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Chapter 116 I am not as good as him in the art of the emperor

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    "Mr. Ji, the black-bone chicken has hard work without merit. Let him spare his life, but he can't be killed for nothing."

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

    In the past, Jimo 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 really hateful, and they must pay for it."

    Jimo 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 like this by the exhibitor.

    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 killed in vain."

    Ji Mo pinched his 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. Little A Li is already skinny, so I need to make up for it."

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

    Ginseng King was stunned. He didn't expect to get himself involved in the intercession. If he knew it earlier, he shouldn't talk too much.

    Fan Jingxing and others wanted to intercede, but Ji Mo flatly refused: "I don'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 be 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 mistakes, but they are not guilty of death, it is too cold-blooded for Jimo to cook and eat them in public.

    These followers had suffered eight lifetimes of bad luck to meet such a cruel master.

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

    The thought of taking A Li away appeared in Ye Yao's heart 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. He treated his subordinates like this, with no kindness and no kindness. How could he convince the crowd?

    At first, I thought that Jimo was some kind of big shot, but it turned out that he was just a piece of shit.

    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 tie, put on her headband and bracelet, put it back on her little jacket, and regained her appearance as a little fairy.

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

    Ye Yao looked at the disheartened Zhan Zhiming from time to time, and found that the other person looked at her with tender eyes, and her mood was extremely complicated.

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

    Jimo 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 Ali.

    "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 made up his mind in his heart that he must do his errands well in the future and never 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?"

    King Ginseng 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?

    However, 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.

    the"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, are also a descendant of the 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 glowing red, and he was boiled like a radish.

    A strong medicinal fragrance rises from the boiling iron pot, filling the air.

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

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

    "Wow, the spiritual 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 suffered in the previous battle are rapidly healing.

    And his cultivation base is also improving at a terrifying speed.

    Even some monks who have been plagued by bottlenecks for many years feel that their practice is unimpeded, and they directly break the mirror.

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

    It is only now that I understand that Ji Mo's purpose of cooking ginseng king is to give them good luck.

    "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 Zhan family 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 had skyrocketed.

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

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

    Tianpeng and Ginseng King couldn't take it anymore, and 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 Jimo, kowtowing non-stop.

    Ginseng King also hugged Jimo'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 of becoming a ginseng baby was realized in this way. Although a lot of ginseng juice was lost, it was worth it. Ginseng King was very happy.

    "This old monk knows that Mr. Ji is cold on the outside and hot on the inside, and he is not a heartless person."

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

    Now I find that Jimo was wrong.

    "Mr. Ji!"

    All the people saluted Ji Mo sincerely, with fanaticism on their faces.

    Ji Mo was confused, what kind of trouble was this, and he didn't do anything.

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

    Zhan Zhiming felt ashamed, and felt that compared to Ji Mo, he was nothing.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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