"Ph! Ph!"

The ugly mandrill looked ferocious, as if he had eaten some poison and bitter gallbladder, and he actually vomited out the Qi-release pill that reached his mouth.

Immediately, Fellow Daoist Hu's face became ugly.

The people watching the fun were also surprised. Such precious pills were wasted, which is a pity.

This spiritual pet is brave and majestic, but his head is not very flexible.

A few more couldn't help but burst out laughing.

The man surnamed Hu found a foolish mandrill, but the show was put on, and the limelight was not revealed, and the person lost one first.

Fellow Daoist Hu has always been concerned about meeting each other, but now he was slapped in the face by a foolish mandrill. How can he be able to live up to his heart?

I saw that his whole body was full of momentum, his hair and beard were wide open, and he pointed at Zhaocai Jinbao and scolded: "What an ugly monkey who is ungrateful. If you don't receive any rewards from Master Hu, you must be punished."

As he said that, he pointed his fingers and a cold mass of spiritual energy hit the mandrills playing on the mast.

With a "bar" sound, the mandrill fell to the deck, and it seemed that the entire sea spirit ship had shaking.

“Wow?”

The poor mandrilled his eyes, and seemed to be unable to understand why the person who gave it a elixir and took a angrily just now changed his appearance in just a few words?

The funny posture of the mandrill made everyone around laugh. Fellow Daoist looked cold and felt that his face was lost. He had to teach this ugly monkey a lesson!

Tap the storage bag, take out a roller the size of a palm, input a few strands of spiritual power, and rotate it continuously.

This magic weapon was newly obtained by him, and it was the sharpest. If he rolled on the ugly monkey's one-legged foot, he would probably turn it into a footless monkey!

"Look at the trick!" As he said that, he waved the roller towards the mandrill, held his head high, waiting for the bloody scene.

But after waiting for a while, there was no scream of expected scream. Instead, a white light flashed, and his spiritual sense could not sense the roller magic weapon.

What's going on?

Fellow Daoist looked up and saw a girl in gray holding his roller artifact and fiddling with her in her hand.

He nodded with great appreciation, "Well~ It really looks very good."

Then he bowed to him with gratitude, "Fellow Daoist Hu is indeed extremely generous as everyone said, I admire you! I will refuse this thing."

Fellow Daoist Hu didn't say anything, and the woman in gray finished speaking. After he was stunned, he burst into anger.

Do you want to trick his magic weapon away by just saying a few words? Go dreaming!

"Witch, please return my magic weapon quickly, otherwise I will call you-ah! Puff!"

Before he finished speaking, fellow Daoist Hu felt a pain in his spiritual sense, and his roller magic weapon completely lost contact with him.

This...how is this possible?

Fellow Daoist Hu carefully looked at the woman in gray, and her spiritual calm was calm and her cultivation was the same as hers, and she was in the early stage of foundation building.

But why could the other party erase his spiritual sense that was covering the roller magic weapon in the blink of an eye?

This is impossible.

"How is it possible? Who are you? Where did the demon monster come from?" Friend Hu pointed at Hua Xiaomi and screamed.

Maybe his voice was too loud, and many people came out of the cabin.

"What are you all arguing? If you want to fight, I'll be the first to accompany you!" The brave man came out barefoot and shouted loudly, his body emitting the spiritual breath of the middle stage of foundation building.

Fellow Daoist Hu shut up all of a sudden, and a trace of fear flashed in his eyes with his head down.

It was this big man who drove him out of the cabin just now. If the other party disliked him, he might be thrown into the sea.

He is not as good as a human being, but he can't beat the other party. There is also the woman in gray in front of him who looks very evil, so it's better to be troubled less.

After losing a magic weapon in vain, fellow Daoist Hu was depressed and regretted why he wanted to brag. He didn't show any attention and threw his face away!

After thinking about it, he was unwilling to give up again and glared at Hua Xiaomi with hatred, and scolded her in his heart many times.

Damn woman, witch!

As for Hua Xiaomi, she had no time to guess what fellow Daoist Hu was thinking. After fiddling with the roller magic weapon for a while, she then took it into the storage bag.

Just now, fellow Daoist Hu fell to the treasure and it was fair to collect a magic weapon.

Seeing that Zhaocai Jinbao was still confused, Hua Xiaomi shook her head and waved at it, "Come here, are you hungry? Give you this food."

She took out a small plate of round cakes from the storage bag, the size of a palm, golden and crispy, and full of fragrance.

Fellow Daoist Hu is born with a sensitive nose. His second uncle all said that he is a food repair material.

At this time, when I smelled the fragrance, I felt like an old yellow dog with bones, and I was excited.

What is that, and how it looks so wonderful?

Although Fellow Daoist Hu has built a foundation, he has fasted himself, but he has always been a greedy person. If he has the conditions, he always has to have a big meal.

He has a lot of research on food.

I saw that the ugly silly mandrill used its slender claws covered with yellow hair to grab two round cakes, and stuffed them in one mouth.

Soon a small plate was eaten up by it, and Hua Xiaomi took out another small plate.

Perhaps because I ate a lot and had my stomach underneath, the mandrill broke a small cake in half and steamed.

Suddenly, a strong smell of potatoes came out. Friend Hu glared at his eyes. It turned out that there was not only a golden color, but also green onions, orange-red carrots, and slightly darker... meat?

What kind of meat is that? It looks so strange and tastes so delicious?

It smells so good. This reminds fellow Daoist Hu of the time when he was in the Qi Refining Period. He swallowed a fasting pill every day, and was so full and hungry that he was empty and tasteless.

Thinking of this, he felt his stomach bulge again. He hadn't been so hungry for a long time. How did the small potato cake in front of him make? How could it cause his greed to be moved?

In fact, some foods are really ordinary, but the people who make them are not ordinary, so they also give them a taste beyond ordinary.

Hua Xiaomi just washed and sliced ​​the spiritual potatoes planted from the spiritual field and steamed them, and mashed them into mud.

Mix it with fine scallions cut into small circles, carrots, and her special prosciutto made with iron armor pigs, and a little salt.

Dip a little oil on your hands, pour in flour and knead them into small round cakes, heat them in a pot, and fry them to a golden color.

A long time ago, my father also did it for her at home.

She was like Zhaocai Jinbao, holding her two hands and showing off in front of the friends.

The moon disappeared, the sky turned white, Hua Xiaomi stood up from the deck, looking at the familiar but unfamiliar island ahead, a trace of complexity flashed in her eyes.

Akatsuki Island, she is back.
Chapter completed!