In the dilapidated small kitchen, pots and pans are readily available.
The handsome man in black skillfully scrapes the scales of the fish.
I don't know if the kitchen knife is too blunt or the fish is too slippery, and the scales just don't fall off.
With a wave of the sleeves of the black robe, a cold light flashed by the stove, and Daoshang Song pulled out the snow-flicking sword.
"Ra ra ra -"
The sharp sword body rubbed past the fish.
Transparent fish scales jumped around.
He finally showed a satisfied face.
Scrape fish scales with snow! Easy to use!
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Daoist Song was cooking braised fish in the kitchen, and Sister Turtle was sitting in the room, waiting bored.
xuantuluI'm so hungry, I really want to eat, table and chair are fine.
Daoist Priest Xiao Xingchen is concentrating on delivering spiritual power to A Jing.
On the bed, A Jing's body temperature gradually rose, and her pale face slowly rosy.
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It was still a white snow outside.
weiyingIt's getting dark, I'll fix it here for a night before leaving.
weiyingEach of you find some good houses to live in, and remember, don't stay too far away.
lanjingyiStill here, I don't want to be here at all.
So many people died in this city, it's creepy to think about.
weiyingOkay, you go out now, the backer of Yicheng, and see if you will be carried away by the monsters.
lanjingyiIsn't this still Hanguang Jun, Hanguang Lu is so powerful that he won't let us be carried away by monsters.
A stern face.
weiyingHanguang-kun, I'm so busy, I don't have time to care about you.
Wei Ying found a sturdy house and walked in with Xiaoyu, and Lan Zhan also stepped in.
Although Jingyi was reluctant, her body was honest.
He still followed the big guy to find a house.
lanjingyiSi Chui, let's have a room.
lansizhuiThat would be fine.
lansizhuiI just don't know if there is a kitchen nearby, can I cook some rice porridge for the child.
Xue Yang, who was in Si Zhui's arms, was already asleep.
His clean white face was buried in the black Taoist robe, and his breathing was shallow.
lanjingyiIsn't it the kitchen, I'll find it for you.
jinlingThere is a kitchen here.
Holding the sword, Jin Ling leaned against the door of a broken house and looked at Si Zhui.
jinlingThere is rice and firewood in it.
Jin Ling added a heartwarming condition.
lanjingyiThat's great, you get out of the way.
Jing Yi gently pushed Jin Ling, but Jin Ling stood still.
lanjingyiWhat are you doing?
jinlingYou can go in if you want, give me that kid.
lanjingyiI'll go, are you still here?
lanjingyiYou don't even think about what you did last time.
lansizhuiYoung Master Jin, the child is still young and cannot be frightened.
It turned out that Jin Ling was arguing about holding the child last time, and Si Zhui agreed to him in desperation.
But Jin Ling wouldn't hug him, and the child would cry as soon as he got into his hands.
Jin Ling was very unconvinced by this. He felt that it was impossible for him not to learn something as simple as holding a child.
And he just wanted to prove himself, and when he proved himself, he would not touch the child, which would damage his prestige.
jinlingHow to speak. I just hugged him, how could I startle him.
lanjingyiThe child is very frightened when he sees you, how can he let you hug him?
Jing Yi's complaining sound was just enough for Jin Ling to hear every word.
jinlingYou are scary looking!
Jin Ling's face was full of anger, and he held the hilt of Suihua's sword. As soon as the sword showed a sharp edge, he heard Si Zhui's gentle voice.
lansizhuiIf Jin Gongzi really wanted to hug the child, it was okay.
lansizhuiIt's just that you need to learn how to hold him.
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Damage, the Yicheng chapter should be over, and it is time to let the little fish come out.
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Thanks for the tips and members.
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