I don’t need much rice noodles, and I will make other food later.

So speak directly.

"We don't need too much. You can follow your plan. If you plant it, you can exchange it with us. If we need other things, we can exchange it with you later."

With that, Chu Ci took this guy who seemed to be quite bad at communicating with others and left.

Leaving Fei saw Lan a group of people looking at each other over there.

"Really a good person..."

"I also feel that I was ashamed that I rejected foreigners coming into our city before."

"Okay, okay, I've heard it all, now hurry up and take action, take care of these monsters, don't make trouble, you know?"

Fei Jianlan spoke quickly and pointed at the pile of monsters to the crowd.

For the first time, everyone in Sunset City is so motivated.

Replied repeatedly.

On the other side, Chu Ci, who returned to her small shop, looked at what was left of her.

Rice noodle meat, and some seasonings that can be used for barbecue or soup when going out to fight warcraft.

Various things on this plane are really monotonous.

Especially in eating.

It's simply not to the extreme.

How convenient is it?

The slightly more complicated forms are also used to worship gods.

It doesn't seem to taste very good either.

This is very distressing.

Chu Ci was lying on the table, her little white hand dragging her cheek.

Blinking and sighing.

A pair of big turquoise eyes shone with light.

I don't know what I was thinking.

Having successfully forgotten what he planned to do when he went out today, Jiang Misen was handling the meat he brought back.

Separate the meat from the bones.

Hearing the sigh, I raised my head and glanced at the little girl who basically didn't get any hands on over there.

Tsed softly.

I always feel a bad premonition, and I don't know what work the little girl is thinking of for him.

But the other person is too delicate and beautiful.

When I went out this morning, there were not many people in Sunset City.

So the uproar caused is not too big.

When he went to give Fei Jianlan the potion, he still considered this a little bit. Both of them put on hoods.

At the moment, the hooded cloak was thrown aside by the little girl.

The soft face is white and delicate.

Even with a sigh, the light flowing between the eyebrows can easily make people sway.

And it's almost winter.

The temperature has already dropped.

The other party seemed to be unconscious, still wearing a skirt.

It looks thin.

It is a bit worrying.

It was the first time that Jiang Misen felt this emotion and let go of his life.

Jiang Misen, the great magician who used to be aloof, and the migrant worker in Chuci's shop today, did not feel that there was anything wrong with him.

"What's wrong with you?"

Didn't everything follow you?

Why are you still holding a small face and pretending to be gloomy?

The voice was a bit grumpy and awkward.

"Thinking about what else to eat makes me very distressed."

The little girl's soft voice rang.

It seems to be in a deep entanglement.

I don't know where the other party came from so many ways to eat.

Jiang Misen raised his brows, "Think slowly if you don't think of it..."

"Do you think you should make the sweet first or the salty first?"

Then the little girl's tangled voice rang again.