper, but he was embarrassed to say it out loud.Fighting with Yan Qiong every day, the days are comfortable and warm.Seeing Yan Qiong's actions now, I was both happy and moved, and couldn't help stretching out my hand to hold Yan Qiong's wrist, and was about to speak, but Yan Qiong yelled in my ear: "Ah, Qiaoer, What is this, it's so delicious!!" Stuffing the Lingli Pill into Ye Qiao's hand, he grabbed the beggar chicken, eagerly tore off a chicken leg, and his mouth was full of oil.

Ye Qiao's full of emotions and emotions flew to the sky for a moment, and the unspoken love words just rotted in his stomach, and when he saw Yan Qiong's appearance of not having eaten for hundreds of years, he became very angry: "Yan Qiong! You bastard!! Gluttonous!!!" Turning around, he walked away angrily.

Yan Qiong was baffled while nibbling on the chicken leg, what happened to Xiao Qiao'er?I didn't mess with him.No matter, let's talk when we are full! !

Ye Qiao lay on the hung hammock sullenly, without even eating.Yan Qiong couldn't figure out the situation, and wondered if it was because she didn't take the initiative to eat with Ye Qiao—that's right, Qiao'er couldn't eat such a delicious food after working for a long time, so she ate it first , no wonder he was in a bad mood.Immediately posted to Ye Qiao, playing tricks and apologizing, making Ye Qiao dumbfounded, and still ignored.

The helpless Yan Qiong had no choice but to climb into her hammock like a cabbage, and just lay down—Patta!Yan Qiong got up from the ground rubbing her painful buttocks, and looked at Ye Qiao's back resentfully—what kind of bed is this, Xiao Qiao'er?Even if it's to prank me, at least you can sleep in a better bed yourself.I didn't dare to draw a comfortable soft bed to sleep on my own, so I was wronged and continued to climb up, and just lay down-pat!I fell to the ground again!

Yan Qiong was speechless!God, what kind of bed is this, it's terrible!Rubbing his buttocks, he got up from the ground again, staring at the hammock and gnashing his teeth - I don't believe I can't sleep!Yan Qiong was gnashing her teeth here, and fell repeatedly, but she didn't know that Ye Qiao was laughing with her eyes closed when she heard the voice there - she really let out a bad breath!Feeling comfortable, Ye Qiao quickly fell asleep.

The next morning, Ye Qiao woke up from hunger. When he opened his eyes, he saw that his hammock was wrapped in a ball-shaped translucent white spiritual power curtain, which could protect him from falling to the ground in his sleep. , or be attacked by wild animals and mosquitoes.Although it was only the beginning of summer, there were already huge mosquitoes in the woods.Ye Qiao has never learned how to use this kind of spiritual tent, needless to say, this must be Yan Qiong's masterpiece.I couldn't help looking up at Yan Qiong, and couldn't help but burst into laughter—Yan Qiong's feet were wrapped in the hammock, but her head was floating in the air under the support of the spherical spiritual power tent, and she was fast asleep!

After a whole night, Ye Qiao's anger had already flown away.Coming out of the spiritual power tent, he couldn't help being startled again.The beggar chicken from yesterday was also wrapped in a spiritual tent by Yan Qiong, hanging under the slightly beating flame to keep warm.Except for a chicken leg and a small amount of breast meat that was eaten, the others were still there.

Ye Qiao felt a little sour in his heart for a moment.After thinking about it, she washed up by the stream without waking Yan Qiong.Then I took the seeds in the small basket, buried a handful in the field by the stream, and sang a cheerful song:

Millet, you grow fast,

When I grow up, I will be cooking food.

If you don't grow up faster,

Qiao'er gets sad when she's hungry.

With the singing, the seeds quickly took root, germinated, grew up, and eared. Yeqiao's singing stopped, and the rice ears also bowed their heads heavily.Ye Qiao continued to sing:

Come on, little bird,

Come and help me collect the rice grains;

If you don't come soon,

Qiao'er will get angry if she is in a hurry.

Immediately, some house sparrows chirped and flew over from the woods, and immediately came to peck the ears of rice, and then put the pecked rice grains into the earthen pot in Yeqiao's hand.In less than a quarter of an hour, the little sparrows that had completed the task flew away.

Ye Qiao hadn't done the same thing in front of Yan Qiong before, after all, it was too costly.When Yan Qiong was out, he was extremely bored, so he tried it on a whim, and it succeeded!But after one success, his spiritual power was exhausted to the point where he couldn't even ride the clouds, so he didn't try again lightly.When I came out this time, I thought it might be useful, so I brought a few handfuls of seeds. At that time, Yan Qiong was quite strange.

After harvesting the rice grains, Ye Qiao felt a little tired, but it was obvious that his spiritual power was much better than before, and it was not as strenuous as last time.Wiping the sweat off his forehead, he turned around and was hugged into his arms by a strong force.

Ye Qiao stretched out her head from the familiar embrace, and shouted dissatisfiedly: "Yan Qiong, you bastard! What a nerve in the early morning!! Let me go!" Immediately struggled vigorously.

Yan Qiong hugged Ye Qiao but couldn't speak—oh my god, why is his little Qiao'er so powerful!Control the growth of plants! !He had only seen Chu Rong, the God of Songs, make flowers bloom with his singing, and