I'm Really Not A Hidden World Expert

"Mr. Ji, the black-bone chicken has hard work without credit, so spare his life, but it can't be killed in vain."

Ginseng King was frightened, feeling like a rabbit died and a fox was sad, so he hurriedly interceded for Tianpeng,

In the past, Ji Mo also said that he wanted to eat them all day long, but he always just talked about it but didn't do it. He didn't expect that he would actually do it today.

"Ah, this is the black-bone chicken at home. How did it become like this? The Zhan family is too hateful, and they must pay for it."

Ji Mo was furious, this is a chicken that can take care of the house and can lay more than a dozen eggs a day, it's just how it is being pushed into this by the Zhan family.

He hurriedly fished Tianpeng out of the pot, and then he thought something was wrong, Ah Li was taken away, it was because the black-bone chicken and ginseng didn't take good care of the child.

"You're right, it really can't be cut in vain."

Ji Mo pinched Own's chin and thought for a while, "Bai Zhan is not nutritious, you still have to stew black-bone chicken and ginseng soup to nourish it, and little Ali is skinny, so I need to make up for it."

Saying that, he threw Tianpeng into the pot again, picked up the ginseng king at the same time, stuffed them into the pot, and covered the pot.

The ginseng king was stunned. He didn't expect that the pleading would involve himself in it. If he knew it earlier, he shouldn't talk too much.

Fan Jingxing and others wanted to intercede, but Ji Mo flatly refused, "I can't even look down on a child, so what's the use of keeping it."

How did these two dogs guarantee that they would take good care of Ali, and what happened?

If it hadn't just happened to meet a pig with a spiritual head, I don't know if I can get Ali back.

Ye Yao's pretty face was pale, and her eyelids were twitching. Ji Mo is such a cruel liar!

Although these two followers made a mistake, they are not guilty of death, but Ji Mo is too cold-blooded to boil and eat them in public.

These followers had suffered eight lifetimes of blood misfortune to meet such a cruel master.

You must not let Ali stay by his side, although he is really good to Ali, but he is so cruel and cold-blooded that he will teach the children badly.

The thought of taking Ali away came to Ye Yao's mind again, and she always felt that Ji Mo was unreliable.

Zhan Zhiming, who was tied up not far away by Wuhuada, watched Ji Mo's every move with a face full of disdain, treating his subordinates like this, showing no kindness, how can he convince the crowd, sooner or later the crowd will betray their relatives.

At first, I thought that Ji Mo was some kind of big shot, but it turned out to be nothing more than a bag of straw.

He was dissatisfied with being defeated by such a person.

Fan Jingxing took out the treasure that Zhan Zhiming had snatched from A Li, and returned it to A Li.

A Li tied up her hair, put on her headband and bracelet, put it back on her little jacket, and regained her little fairy appearance.

This experience has made her mentality mature a lot, and she is more like a little adult.

Ye Yao looked at the disgraced Zhan Zhiming from time to time, and found that the other party's eyes were still full of tenderness when he looked at Own, and his mood was extremely complicated.

"Let me introduce to you, this is the new member of the family, Canopy."

Ji Mo introduced the pig demon to everyone, and at the same time praised him a lot, bluntly saying that the canopy contributed a lot to saving Ah Li.

"Canopy?"

When Tianpeng heard it, he thought he had the same name as himself, and all thoughts were lost in his heart.

The master really intends to eat himself, otherwise why would he find another "Tianpeng".

Tianpeng looked hopeless, and screamed "clack", like a cuckoo weeping blood, which was indescribably desolate.

The pig demon Tianpeng was terrified when he heard this, and secretly made up his mind that he must do his errands well in the future and must not make mistakes, otherwise it might become a feast of pigs.

The ancient soul-eating toad hiding in the distance was so frightened that he broke out in cold sweat. Fortunately, he ran fast, otherwise he must have been stewed in a pot.

"Tianpeng, are you feeling better?"

Ginseng King soaked in hot water, stretched his body comfortably, and poked Tianpeng's black and oily belly with his fingers.

"Okay? We're all going to be boiled and eaten, is it okay?"

Tianpeng's face was ashen, and he sighed.

Ginseng King smiled and said, "If you soak with me, you won't die. You are still young, and you can't understand Mr. Ji's good intentions."

Tianpeng looked bewildered. Could it be that there is some devious way out of it?

But he did feel that the wounds on his body were healing quickly, and even the feathers began to grow back.

Could it be that the master didn't want to eat himself, but healed himself?

"We did make mistakes. If we don't pretend to teach us a lesson, how can we convince others..." Ginseng King analyzed.

"That's right, it must be soy sauce. Let me just say, how could the master be willing to eat me. No, do you think the water is a little hot?"

Although Tianpeng felt that Ginseng King's analysis was very reasonable, he always felt that something was wrong. The water temperature was rising rapidly, which seemed to be the rhythm of a fierce stew.

"Hot? You Tianpeng is also a descendant of Phoenix. You have the ability to control flames, but you are afraid of being hot... Oh my god, it's really hot!"

Ginseng King wanted to make fun of Tianpeng, but suddenly he yelled, his body was red and boiled like a radish.

From the boiling iron pot, the strong aroma of medicine rises to the sky and fills the air.

"What kind of smell is this, it smells so good!"

"Take a sip, and I feel like I'm in heaven. Ah, the injuries on my body are all healed."

"Wow, the Spirit Power in my body is soaring...I seem to be breaking through!"

The surrounding group of Duan family disciples who followed Fan Jingxing to crusade against the Zhan family smelled this fragrance and screamed with excitement.

The wounds he had suffered in the previous battle were quickly healing.

And a Cultivation Base is also improving at a terrifying speed.

Even some cultivators who have been troubled by the bottleneck for many years actually feel that their practice is unimpeded, and they directly break the mirror.

Fan Jingxing and others were also intoxicated by this medicinal fragrance.

Now I understand that the purpose of Ji Mo cooking ginseng king is to give them good fortune.

"Thank you Mr. Ji for your gift!"

All the children of the Duan family looked at Ji Mo with gratitude.

When they came to attack the Zhanjia this time, they were determined to die in battle. They never thought that not only would their lives not be in danger, but it would be of great benefit, and their Cultivation Base skyrocketed.

"There is something surnamed Ji that has won the hearts of the Duan family with ease." Zhan Zhiming had to admit that Ji Mo was indeed a little stronger than himself.

And at this moment, the lid of the pot was lifted suddenly.

Tianpeng and Ginseng King couldn't take it anymore, they jumped out of the pot because of the scalding.

Tianpeng's injuries had already healed, and he was so moved that he lay down in front of Ji Mo, kowtowing non-stop.

Ginseng King also hugged Ji Mo's trousers, his face full of respect.

After such cooking, its body has transformed, its face has become more childish, and its appearance is almost like that of a baby.

The wish to become a ginseng baby was realized in this way. Although a lot of ginseng juice was lost, it was worth it. The ginseng king was very happy.

"I already know that Mr. Ji is cold on the outside and hot on the inside, and he is not a heartless person."

Huineng's eyes were flushed, originally he thought that Ji Mo was treating Tianpeng and Ginseng King ruthlessly, so he couldn't help but feel a little uncomfortable.

Now I realize that Ji Mo was wrongly blamed.

"Mr. Ji!"

Everyone bowed to Jim Mo sincerely and enthusiastically.

Jim Mo was confused, what the hell was going on, and he didn't do anything.

"High, it's really high. Playing with people's hearts to do whatever you want, showing grace and power with great proficiency, no wonder these people are so devoted to him, it really is unfathomable. The emperor's art, I am not as good as him."

Zhan Zhiming felt ashamed, feeling that compared to Ji Mo, he was nothing.