As he said that, he plucked his hair, opened his stomach, and then took the stream water beside the ridge of the wasteland and washed it. Finally, he copied out a casserole from somewhere, added water and threw it in and cooked it.

Looking at Chu Tianming's fluent movements, the old man was stunned at first, but then stopped talking, as if he had agreed that the chicken was indeed a broiler who had eaten.

Soon, a faint fragrance wafted out of the eyes of the casserole lid, and the fragrance surrounds the root of the tongue, making people smell it and make people feel salivation in their mouths.

Chu Tianming took out a weed and threw it into the fire. After a moment, he threw another one. After this, when the last weed was thrown into the fire, the smell from the lid's eyes was already extremely intoxicating. It was a bit sniffing to make people salivate.

After the weeds were thrown away, Chu Tianming simmered it on low heat for a while, then squinted his eyes and napped for a while. After waking up, he clapped his hands and said, "Okay, we can take the blame."

When everyone heard this, they felt refreshed.

Xiaobai stuck out his tongue and shook his tail, approaching Chu Tianming, and rubbing him constantly, as if he was already hungry and thirsty. It barked non-stop, as if he was seeking credit, and wanted to have a taste of it first.

Chu Tianming patted Xiaobai's head and smiled and said, "Don't worry, I'll divide it first, the rest is all yours."

Xiaobai then stepped a little more satisfied, sat on the side with his front legs, waving his tail and showing a kind look.

Chu Tianming first took out a bowl prepared by Xiaoyin, tear a chicken leg, scooped a bowl of chicken soup, handed it over, and said, "You just opened the third source of gas. After eating these, drink three more bowls of soup, and then go back to consolidate it. As for the fourth source of gas, you can explore it first, but don't rush to open it."

"Yes." Xiaoyin took the bowl and ate happily.

Chu Tianming took out another chicken wing, scooped a bowl of soup, handed it to the groom, and said, "These are yours. Have a good rest after eating, and farm with me tomorrow."

"Thank you, young master." The groom bowed and took the bowl.

Chu Tianming didn't say anything else, scooped a bowl of soup for the old man and said, "You should have guessed the origin of this thing. Just drink some soup. If you eat some meat, you will be afraid that you will feel sorry for it."

The old man shook his head and said, "Where is Mr. Chu saying that this chicken was brought by your dog. It is nothing more than a pheasant in the wilderness. I am just a messenger. I have nothing to do to sweep the floor and take weedings when I have time. How can I know what origin?"

As he said that, he sincerely handed over the bowl and said, "Young Master Chu is rare to remove the pot. I also want to ask for a piece of meat. My master Chu said earlier that this is a delicious broiler. If you stew such a chicken, it would be a waste if you drink some soup."

Chu Tianming gently pushed back the bowl, shook his head and said, "The old man just drinks some soup. The nutrition is all in the soup. Drinking some can nourish the body more. If you eat too much meat, you will not be digested."

Xiaobai looked at the old and the young, couldn't help but use his two front feet to support him, stretched his neck and looked at the casserole, and looked at the less and less meat and soup inside with heartache.

It screamed in his heart: Don’t give him meat! Three people are enough to share, enough to share! These are all from this dog!

Finally, the old man gritted his teeth and agreed to farm. Chu Tianming reluctantly divided his chicken wings. The old man held the bowl and called Mr. Chu generous, but he saw that Xiaobai was bleeding from the side.

After three people were separated, only Chu Tianming and Xiaobai were left.

The little white looked at Chu Tianming pitifully, and his dog's eyes were filled with helplessness and innocence. In the end, it couldn't help but cover his eyes, and could only hope that Chu Tianming had a small appetite and ate less.

Chu Tianming smiled, and was about to divide the last flesh, suddenly a clear and angry voice rose from the foot of the main peak.

"The wild dog who steals chickens, get out and die for this girl!"

Hearing this voice, the old man raised his eyebrows, quickly picked up the broom, took the soup bowl and retreated, "Oh, that little ancestor came to the door, Mr. Chu, I will take the lead, and when I work hard and sow the seeds tomorrow, I will come to the appointment."

Before he finished speaking, the old man's feet were covered with oil, and it slipped faster than the wind. He turned a corner from the stone steps in three or two steps, and he didn't know which corner he had entered and disappeared.

Xiao Yin was slightly stunned, then laughed and said, "This old man is not sweeping the floor quickly, but he is so fast when he slips."

Chu Tianming shook his head and then looked down at the mountain. He saw the faint clouds surrounding the mountain suddenly washed away. A figure wrapped in red clothes quickly enlarged in his vision. From a distance, it looked like a small sun rising rapidly.

The little sun had a clear goal and was coming in full force. It took only a few breaths to rush to the edge of the wasteland.

Then, the afterglow of the sun turned into a pair of big hands, wrapped in a wave of heat, and without saying a word, he grabbed Xiaobai hard.

Xiaobai opened his mouth and spit out a moon-white light, like the moon rising from the east mountain.

The heat waves and the moonlight collided, causing a strong wind to spread all over the ground, and the casserole was shaking in the aftermath of the impact.

Xiaobai shouted loudly and rushed over to stabilize the casserole, shouting in his heart that this dog's casserole chicken!

The little sun did not rush to chase after him. The afterglow gradually dissipated, revealing a beautiful figure in red.

The person who came was a beautiful woman.

Her beautiful eyes were clearly black and white, her eyebrows were curved like a crescent moon, and her face was as smooth as a goose egg. She was a snow-white goose neck.

She was wearing a red dress, which was very tight, highlighting her hot figure to the fullest. The dress wrapped around her hips and hugged her thighs, depicting the outline of the slender and straight thighs in a faint way.

She stared at Xiaobai, the anger brewing in her eyes. After that blow, she calmed down her anger, like a human-shaped volcano that was about to erupt.

She suddenly noticed that Xiaobai's claws were holding something tightly.

A casserole has a faint smell floating in the pot.

It smells so good.

wrong.

She looked at the casserole, and the next moment, she suddenly calmed down.

She saw half a pot of chicken soup, and there was a cooked chicken leg in the chicken soup.

Out of the corner of her eyes, she saw a mess.

A mess of feathers...

Her mind was buzzing, and in an instant she was blank.

"My... colorful... Xuanyu... sparrow!"

As soon as the word "Crook" sounded, all the anger brewing in her body burst out instantly.

She disappeared from the spot and appeared directly in front of Xiaobai. Her jade hands covered Xiaobai with endless fire, and at the same time she shouted: "I want to stew your dog into dog meat soup!"

"Wang!" Xiaobai was originally holding the casserole tightly, but when he realized that the woman was coming in a fierce and unstoppable manner, he immediately rushed out three feet away.

As the woman's hands were about to destroy the casserole, a faint sound rang out.

"The girl is so angry that she is not good for herbal practice. Why not drink a bowl of herbal tea to get rid of the fire?"
Chapter completed!