Xuanniao is a little panicked now.

As a great monster who has been worshipped by generations of monarchs, standing on Xie Wuyan's shoulders, watching countless demons bow to Chen Chen and fighting with thousands of monks in blood, logic is that it has never seen any big scenes.

So when Shen Wanqing said she wanted to stew it, Xuanniao scoffed at it.

How could a mere human being dare to be so arrogant? I am a dignified bird!

Until Chen Wanqing really brought it to the kitchen, borrowed a pot from the chef, and started boiling water and adding firewood in a good manner, and even cut white radish as ingredients.

The black bird tied to the mouth: "Gugu!!"

The chef beside him looked happily: "This pigeon is quite lively."

Xuanniao: Very disrespectful! Who is the pigeon? I am a sacred bird! God! Bird!

"Give you a choice." Chen Wanqing held the spatula and looked at it, "Do you want to add onions?"

Xuanniao: "?"

Finally, Xuanniao, who had faced countless scenes of life and death, felt fear for the first time in front of this woman who looked extremely weak.

No, its dignified sacred bird cannot die here.

So while she turned around, Xuanniao secretly tried to break free from the constraints on her body.

However, when it attacked Chen Wanqing, all the spiritual power that had accumulated was dispersed by the magic weapon. It condensed all the strength on its body to barely pull the knot tied to its wings.

The knot on the foot had not been untied, so it could only flap its wings and run around.

Cracking and clanging.

It hit the bottles and jars in the kitchen.

Seeing this, Chen Wanqing had no choice but to put down the kitchen knife in his hand and swung his sleeves to catch it.

So one person and one bird joined forces and almost blew the kitchen.

Seeing that the situation was wrong, the chef broke out in cold sweat. In order to save his kitchen, he quietly slipped away to complain to Feng Yao.

When Feng Yaoqing and Ji Feichen arrived, Chen Wanqing just caught Xuanniao, and his body was covered with colorful seasonings.

But the kitchen was already in a mess, and even the ceiling was falling down.

Ji Feichen frowned: "Wangqing, you are..."

"Ah... I caught a pigeon." Chen Wanqing was stunned, and quickly put the hand holding Xuanniao behind her, explaining, "I want to make soup for Sister Feng."

Xuanniao was so angry that he began to flap his wings again.

You are the pigeon! Your whole family is a pigeon!

Feng Yaoqing seemed to be stunned for a moment. She glanced at the chef next to her and handed over a questioning look.

The chef touched his head and said, "That's true. Miss Chen came to me to borrow a pot and said she wanted to make soup for Miss Feng. Seeing that she was sincere, I asked her to use it. But I didn't expect-"

Unexpectedly, I almost burned the kitchen.

Ji Feichen frowned and was about to say something, but Feng Yaoqing raised his hand to stop him.

"Make a soup?" she repeated tentatively.

Chen Wanqing nodded, and sniffed in grievance, expressing sincerity: "Because Sister Feng has worked too much to take care of me during this period."

Feng Yaoqing walked to Chen Wanqing and stared at her for a while.

Chen Wanqing's eyes didn't dodge at all.

After a long time, Feng Yao drooped his eyes, thought for a while, and his tone became softer: "Since that's the case, I'll help you."

Xuanniao's eyes widened in horror.

It must escape from this place!

After saying that, it raised its mouth and pecked at Chenlingqing's index finger.

Chen Wanqing frowned and subconsciously let go.

The black bird flapped its wings and bumped it out.

The kitchen door is getting closer and closer to it, and I am about to leave the room and gain the long-lost freedom.

And at this moment, it suddenly hit a man's shoulder, making him dizzy.

It's finished.

The mysterious bird's heart is as dead as ashes.

It seems that its great divine bird is about to die in the hands of this poisonous woman today.

"What's wrong?"

And at this moment, a familiar male voice suddenly rang out.

Xuanniao raised her head in surprise, almost burst into tears.

Your Highness! It’s Your Highness!

Saved!

Xie Wuyan lowered his eyes and glanced at the particularly embarrassed little pet, paused for a moment. Then he stretched out his hand and calmly grabbed its wings, walked into the kitchen, looked at Chen Wanqing, and smiled and said, "Miss Chen?"

Chen Wanqing turned her head guiltily, looking like you don’t ask me, I don’t know what it has to do with me.

Then Feng Yaoqing kindly explained to her: "It turned out to be Mr. Xie. It's nothing. This is the pigeon caught by Miss Chen. She said she was preparing to stew the soup, but she didn't expect it to be a little more disturbing."

"Oh?" Xie Wuyan glanced at the little beast on his hand, bent his lips, walked to Chen Wanqing, and reached out to hand it over, "Since that's the case, Miss Chen will take it."

Chen Wanqing: "..."

This is a threat.

This is definitely a threat.

Who dares to eat his pet in front of his owner?

The black bird was as if it was severely injured, crying and choking, flapping its wings in the direction of Xie Wuyan. Even if it was tied to its mouth and could not speak, it could vaguely feel its grief.

It tried to use its little eyes to make Xie Wuyan feel his intense emotions.

Your Highness, don’t you remember me? Back then, I was a treasure pet who was standing by your side in the battlefields, and I was tempted by the world. Although you were fighting and mocking me most of the time, the deep feelings between us were still indelible!

Feng Yaoqing took a look, exclaimed lightly, and then sighed: "It seems that this bird is particularly close to Mr. Xie."

When the Xuanniao heard this, the chicken immediately nodded like a rice pecking at him.

Seeing this, Ji Feichen shook his head, raised his hand and patted Chen Wanqing's shoulder, and advised: "All things have spirits. Since this pigeon is so spiritual, it is not easy to hurt its life anymore."

The black bird's head was happier.

In the face of life and death, just doves.

The owner of the pet is here, and the two protagonists are pleading for it. Chen Wanqing will not continue to seek death in front of these people.

She gritted her teeth and nodded, "Since that's the case, let's release it?"

"No need." Xie Wuyan laughed, let go of his hand, raised his finger and stroked the void, unblocking its feet.

Xuanniao immediately stumbled at him and stood on his shoulder.

"It seems that it has a fate with me." Xie Wuyan looked at Chen Wanqing, and his eyes were filled with a deeper smile, "Does Miss Chen mind I keep it by my side?"

Chen Wanqing: "…I don't mind."

Xuanniao, standing on Xie Wuyan's shoulder, looked quite arrogant and even raised his little head, looking at Chen Wanqing's eyes full of contempt, and he looked like you were dead.

Chen Wan regrets the past.

If she had known this, she would have chosen to throw it directly into the firewood pile and bake it, because it would be faster.

Regarding the matter of going down the mountain to catch monsters, Ji Feichen called out Xie Wuyan, as if he was preparing to discuss it carefully.

The two left side by side, but Feng Yaoqing was not in a hurry to leave. She looked at Chen Wanqing, who was depressed beside her, and then looked back at the side dishes cut beside the chopping board, as if she was thinking.

"Miss Chen." Finally, Feng Yaoqing spoke. She pursed her lips and paused for a long time before she said two words softly, "Thank you."

After saying that, he turned around and left.

[Female matching system:

Congratulations to the host for completing the hidden task and ease of relationship with Fengyao.]

Chen Wanqing was a little stunned, and looked at Feng Yaoqing's back as he left, and chuckled softly.

Although Feng Yaoqing looks cold, she is actually a person with a soft heart. Yimeng Qihua once described her like this, "no matter how many times she has been deceived, she will still have good intentions for everything." She is a demon-removing person with a compassionate heart in the true sense.

It is precisely because of this that I am hurt again and again in the original work.

Although I failed to get rid of Xuanniao this time, fortunately, my relationship with Feng Yao also successfully broke the ice by accident.

Not a loss.

*

At night.
To be continued...