Male God Please Lie Down

At this point, Ning Qingming knew what it meant to be abundance of spiritual energy.

After practicing for many days, Qingfeng would call out every day to make her a salt-baked chicken.

Ning Qingming is also used to it, but he doesn't know why he really likes this.

Until one day, Ning Qingming was cultivating in the room, as if she could feel it, she opened her eyes quickly.

Get out of bed and open the door!

She saw Dongli standing in front of him.

"I'm back!"

He said.

"Well, you are back."

Ning Qingming looked at him, the corners of his mouth slightly twitched.

"What happened to you before?"

She asked.

"Before? Using the Holy Spirit Fruit, for me, there was only a moment of stagnation. When the Holy Spirit Fruit was absorbed, I was automatically ejected."

Dongli spoke to her softly.

"Ok."

Ning Qingming nodded slightly.

"Let's go out for a walk, there is a special beauty of a hill here!"

Dongli took her hand and walked outside together.

Ning Qingming followed her to the top of the mountain.

It's really beautiful, everything around is smoky.

The two stood without talking. For a long time, he said, "I have to go out for a few days."

"Where to go?"

Ning Qingming asked.

"Master Yuanying is in the end, but the birthday is here. I want to find a herbal medicine. Fortunately, the Holy Spirit Fruit has been refined. With my current cultivation base, I can go to that place."

Dongli explained to her.

"good!"

Ning Qingming nodded, he said this, that place must be a place he couldn't go to.

"Cultivate yourself first, and when I come back next time, I'm taking you on a treasure hunt."

Dongli looked at her and smiled.

"OK!"

Ning Qingming also laughed, but she likes to go hunting treasures with him most.

As long as you keep following it, all kinds of good things will be gathered in your own hands.

"I heard that you have to make a salt-baked chicken for the master every day!?"

Dongli asked.

"Well, I don't know why the master likes salted chicken so much?"

There are thousands of ways to cook chicken, but he only prefers this salt-baked chicken.

"Because salt-baked chicken is the only flavor he remembers."

Dongli said slowly.

"Oh!"

Ning Qingming responded.

She didn't ask carefully, she almost knew it, and it must have been cooked by a very important person before.

People are like this, and they will remember the more important flavors in life.

"Today, can I also eat that delicious salt-baked chicken?"

Dongli asked, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

"Yes!" Ning Qingming nodded, then looked at him again, "Go catch the chicken!"

The spirit chickens on this mountain are very spiritual, and every time she goes to catch it, it is very difficult.

"Okay, I'll catch it!"

With that, Dongli walked down the top of the mountain, and the two went hand in hand to catch the chicken.

Ning Qingming looked at Dongli and saw that there was nothing wrong with him. The two chickens stayed by his side obediently, and he didn't need to do it himself.

"..."

Seeing this scene, Ning Qingming was completely dumbfounded.

This matter is really more irritating than people.

"Let's go, go back!"

Dongli looked at Ning Qingming's angrily, stretched out his hand, and lightly nodded on her nose.