Next, in Hua Xiaomi's sight, she saw Wu Hu's temperament change drastically. The most important thing was that she even gave her a strange smile.

It's really...

It seemed that she wouldn't know that Wu Hu was strange without a strange smile.

"Hey, can you stop laughing? You are really ugly and eye-catching!"

It was very proud of his face, and the Wu Hu immediately pulled his face down.

The cold eyes stared at her, like an evil ghost, like a poisonous snake, sticking to her body like a maggot with bones, and the deadly poison made people chill.

"You... are not only ugly, but also have poor temperament. The most important thing is that you are very smelly. Hello, don't you take a shower?!"

There is really no one in the Pixiang Palace who is Xiang. Hua Xiaomi decided not to offend Xiang Xiu in the future.

Wu Hu's face was shaking constantly, his eyes became more sinister, and he spoke with a low and strong male voice.

"I am the ignorant and delusion of the Western Venerables, and I am admired by all people. Your ignorance and ignorance are amazing."

If it weren't for the black gas coming out of his mouth, Hua Xiaomi would have been shocked.

But I saw these black air rising in the air, gradually turning into a skull, and saliva was hanging on the corner of my mouth.

"Stinky tofu."

"What?" Wu Hu was stunned. For some reason, he always had an unknown premonition, and the female cultivator in front of him was very uninteresting.

Hua Xiaomi, opposite him, pinched her nose with pain and accused: "Don't you brush your teeth? Oh, too, it's true that monks can just shut up for more than ten or twenty years, and it's normal not to wash up.

But, don’t you see that people don’t want to get close to you? Because as soon as you speak, you smell like stinky tofu.

By the way, stinky tofu is…”

Hua Xiaomi carefully described the recipe and smell of stinky tofu. Wu Hu's face became more and more distorted, and the odor on his body became more and more intense.

"Rareless, you ignorant woman dare to laugh at me. The Western Heavenly Lord will not forgive you."

Wu Hu was already angry with Hua Xiaomi. In the steaming evil spirit, his mouth suddenly opened, and a banner with strange patterns was spit out by him.

The color is naturally black and black, and it becomes blocky when not enlarged.

"So... it's not that you don't wash, but you keep holding stinky tofu in your mouth."

Wu Hu was extremely angry and waved at her with a banner, hoarsely, "You bastard, shut up!!!"

The skull transformed from black gas grew up and swallowed her.

Seeing this, Hua Xiaomi's face changed slightly. She quickly slapped out a jar of wine and turned into a water cover to resist. She pinched her hands with her hands and kept paying attention to the direction of the banner.

He is so stingy. He still claims to be a venerable who is respected by thousands of people, and has such a hot temper.

Fortunately, she didn't say this, otherwise Wu Hu would have been angry and blew out of blood.

Although Hua Xiaomi has been provoking the other party, it has to be said that the other party is very strong, and as soon as she takes action, she feels oppressed.

When the gas flows, her eyes will become dizzy.

Especially those black evil spirits, if you are in it for a long time, you will feel breathless. The big mouth is like a black hole, and you will be swallowed up in it if you are not careful and will never be reborn.

However, this is not the key.

The most important thing is that Wu Hu's cultivation is higher than hers.

It is not the late stage of the ordinary Golden Pill, perhaps the Golden Pill is perfect, even deeper than the perfection, and it is only half a step away from becoming a baby!

If it were other means, Hua Xiaomi would always have a way to solve it, but this kind of real suppression of cultivation left her helpless.

No matter how wise and resourceful you are, you will not be able to defeat it with just one force.

It was all stench and the smell of oil that had not yet dissipated before. Hua Xiaomi had already resisted the difficulties, and after this, her belly was even more surging.

"Xiaohua, I'll help you!

Don’t be afraid of the black clouds pressing down on the top, a golden light comes from it!”

As the sound of reciting poems goes from far to near, a faint golden light crossed the edge of the black evil spirit. Gradually, a vast energy filled the air, corroding the evil spirit.

"Good poems and good poems!"

Seeing that Wu Hu's attack weakened, Hua Xiaomi praised him and quickly took the opportunity to throw out a plate of vegetables. The vegetables were fresh, the roots were as white as jade, and the leaves were as bright as green as green.

When he rushed to Wu Hu, he automatically wrapped himself in his arms, thighs, and neck. Nothing was missing, so he tied him tightly.

"You, are you actually a food practice?" Wu Hu felt a stagnation and felt like he could not lift his strength.

"Um... don't you know? But it doesn't matter. I have a lot of delicious dishes waiting for you to taste."

Wu Hu's heart was thrilled, and he was a little flustered inexplicably. Looking at Hua Xiaomi's face that was afraid that the world would not be confused, he suddenly felt something was wrong.

"Look, do you know what this is? The most delicious food in the world of tragedy is the bitter melon."

Hua Xiaomi took out a long, tumor-shaped melon body from the storage bag, measured it twice with her fingertips, and then a magic spike of gold was condensed.

After a few breaths, I saw that the melon body had changed a lot, the light green skin rolled up, forming several clusters, and the white flesh in the center was in one place, and it turned into a beautiful chrysanthemum.

Wu Hu's eyes were straightened. He knew it was wrong!

Next, Hua Xiaomi took out a boy and poured out a light gold-slim liquid, which flowed into the center of the flower from the outside of the petals, shining crystal clear and wonderful.

It also emits a faint fragrance and bitter gourd, which is still very good in terms of its taste.

Moreover, what she just added was the first batch of honey brewed by freshly grown waist bees, which was the most delicious, with a calm and not greasy taste. It was simply too tempting to eat it with bitter melon.

Looking at the delicious food, Hua Xiaomi couldn't help swallowing her saliva, and she really wanted to taste it.

What a pity~

He looked at Wu Hu ahead with resentment, "It's rare to be delicious, it's really cheap!"

After saying that, she threw the chrysanthemum in her hand forward, and Wu Hu was automatically attracted by the fragrance of the flowers and opened her mouth wide.

Sweet, he melted in his mouth and was calm. He remembered that he was not the gentle and virtuous wife at home before the evil cultivator.

A quiet smile in the summer breeze, as if he had removed all the heat, and he felt extremely peaceful.

The black skull on Wu Hu's head was cut in half by Cheng Baiyi's golden light pen, and now it changes directly, gradually forming the appearance of a chrysanthemum.

"puff."

Zhaocai Jinbao below couldn't help but fart.

Wu Hu's face suddenly changed, the sweetness disappeared, and the bitterness entered his mouth was full of coldness.

Life is always more bitter than sweet. Perhaps it is precisely because of this that it seems that sweet and precious.

When Hua Xiaomi heard the farts, she felt something was wrong. Before Wu Hu could react, she quickly cast a spell to induce it.

The bitter gourd in his mouth suddenly turned into juice, like bitter gallbladder, comparable to coptis chinensis. As he said that, his throat and throat flowed into his limbs and bones, Wu Hu trembled all over.

"The weather is hot, eating melons will reduce the fire."

With a "bang", Hua Xiaomi raised her hand and slapped Wu Hu with a palm.

The whole person fell from mid-air.
Chapter completed!