Seeing this, Yinluo was still worried about her injury, but did not disturb her.
At this time, a gurgling sound was heard, and Yinluo discovered that the sound actually came from her and Mo Changsheng.
She hadn't eaten for many years, but now she felt hungry for the first time.
However, because his cultivation was restricted, he was unable to use his spiritual power to practice, and the Qiankun Ring could not be opened, and he did not have any Qigong pills on him.
As for cooking, I don’t know how to do it at all.
So she could only look at Di Yange expectantly.
After waiting for half a day, Di Yange finally stopped.
When she saw two pairs of expectant eyes, she knew it was time for her to perform at her best again.
So, under the leadership of Yinluo, a group of three came to the kitchen of Xinghai Holy Land.
Di Yange rolled up his sleeves and started working.
All she heard was the sound of tinkling and clanging, and after a while, Yinluo smelled an unpleasant odor.
After all, Yinluo has only been drinking spiritual water since she was a child, and she doesn't know the taste of food.
Maybe that's what it tastes like.
She pulled Mo Changsheng and took several steps back.
But after a while, an increasingly foul smell came over them.
The two of them looked a little unnatural in an instant.
They could only keep retreating until they reached the place where the battle had just taken place.
The monks were still lying down, and just when they felt hungry, a foul odor hit them.
"Could it be miasma?" All the monks' faces changed.
If it were usual, they could just seal their five senses, but now they can only endure it.
Someone couldn't help but vomit on the spot.
"It's poisonous. This miasma is poisonous. Run."
Only Xiao Jue smelled a familiar feeling from this scent.
"Brother, now is not the time to blame me. Let's run. There is miasma."
Xing Hen stood up and pulled Xiao Jue to run.
But Xiao Jue glared at him.
"Since you like helping her so much, you should eat more of the food she cooks."
"Cook...cook?"
Xinghen's face turned blue. No wonder it smelled familiar.
He remembered that the last time he ate it, the taste was not so strong.
"vomit……"
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