Ye Xiaochuan started making porridge again, and while going out to collect firewood, he also caught two gray rabbits.
The millet porridge is cooked on the charcoal stove. After the rabbit is washed and peeled, it is tied to a branch and roasted over the fire.
Pan's Shuzheng sits in meditation with eyes closed to regulate the breath in the body.
Suddenly, her nose twitched.
“It smells so good!”
She opened her eyes and looked at Ye Xiaochuan who was concentrating on cooking.
Under the care of the campfire, Ye Xiaochuan's movements of sprinkling cumin seasoning on the roasted rabbit were so handsome and attractive.
Pan Shishu swallowed softly, stood up and walked over.
She bent down and looked at the roasted golden, fat and oily rabbit.
Be prepared to reach out and get it.
As soon as he stretched out his hand, Ye Xiaochuan hit him on the back of his hand.
Ye Xiaochuan said: "The heat hasn't arrived yet, please wait a little longer."
Pan's Shu suddenly looked like a big quail, squatting down by the fire.
His cold eyes were staring straight at the two roasted rabbits spinning on the fire, and his eyeballs moved with the rotation of the roasted rabbits.
This scene made Ye Xiaochuan extremely familiar.
He seemed to see the shadow of Qilisi in Pan Shishu's body.
Ye Xiaochuan lamented in his heart that although the Pangu tribe was an ancient race of gods, they were still humans.
Ye Xiaochuan is very particular about what he eats, especially the food he makes by himself, which must be made with excellence.
Seeing that Pan Shishu had nothing to do, he gave her a long-handled spoon and asked her to stir the porridge.
She also told her that a good pot of porridge should be boiled 70% and stirred 30%.
Pan Shishu also started working for delicious food.
While stirring, she said: "Mr. Ye, I can't believe that you can cook."
Ye Xiaochuan suddenly felt a little sad.
If I were an ordinary person, maybe a fat and carefree chef now, I wouldn't have to endure so much suffering.
In an instant, he thought of many people and many things.
It was already late at night, and the cold wind was blowing constantly in the valley under the rocks, and the bonfire flickered in the wind.
It's like a mind that goes with the flow.
Pan Shishu seemed to see Ye Xiaochuan's sadness.
No one spoke for a while.
The porridge is ready and the rabbit is roasted.
Pan Shishu reached out and grabbed a roast rabbit and took a bite. She felt an indescribable wonderful feeling that stimulated her taste buds, and the pores all over her body seemed to open instantly.
"tasty."
Ye Xiaochuan only heard these two words.
Then he saw Pan Shi shaking his head in relief.
Ye Xiaochuan just wanted to remind that the rabbit was too hot and should wait for a while before eating.
As soon as the words came to my lips, I swallowed them back.
The surface of the freshly baked rabbit is covered in grease and the temperature is very high.
Even Ye Xiaochuan couldn't just grab it with his hands.
However, Pan Shishu didn't seem to have any reaction at all, and it was a joy to eat.
Her eating appearance doesn't need to be any better than that of Xiao Taotie Qilisi.
It's just a matter of swallowing the jujube in one gulp.
A fat rabbit was eaten by her in just a few strokes.
The most terrifying thing is that there are no bones in her feet.
She even ate the bones.
This Yakou is probably stronger than Qilisi.
Ye Xiaochuan was stunned.
I don’t know how Pan Thi Shu did it.
He was actually able to swallow the roasted rabbit right out of the pan, with the skin and bones intact.
Simply terrifying.
Ye Xiaochuan was worried that Pan Shishu would choke, so he served her a bowl of hot millet porridge.
Pan Shishu took it.
Ye Xiaochuan was about to get her a small spoon when he said: "Be careful of burning..."
Looking back, Pan Shishu had already finished the bowl of rice porridge.
She held the empty bowl, smashed her mouth, and her tongue stuck out from time to time, licking the rice porridge on her chin.
Looking at Ye Xiaochuan's stunned look, he said: "What did you say? Well, this porridge tastes so good..."
Then, the girl threw away the bowl, picked up the casserole from the stove, and drank from it.
Ye Xiaochuan only felt that his esophagus was filled with a stream of magma, and his body couldn't help shaking a few times.
Obviously, Pan Shishu is not an ordinary person, nor is he an ordinary cultivator.
Even if you are a master of Li Ziye's level, your skin is still supple and tender, and you will definitely not be able to withstand such torture.
Ye Cha suddenly said: "Look at her hands and neck."
Ye Xiaochuan took a closer look and saw faint lines appearing on the skin of Pan's neck, palms, arms, and wrists.
That pattern was very familiar to Ye Xiaochuan, it was the creation pattern.
This thing is like an invisible tattoo. It does not appear under normal circumstances. It will only appear when the body is stimulated.
Ye Chadao: "This girl has the blood of the Great God Pangu, and her physique is incredibly powerful.
The Pangu clan is called the God Clan, and it is not unreasonable. Their bodies are simply terrifying. From the moment they are born, they have a physique at the peak of martial arts.
Your thirteen disciples, no matter how hard they train, they probably won’t be able to train their bodies to this point."
The world is so unfair, maybe the end point of your struggle is just the starting point for others.
Martial arts monks train skin, bones, tendons, and marrow... they have suffered so much, but in the end, they are just the starting point for the Pangu tribe.
No wonder Pan Shishu was slapped by the Xumi strongman Li Ziye, and he started to jump around and have a great appetite. With his physique, as long as his head is not chopped off, and as long as he still has breath, he will not die at all.
To be honest, when Ye Xiaochuan grew up, he was only jealous of two people, one was the handsome and utterly handsome Qingfeng Li, and the other was the extremely lucky Zhou Wu.
Now, another one has been added to his jealous list.
Not one person, but a large group of people.
Pangu tribe.
The last time Ye Xiaochuan was in the Mustard Seed Space, he tortured his body in an almost perverted way, and finally managed to increase his speed and strength.
As a result, even though I had put in so much effort, it was still not as good as a single hair of the Pangu people.
Who can accept this?
The jealousy of the world was beyond recognition, when Ye Xiaochuan was in the midst of fiery jealousy.
Ye Tianci warned: "You are so jealous. The reason why her physique is so strong is because she has Pangu bloodline in her body. The symbol of Pangu bloodline is the creation pattern.
Don't forget, we also have creation patterns on our bodies.
The Creation Pattern is changing our physique bit by bit.
Without the bonus of the Creation Pattern, do you think that a little time spent training in the Mustard Seed Space would be able to improve your speed and strength so quickly?"
Ye Xiaochuan thought about it and thought it made sense.
Others have it, so do we. Now the creation pattern has spread to most of my body. Even my little penis is now covered with the creation pattern. It is only a matter of time before it covers my whole body.
The face that was twisted with jealousy just now is now smiling brightly.
"Master Ye, you smile so lewdly."
Unfortunately, Pan Shishu discovered it. Ye Xiaochuan immediately stopped his smile and said with a straight face: "Miss Shu, you may have some misunderstandings about our human culture. My smile cannot be described as lustful, it must be sincere."
Gentle, yes, genial smile has always been how I am described as a gentleman."
