Wang Shuo didn't say anything, and Xiaoyue didn't know what happened. Although she felt strange, she finally put it behind her and said with the innate spiritual grass in her hand: "Senior, look, what is this?"
"Oh?" Wang Shuo glanced at the innate spiritual grass. This thing was planted by Jiang Buyun. He sensed it, but he didn't say anything.
Doesn't Xiaoyue find it strange that an innate spiritual grass suddenly appeared after searching for it for several times?
Looking at the girl in front of him with some amusement, Wang Shuo shook his head and said: "It's useless to me, you can keep it."
"Ah? Innate spiritual grass, senior, this is useless?" Xiaoyue was confused. She didn't talk about the acquired spiritual grass before. Wang Shuo said it was not necessary. She could understand that Wang Shuo had too many treasures.
But innate spiritual grass, this thing is rare, don’t you even need it?
Isn't this senior a little too willful?
"Senior, do you really don't want it?" Xiaoyue asked again, thinking that this senior is too thin-skinned, so he keeps saying no?
"Really." Wang Shuo nodded.
"Really?" Xiaoyue scratched her head and held the innate spiritual grass in her hand, somewhat unsure of what to do.
He had received so many benefits, but this senior seemed to despise everything.
Is it possible that the innate spiritual grass is already so worthless? If it is placed outside, it will be scrambled by others, but when it comes here, it will become a mutual humility?
Xiaoyue, who didn't understand what was going on, could only temporarily accept the Xiantian Spirit Grass by herself, and then said with a smile: "Senior, although you said you don't want it, I always feel that I took it all. It's not good. I'll help you first."
Just take it, if you need it, just tell me and I will get it out for you."
"Okay." Wang Shuo nodded and continued to close his eyes and rest.
Having nothing to do, Xiaoyue was also a little bored, so she finally took out her own pots and pans, and used the remaining ingredients to prepare two dishes for Wang Shuo.
Wang Shuo opened his eyes after Xiaoyue cooked the food. The smell of the food was so tempting that Wang Shuo couldn't hold it in any longer.
This girl's cooking skills are really... good.
There aren't many things that Wang Shuo agrees with, but he agrees with Xiaoyue's cooking skills.
After sweeping away the two pots of vegetables, Wang Shuo showed a slight smile and looked at Xiaoyue with a dangerous look.
This girl can really be captured and used as the royal cook.
Outside the lair, Jiang Buyong was still injured and was working hard to heal his wounds. Suddenly he smelled a strange fragrance, which made him open his eyes and his stomach started to growl.
He is a monk in the late stage of sainthood and does not need to eat at all. Since becoming a saint, he has almost never thought about eating, and any desire for words is not important to him.
But now, when I smell this fragrance, why is my stomach growling?
He swallowed, feeling a little unintentional to heal his wounds. He stuck his head out and took a look outside. He happened to see Xiaoyue clearing the dishes and Wang Shuo, who was sitting next to him contentedly.
"Damn it, you actually tempted me with delicious food. Do you think I, Jiang Buyun, am a fool?"
Jiang Buyun sneered and continued to close his eyes to heal his wounds, but after closing his eyes, his mind was filled with that scent, and he no longer even felt like healing.
He gritted his teeth, feeling that his Taoist heart must not be firm enough, so he began to practice a Pure Heart Art that he had accidentally obtained.
Allow yourself to regain your composure.
But after practicing, he felt calm again. Just as he continued to heal his wounds, Wang Shuo on the lair took out a lot of things from the storage ring and gave them to Xiaoyue, and asked: "Can these be used for cooking?"
These are a bunch of acquired herbs that look like wild vegetables. Xiaoyue looked at these things and was obviously stunned. She had never tried using acquired herbs to cook.
But the method should be similar to ordinary cooking, right?
She scratched her head and looked at Wang Shuo, who was "spending money like water" cooking vegetables with the acquired spiritual grass, with a confused look on his face. This senior, it seemed that it was not because of shyness that he refused the acquired spiritual grass before.
Looking at this situation now, this senior is really a rich man.
With a bunch of acquired magic grass in hand, Xiaoyue continued to cook.
Jiang Buyong, who was under the nest, had just used Qingxin Jue to calm down.
A more peculiar fragrance, with a faint spiritual energy fluctuation, floated over again.
Jiang Buyun was immediately ready to move again, feeling that his whole body was about to collapse.
What the hell is this? Cooking in the lair of a golden-winged ferocious bird? Are you here for a vacation?
What do you think is the home of a golden-winged ferocious bird? Is it your vacation place?
This moment was the first time that Jiang Buyong wished that the golden-winged ferocious bird would come back and give these two guys a beak. It was really too bullying.
Is it easy for him?
Not only was he injured, he was also disturbed by this damn aroma, and his mind was wandering.
In desperation, Jiang Buyun practiced the Qingxin Jue again.
After a long time, he finally calmed down and prepared to heal his injuries.
A strange fragrance wafted over again!
Jiang Buyun's eyes turned red, and he felt like he was going crazy.
He couldn't help it anymore, he must kill these two bastards, and he couldn't stop for a second.
Otherwise, you will be tortured to death sooner or later.
When he got up, Jiang Buyong's sword was broken, but he had a spare weapon. He took out a magic weapon again. Jiang Buyong got up and looked at Xiaoyue who was cooking, his eyes became vicious and cold.
, began to slowly walk around, took out an innate spiritual grass, and threw it on the nest in front of him.
As soon as Xiaoyue came over, he immediately became violent and killed the woman.
Then kill the Taoist in Qingyi.
"Come on! Damn you bastard!" Jiang Buyun held the gun tightly in his hand and listened carefully to the movements of the nest.
Sure enough, after a while, Xiaoyue shouted in surprise: "Hey, why is there another spiritual grass here? I remember that there is nothing in this nest."
Xiaoyue felt that her brain was a little exhausted. Could it be that these innate spiritual grasses could still grow on their own?
But the growth rate is too fast, one plant per day.
With her head full of confusion, she came to the innate spiritual grass. Jiang Buyong, who was hiding underneath, immediately became fierce. He got up directly, holding the sword in his hand, ready to kill the girl.
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But the moment he stood up, he met a pair of cold eyes.
Wang Shuo, who was at the same place, had already looked at this position, holding a branch in his hand and pointing it at Jiang Buyun.
Jiang Buyun looked at the branch held by Wang Shuo and finally knew what hurt him that day!
And the person who hurt him was the young man sitting in the center of the nest!
How could this young man...
Jiang Buyong couldn't believe it. He stared at Wang Shuo with his eyes wide open and his whole body was trembling.
From Wang Shuo's eyes, Jiang Buyun saw murderous intent, a chill that made his whole body tremble and feel extremely cold.
This feeling made the pupils of his eyes begin to shrink, and he did not dare to move.
It was terrifying as if he would fall into the abyss in the next moment.