MTL - Cultivation Chat Group-Chapter 1813 On the fairy edge of Jin

"Predecessors, you lost again." Black skin feathers soft out of the channel.

The boy turned his head and looked at Yu Yurou: "Well, I know, little fairy."

"So, do I need to make a fortune?" Song Shuhang shook his two boxes: "Only these two things, how can I spread?"

"My agreement with Xiaoyao is to use one-quarter to one-fifth of the scattered. You can do it yourself." The teenager wiped his tears and was very unwilling.

"Is there a prescription for the object of loose money? Must it be in the throne of the throne?" asked Song Shuhang.

The teenager waved his hand lazily: "For the first time, feel free to do it yourself."

"It turns out that, if this is the case." Song Shuhang reached out in the void, and the fairy and the Chu Chu were transferred from space.

"Master, what is it that calls me?" Chu Chu looked at Song Shuhang and asked.

The fairy did not move. She had no power to shut down last time, and she has not started up until now.

"Well, today, Master is going to give you a gift, it is a loose money!" Song Shuhang first opened the box of the 'kitchen', and took out the white ‘cooking heart’ and handed it to Chu Chu.

The place is set by itself, the way of selling money is arbitrary, and the objects of the wealth are also free - then I can give money to my disciples.

Chu Chu took the white kitchen heart: "What is this?"

"This is a symbol of the outstanding fairy chef - the heart of the kitchen. It is similar to the sword of the sword repair. With it, you can go farther on the fairy kitchen." Song Shuhang is a serious man.

After he finished speaking, he remembered another thing and turned to look at the teenager: "Predecessors, how do you use this kitchen?"

"I am not happy, my heart is tired, I don't want to say it." The teenager sat back in his chair, holding a teacup and holding a fairy tea.

Song Shuhang: "..."

Seniors, you are a big predecessor, what kind of temper is like a child?

Thinking about it, the big-eyed servant cast by the diamond floated again. There are several cups of fairy tea in his hand, and they have a cup for each of Chuchu, Lilian, Chenghua, and Gongde.

Also gave Song Shuhang a cup.

Black skin feather soft son is a state of mind, no drinking tea this function ... 傀儡 fairy with the same.

"This tea is a good tea. After you finish drinking, you can immediately enter the state of cultivation and absorb its effects." Song Shuhang reminded that the Chuchu is almost the time to advance, and this cup of fairy tea can give a helping hand.

Chu Chu holding a teacup, nodded slightly.

Just smelling the tea, she knows the preciousness of this fairy tea. Its preciousness can already be described by ‘仙缘’. She is now more and more aware that having a good master is too important.

"Right." Song Shuhang looked at the diamond eyeball again: "Can this tea of ​​the fairy tea let me take some away? Share it with my friends, let them also see the power of the predecessor's homemade tea, let them open Open your eyes."

For the first time, he thought of sharing the fairy tea with the predecessors of the 'Jiuzhou No.1 Group'.

However, as soon as the words were spoken, Song Shuhang immediately noticed that he had lost his word.

This disease is straightforward, and sometimes it will happen if you don't pay attention. This predecessor is not a white predecessor two, and he just got to know, he would be cheeky to ask for tea? I must have burned the roots of the brain.

"Sorry, I took back the words. I just had a wrong state. The seniors should ignore my request." Song Shuhang quickly said.

"Oh, do you want tea? It seems that you still have a taste of it. I know that my homemade tea is so powerful. Happy little friends don't have the ability to taste tea. Every time he invites him to drink tea, he is a cow." Turning around, the corner of the mouth rose: "The number of fairy teas made this time is a bit more, I will give you twenty pounds."

Song Shuhang blinked his eyes and immediately changed his mind: "Thank you for your predecessors!"

I am so naive, using the mortal model to set the way of thinking of this big predecessor.

The teenager made a snap, and the diamond eyeballs were brought to Song Shuhang with a bag of more than 20 kilograms of fairy tea.

On one side, I was stunned.

She doesn't know how to describe her inner heart.

More than 20 kilograms of fairy tea!

More than 20 kilograms of fairy tales!

My master, really strong and invincible?

To be honest, she really can't understand the mode of getting along with Master and everyone.

"In addition, about the kitchen heart, you only need to hold it, just press it to the chest. It's very simple." The teenager smiled.

Song Shuhang looked at the white kitchen heart and looked at his disciple's chest that was gradually recovering. This kind of thing is still the disciple's own coming. He is a master who can do nothing.

"However, when accepting the heart of the kitchen, be prepared mentally. The kitchen heart and the sword are the same type of conceptual items. If your mental strength and heart can't stand the 'kitchen', you might be kitchend. The heart is back. Don't say I didn't remind you." The younger senior reminded.

“Thank you for reminding the seniors.” Chu Chu carefully took the white kitchen heart up, and she was prepared to wait until she had passed through the robbery before accepting this kitchen heart.

"Then, this core will give the fairy." Song Shuhang reached out and put the core to the side of the fairy.

Without the manual installation of Song Shuhang, the body of the fairy can independently capture the core and install it to the core position.

With a pleasing boot music, the fairy is re-booted.

"Fairy, how? Is the new core adapted?" asked Song Shuhang.

The fairy fairy got up and sat down on the chair. She crossed her hands on her chin and looked majestic: "Give me some time, I can adapt to this new core slowly."

"It can be used." Song Shudao.

Then he grabbed the black 'kitchen': "The last one, leave it to myself, so that's fine!"

"With yours, but the next formal gamble, the wealth must be through the throne of the throne." The young man holding a teacup, slowly.

Song Shuhang nodded: "No problem."

Perhaps... the scatter ceremony and the throne of the thrift should be part of a plan for the predecessors.

"In the end, this kitchen, what do you want to deal with?" asked the young boy.

Song Shuhang grabbed the kitchen heart box: "Is this something worthwhile? If it is replaced by Lingshi..."

juvenile:"……"

"Cough!" Song Shuhang changed his mind: "Can I use it myself?"

"Do you want to be a chef?" asked the boy.

"I didn't think about it, but... Since it is a material matter with the ‘sword meaning’, it may make me touch the analogy? The kitchen heart and the knife will not conflict?” Song Shudao.

The second stage of his knife is about to take shape. So he is thinking, can you get some inspiration from the 'kitchen'?

"There is no conflict." The boy is sure.

After thinking for a while, Song Shuhang decided: "Then I will try."

He grabbed the black kitchen heart and pressed it to his chest.

After pressing it, he suddenly thought of one thing.

I just forgot to give the ‘Cook of the Heart’ to the identification of the secret law... At least I know who the owner is, maybe I can get more information.