Feng Qingcheng is so wronged.
It really was forced into a contract by the spirit pets.
"Ah Cheng, can you share how you lured them?" Xiao Wangyou asked with a smile.
Feng Qingcheng said, "I already said, it was their initiative."
Xiao Wangyou sighed: "I pride myself on being fluent in animal language and being able to control them to some extent with my flute, so why can't I have such a good opportunity?"
Nanfeng: "Your character is terrible, unlike my Acheng, who is loved by everyone, admired by flowers, and adored by beasts."
Feng Qingcheng: "..."
Just as the group finished grilling the barbecue, seven big shots descended from the sky.
They snatched all of Nanfeng and the others' barbecue, except for Feng Qingcheng's.
"It smells so good."
"Ah Cheng, I didn't expect you to be such a good cook."
"I haven't had such delicious barbecue in many years."
"Is this the legendary barbecue made with Zuixianlou seasoning powder?"
Nanfeng was furious and wanted to rush up and argue with these big shots, but Jiang Yuebai pulled her aside.
"So what if you're a big shot? Does that give you the right to steal other people's food?" Nanfeng glared angrily.
Jiang Yuebai said, "Anyway, there's plenty of meat from magical beasts, we can just grill some more."
"Hmph, when we were fighting hard, they didn't come to our rescue, but now that we're eating, they're all here. They really know how to pick their time."
"Young man, stop complaining. Roast some more monster meat to offer as a tribute to us, or we'll kill you."
"Yes, we're doing you a favor by eating your grilled food."
south wind:"……"
Oh dear, what terrible things has he done?
He wanted to argue, but Xiao Wangyou and Jiang Yuebai quickly covered his mouth.
That kid has no sense of propriety; he'll never know how he'll die.
In reality, it's an honor for these nobodys to even meet these big shots, but this kid just doesn't understand social etiquette.
Feng Qingcheng was very displeased to see the group fighting over food like bandits: "If you want barbecue, go grill it yourselves. Why are you ordering my people around?"
The seven big shots who were biting into the roast chicken all stopped, unsure whether to swallow the meat in their mouths or spit it out.
Ah Cheng is angry.
what to do?
Long Moyuan frowned deeply.
What does "her person" mean?
Is Nanfeng considered one of her people?
Ah Cheng, you're so naughty.
I'll teach her a lesson tonight and show her who's truly hers.
Upon hearing this, Nanfeng was overjoyed: "Acheng, you're absolutely right! Waaah, you're so good to me, I'm so touched."
Seeing how smug this kid was, Long Moyuan had an urge to kill him and destroy the evidence.
"Yes, yes, Ah Cheng is right, self-reliance leads to abundance."
"I'll start the fire."
"I'll grill the meat."
"I'm here to add spices, but I don't have any from Zuixianlou. Ah Cheng, could you give me a packet?"
"Ah Cheng, please have mercy, just one pack?"
The seven bigwigs carefully tried to please her.
Feng Qingcheng took out several packets of seasoning from her spatial storage and gave them to them.
The group was overjoyed and showered her with compliments.
Feng Qingcheng couldn't be bothered to listen.
As the saying goes, "A weasel paying respects to a chicken is up to no good."
These guys don't look like good people at all.
Next, the big shots ate roasted chicken while making barbecue.
They are at the very top of the pyramid in Longtai, used to living a life where everything is done for them, so why would they need to do any work themselves?
As a result, the big shots all ended up looking disheveled and quite embarrassed.
Look at them, they're just not cut out for cooking.
A wise man keeps away from the kitchen.
The only woman among them was also in a terrible state!
The group looked at Feng Qingcheng pitifully, hoping to elicit her sympathy.
However, they were disappointed; Feng Qingcheng only had eyes for her husband.
Seeing this, Jiang Yuebai took the initiative to help them with the barbecue, and Xiao Wangyou joined him.
Nanfeng roasted it for himself.
Long Moyuan wasn't idle either; he wanted to roast some for Acheng.
Feng Qingcheng had experienced his cooking skills firsthand, and was so frightened that she stayed by his side to provide guidance throughout the entire process, sometimes even taking over his work.
The final scene was surprisingly harmonious.
The seven big shots chatted about all sorts of things. In all these years, in their search for the entrance to the Demon Realm, the senior and junior disciples had not been able to get together. They had been communicating with each other through voice transmission talismans.
Jiang Yuebai and Xiao Wangyou were busy serving several big shots, while Feng Qingcheng and her husband were grilling barbecue and showing off their love, making the single Nanfeng on the sidelines feel utterly miserable.
Nanfeng told himself, he wasn't angry, he wasn't angry, he really wasn't angry!
The world's perspective hasn't truly opened up yet. If he persists a little longer, Ah Cheng will eventually accept him.
Didn't Ah Cheng just say that he was her man?
Nanfeng has a strong ability to heal himself. Before long, he was humming a little tune. Every now and then, he would shamelessly go over and disturb the sweetness of the young couple, which made Long Moyuan so angry that he wanted to kick him home.
After eating and drinking their fill, the group naturally went to Ping'an Temple to visit Master Lingzhi.
Master Lingzhi was not only a skilled healer, but also a fortune teller.
Seven powerful figures wanted to have their fortunes told by the Master of Wisdom to see if they could find the entrance to the Demon Realm.
Several years ago, several bigwigs came to Master Lingzhi to explain their purpose, but Master Lingzhi shook his head at them and only said, "The time is not right."
They refused to believe in evil spirits and had been trying to find the entrance to the demon realm for many years, but all their efforts had been in vain.
The group returned at an inopportune time; Master Lingzhi had fallen asleep, and Huihai only allowed Feng Qingcheng to enter.
The seven bigwigs stared at her expectantly.
“Ah Cheng, Master Lingzhi is very powerful. You saved him, so you must ask him about the entrance to the Demon Realm.”
"Ah Cheng, you must remember this."
Several bigwigs were so eager to show her their hearts that they practically wanted to tear them out of their pockets.
Feng Qingcheng said, "I'll do my best."
After Feng Qingcheng finished speaking, she went inside to check on the person.
Master Lingzhi was sleeping soundly, and his body was gradually recovering.
Feng Qingcheng treated him with blue light and gave him spiritual water and pills, but ultimately did not wake him up.
The bigwigs waited for more than an hour, only to receive a shake of the head from Feng Qingcheng, which made them extremely anxious.
The last few people naturally abandoned Long Moyuan and the others, trapping Feng Qingcheng inside the barrier and interrogating her.
“Ah Cheng, now that things have come to this, we will no longer hide it from you. We went to the Demon Realm to save our master,” said Sect Master Wu.
"You can't even defeat the Demon King's phantom, yet you dare to go to the Demon Realm to rescue people?" Feng Qingcheng scoffed.
It wasn't that she looked down on them, but rather that their strength was simply too weak.
The sect leader said, "We can't defeat him, so we were wondering if we could borrow your poison to incapacitate them?"
Feng Qingcheng said, "Sect Leader Tu is overestimating me. Demons are immune to poison. I was only able to poison those few people because they were few in number. If it were a large group, do you think I would have that ability?"
"But you can poison the Demon King. We only need to poison him. We don't care about those little devils."
Feng Qingcheng shook her head: "That's because the Demon King was just an illusion. I took advantage of his carelessness. Do you think I have the ability to face his powerful true form?"
"No matter what, we must rescue our master, and all you need to do is provide us with the poison."
“I don’t want to waste poison,” Feng Qingcheng answered decisively.
"Ah Cheng, you can't do this. That's not only our master, he's also..."
Before An Xiansi, the sect leader of Cuiyan Sect, could finish speaking, his two senior brothers covered his mouth.
She was so angry that she glared at the two of them.
Ah Cheng is already quite powerful, so why can't he tell her the truth?
Feng Qingcheng clearly caught the message in her words.
She smiled and looked at An Xiansi: "Why did Sect Leader An stop talking?"
"Mmm...mmm..."
Do you think I can still say anything?
Wu Zongzhu said, "Acheng, my master made great contributions to the human race. You could say he was a hero of the human race."
Who is it?
Is it really that amazing?
"Would you mind telling me your name?" Feng Qingcheng asked.
Master Wu said, "My master takes everything lightly and prefers to live in anonymity, so I'm very sorry."
Feng Qingcheng was annoyed: "If that's the case, why should I save a stranger? He has done a favor for the human race, not for me."
"Ah Cheng." The sect leader's expression changed drastically.
"Did I say something wrong?" Feng Qingcheng raised an eyebrow. "You want my help but don't want to tell me the truth? There's no such thing as a free lunch. Besides, I saved one of your lives. Your little treasures don't seem to be enough, do they?"
The bigwigs: "..."
I wonder who he inherited this cunning personality from.
"Ah Cheng, you want a baby? No problem, we have plenty of good babies."
"Yes, yes, as long as your poison is available, you can have whatever you want."
"Right now, I only want information about your master," Feng Qingcheng said with a smile.
Waaah, I got tricked!
The bigwigs were on the verge of tears.
They roamed across five continents, yet in the end they fell to a mere young girl. If word got out, wouldn't they be ridiculed by the world?
"Let us discuss this further."
"Then you can take your time to think it over. Remove the barrier, or I'll unleash a dragon to bite it."
Do they really think their barrier is so powerful? It's not even enough for her little dragon to take two bites.
She was very pleased with her son's ability to bite the barrier.
The powerful figures quickly withdrew from the barrier.
Feng Qingcheng saw Long Moyuan at first glance.
The guy she cherished most was incredibly handsome.
She didn't know when it started, but her eyes and her heart were filled with him alone.
He's handsome from every angle, no bad angle at all.
If this were in modern times, it would be a monster that could cause a car accident just by walking down the street.
She ran happily toward him.
"Ah Yuan, I'm here, catch me quickly."
Long Moyuan stretched out his arms and hugged her tightly.
"This personality is just like someone else's."
"Bold, disregarding worldly opinions."
"Genetics is a truly terrifying thing."
The seven bigwigs all covered their eyes.
They said they couldn't bear to watch anymore.
They then set up a protective barrier to discuss important matters.
Feng Qingcheng was carried back to her guest room by Long Moyuan.
Long Moyuan checked her over from head to toe, then asked with concern, "Are you tired?"
Feng Qingcheng laughed: "I'm not a weak woman, how could I get tired?"
"After all, if you're under the influence of demonic energy, your body won't be able to handle it."
Feng Qingcheng wanted to say that she seemed to have been able to refine the demonic energy that had severely injured her by the Demon King and transform it into spiritual power without much effort.
Her spiritual energy is now abundant, and she can advance to the next level at any time.
"I'm fine," Feng Qingcheng smiled.
Long Moyuan held her in his arms, refusing to let go.
This child.
Why are you so insecure and anxious when you're in a relationship?
Finally, the two of them went into her space to cultivate.
Several small spirit pets and the three handsome men of the thumb were also trained under Feng Qingcheng's command.
The little piggy is leading the way in giving up.
It just wants to win by doing nothing.
Even though her master could advance through dual cultivation, she insisted on cultivating!
Just like others have said, she could have made a living based on her looks, but she chose to rely on her talent.
"Master, if you don't take the shortcut, you'll become ugly!" the little pig protested lazily.
Feng Qingcheng directly took out several bottles of beginner-level advancement pills as a reward.
She smiled and said, "For each level you advance, you will be rewarded with a bottle of advancement pills."
Upon hearing this, the little pig immediately rushed out to cultivate.
All the advancement pills belong to him, they all belong to him.
Feng Qingcheng laughed, "You little brat, you think I can't handle you? Look at your greedy face, you practically have those two words carved on your pig's snout."
Soon, the space rolled up into one.
Several little spirit pets are constantly advancing in level.
Feng Qingcheng was dumbfounded by the speed at which they cultivated.
Is it because she has never used any incentive methods that her spirit pets have remained in a lazy state?
It seems she will be fair in rewarding and punishing people in the future.
Feng Qingcheng narrowed her eyes.
Long Moyuan is also working hard to advance.
Feng Qingcheng suddenly felt that the world was wonderful.
After cultivating for several hours, both of them advanced to the next level.
Long Moyuan scooped Feng Qingcheng into his arms.
"Ah Cheng, I thought you were feeling unwell, but I didn't expect you to be so energetic. It would be a shame not to do something about this beautiful time."
This guy, his lustful desires have kicked in, and he's starting to make excuses again.
With a casual wave of his hand, peach petals fluttered down.
In no time, the entire space was filled with the vibrant fragrance of peach blossoms.
As for the spirit pets, Feng Qingcheng had already sealed their hearing and sight, so now they only focus on cultivation.
"Acheng, give me a child." Long Moyuan's passion was like fire.
Feng Qingcheng was stunned.
When it comes to having children, it really depends on fate.
Long Moyuan's condition is classified as oligospermia. In modern times, he would have to frequently visit the hospital and take medication to regulate his body. Here, she has not yet found a cure.
"What are you thinking about?" Long Moyuan's kiss made her feel like she was on fire.
"I miss you." Feng Qingcheng smiled, responding to him.
Long Moyuan was exceptionally passionate that night, causing Feng Qingcheng to beg for mercy frequently.
"Tell me, who's on your side?"
"you."
"who I am?"
“A Yuan”.
"I'll let you off this time, but if you say someone else is one of yours again, don't blame me for being ruthless."
"I know, you jealous bastard!"
Long Moyuan was satisfied and then released her.
Feng Qingcheng fell into a deep sleep in his arms.
When she woke up, Long Moyuan had already prepared a table full of delicious food.
It looked delicious and smelled wonderful, making the little pigs drool.
Only Feng Qingcheng knew that it was the most beautifully presented food in the world, yet the most unpalatable.
"Ah Cheng, are you hungry? Come on, sweetie, open your mouth." But Long Moyuan even picked up a piece of fried pork rib for her and smiled as he put it to her mouth.
Helpless, Feng Qingcheng had no choice but to open her mouth and then secretly vomit through her sleeve.
It tastes awful.
How did Long Moyuan manage to cook such terrible food?
Waaah, when it comes to cooking the worst food, who in the world dares to compete with Prince An?
Seeing that he was about to pick up a second piece, Feng Qingcheng quickly changed the subject: "Do you think the masters of the seven big shots might have something to do with me?"
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