"Go and pick up the firewood." But Gu Fenghua didn't start. He just sank his face and pointed to some dead trees not far away.
Ning yu'er, who was granted amnesty, rushed out with a robe train in her hand like a frightened rabbit.
Behind him, Gu Fenghua showed a joking smile.
Ning Yu son thinks right, she really can't see mental art, also don't know what he is murmuring in the heart. But he belittled Gu Fenghua's idea, even if he was the five holy products, even if he was the most valued descendant of Xiaoyao heavenly king, Gu Fenghua's idea was not as strong as he could.
So he didn't know that he couldn't hide her from the small movements of quietly pressing the hilt of the sword. He didn't even wait for him to hold the hilt of the sword, but she was already alert when his intention to kill started.
It seems that this guy has a good nature and knows the weight. Of course, it may not be a good nature, but a good self-discipline. Looking at Ning yu'er's back, Gu Fenghua thought of it secretly and boasted by the way.
Soon she drew back her eyes and looked at the dark rolling mountains in the distance.
Along the way, she always had some uneasy premonition. It seemed that someone was peeping at them in the dark, just like a poisonous snake hidden in the grass.
At first, she thought that this uneasy premonition came from Ning yu'er, but she soon found that she was wrong. That person's murdering machine, hide deeper than Ning Yu son, but also stronger.
It's not Ning yu'er, so who will it be?
Soon, Ning yu'er picked up a large bundle of dry firewood and skillfully folded it into small pieces to make a fire.
These days, these chores are left to him. As time goes on, he will become more and more skilled.
However, although doing the servants' heavy work is a great shame to his identity as a descendant of the heavenly king, Ning yu'er himself is happy with it.
The reason is very simple. Soon after finishing the rough work, he will be able to eat the most beautiful delicious food in the world.
Like Wuji holy heaven, people who have no heaven pay too much attention to cultivation and wish to eat daodan. Ning yu'er, as a descendant of the heavenly king, is no exception.
When he was so big, he didn't even eat a decent meal several times, and he never tasted such delicious food. I remember that when Gu Fenghua first tore off a chicken leg and gave it to him, he still kept the reserve of the emperor's descendants. He wanted to look scornful, but he was afraid of being beaten. He took the chicken leg and bit it without expression.
Then, he was out of control. He not only chewed the chicken leg and even the chicken bone into his stomach, but also bit his teeth and hurt his tongue. Even the smell of blood and the aftertaste of the chicken leg in his mouth became more delicious than ever.
And then, he was completely trapped in it. Every time he stops to rest, what he looks forward to most is Gu Fenghua's order to gather firewood. According to Gu Fenghua, only the meat baked in this way is the most delicious.
Ning yu'er didn't believe it at first, but she was brave enough to ask Gu Fenghua for a pheasant. After she tried to bake it with Dan fire, she believed it again.
Therefore, every time he picks firewood, it becomes one of the happiest moments in his life. Of course, the happiest moment is to eat meat, not his own tongue, but the barbecue cooked by Gu Fenghua.