"pot?"
Seeing the speechless expression on the face of the dragon-scaled viper king standing erect in front of her, the girl was slightly stunned and couldn't help but ask: "What do you want the pot for?"
"It must be useful if I ask for a pot. I can smell the oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar and tea. I think the beauty must have a pot."
Long Chen spit out the snake letter, looked at the other party, and said with a grin: "Beauty, I don't mean any harm, let's put down the weapon first, okay?"
Facing such a humane demonic snake, the pink-haired girl suddenly felt a little confused.
A dragon-scaled viper king, with a small snow-white beast, and a colorful butterfly behind him. Not only did he come up and shout to kill her, but he asked her for a pot?
"We have the pot, and we will give you whatever you want, as long as you don't hurt the lady!"
I saw the white-haired old man dragging Shouchang's body, then took out a large pot from an overturned wooden cart, and immediately threw it to Long Chen.
"Thanks!"
Seeing the pot coming, Long Chen shrunk his body several times, then winked at the pink-haired girl with snake eyes, and finally gave her a handsome turn and carried the pot to another place.
"Miss, are you okay?"
The white-haired old man moved over to the pink-haired girl, and slowly pulled her up regardless of her injuries.
The girl looked at the obvious wounds on the old man's waist and exclaimed: "Grandpa Lu, sit down quickly, Wang Xiaoer, bring the healing medicine!"
"If the others are still alive, turn the car over and guard the surroundings!"
"Yes, miss!"
However, the thin man who was previously named Wang Xiaoer ran over in panic and said anxiously: "Miss, something is not right. The convoy was overturned by those albino love apes earlier, and all the healing elixirs were destroyed."
Hearing the sound, the pink-haired girl was about to say something, but an injury seemed to be affecting her lower abdomen, causing her to frown.
The white-haired old man saw the situation and hurriedly supported the former. With a pale old face, he said nonchalantly: "Don't worry, miss. My body is very strong. I won't be hurt by any minor injuries."
"It's only a small injury, but it's already bleeding so much!" The pink-haired girl looked at the ferocious claw marks on the opponent's waist, her flesh and blood turning over, her pretty face eager.
It seemed that this white-haired old man was a very important person to her.
The next moment, the pink-haired girl bit her thin lips tightly, and immediately helped the white-haired old man to sit safely in front of the tree pole. Her small hands were clasped, holding the long mace of the mysterious soul weapon in her hand.
"You all stay here to protect Grandpa Lu, while I go find some spiritual herbs to treat the injury."
Hearing the sound, the white-haired old man was startled and said quickly: "Miss, no, your level of profound energy has not been restored yet. There are no weak monsters here. I can't let you take risks."
"But..." The girl clenched her mace, eagerly.
"Good boy, if you still recognize Grandpa Lu, promise him not to go!"
The girl struggled for several seconds, holding the long mace of the mysterious soul weapon tightly in her little hands, and finally ran quickly to the side of the convoy to see if she could find the remaining medicine.
At this moment, the white-haired old man, whose face was extremely pale, leaned against the tree pole, looking at the busy pink-haired figure with joy. He was in a very depressed state due to excessive bleeding.
Zhiba... Zhiba...
After a while, Long Chen finally borrowed a large pot and quickly boiled water and poured oil.
"Oh, that pot was so useless before that I burned it through. Please wait for me, little one. The food will be ready soon!"
The busy Long Chen did not forget to communicate with the snow beast on his head before preparing the final dish.
On the other hand, the Snow Divine Beast, who was feeling a little off, was holding his chin with one paw at the moment, his small face was calm and natural, and his silver eyes were flashing with an intriguing color.
Long Chen worked so hard, and the snow beast above his head looked jealous. This had to be followed two days ago.
Long Chen, who originally said goodbye to Qing Yue, was kissed hard by the latter, and the mark was naturally left on his face, but Long Chen didn't care about it.
On the other hand, the Snow Divine Beast, who was paying attention to details, suddenly saw this obvious kiss mark, and his face immediately became a little unhappy.
In the past two days, apart from traveling over mountains and ridges to kill monsters and gain experience, Long Chen didn't know what happened to the little ancestor, but he was helpless and took advantage of the opportunity to cook two special dishes to coax him.
After all, Long Chen still takes the plan to cultivate the mythical beast very seriously. He has the support of the entire snow beast clan, and he may be able to use it in the future.
Seeing that there was always something wrong with the atmosphere, Nylon Butterfly on the side did not dare to compare. It held a piece of fruit and looked towards the motorcade, and couldn't help but interject.
"Brother Long, the humans over there seem to be seriously injured. Do you want me to go and treat them?"
Long Chen, who was busy, paused for a moment, looked at the big iron pot in front of him, nodded slightly, and said: "If someone borrows our pot, you should reciprocate as a courtesy. Go ahead and pay attention to safety."
In fact, he didn't want to meddle in unnecessary matters, but logically speaking, he couldn't take this pot for free, so he simply regarded it as a repayment of love.
"Okay Brother Long!"
call out!
I saw the nylon butterfly streaking across a streak of colorful light and quickly arriving at the old man's side.
"You...what are you going to do?"
Several other convoy attendants around him suddenly became nervous. The thin man named Wang Xiaoer before was holding his weapon with trembling hands and his face was full of nervousness.
call out!
The pink-haired girl whose mysterious power was temporarily blocked heard the commotion coming from the old man's side, her pretty face changed slightly, and she immediately came back with a long mace in hand.
"We have already given you the pot you asked for." The girl said with a cold expression on her pretty face.
Nylon Butterfly looked familiar, waved his paws, and said casually: "Relax, Brother Long asked me to heal your injuries. If anyone is injured, please stay still."
As soon as they heard the word "healing", whether it was the girl, the pale old man, or even the other people accompanying the convoy, they were all confused.
Monsters heal humans?
Although this kind of thing is not unheard of, but in the current situation, no one even knows each other's names, this monster wants to heal them?
The girl, who was anxious about the old man's injury, put down her long mace, looked at Nylon Butterfly with some hope, and couldn't help but ask: "Are you really... going to heal us?"
The nylon butterfly flying in the air was holding a pair of small paws, looking very proud, and nodded: "Brother Long said that this pot is not in vain, so he sent me to treat everyone."
"Sister, a friendly reminder, the old man has lost a lot of blood. If we delay any longer, I'm afraid he will burp."
Hearing the sound, the girl reacted and quickly stepped aside, saying eagerly: "As long as you can save me, Grandpa Lu, I can do anything you ask me to do."
"I'm not interested in human girls, just don't disturb me." Nylon Butterfly quickly came to the white-haired old man and felt his pulse first, looking very serious.
"Hey... tsk tsk, life is so tough. If it were any later, I'm afraid this old man would be dead."
The nylon butterfly couldn't help but clicked its lips, and immediately spread its butterfly wings. Colorful light marks emerged from the butterfly wings, followed a pair of small claws, and immediately fell on the white-haired old man.
"Old man, it seems that you have someone important in your heart, thanks to your obsession. Otherwise, you would have died long ago."
Nylon Butterfly transmitted the message to the white-haired old man.
Hearing the words coming from his mind, the white-haired old man was slightly startled. He glanced lovingly at the pretty and eager girl next to him, and nodded secretly without leaving any trace.
On this side, Nylon Butterfly is treating humans, but on the other side, Long Chen is not idle either.
As the fire started, pieces of minced meat were stir-fried to create a sweet flavor. Long Chen said while frying the meat, "Little one, the dishes will be out soon. I will give you a different dish this time."
On the other hand, the Snow Divine Beast, which was holding its chin above its head, nodded silently.
Suddenly, Long Chen stopped cooking and looked at his condiment bottle in astonishment, his eyes widening.
Is it such a coincidence?
There is no condiment left...
