However, because of the spiritual power, the little girl didn't really care about these details, she saw it, and suddenly remembered it, to mention this.
I felt that the person below him slightly froze.
His eyes were squinted, as if he was thinking about how to answer, and then when Chu Ci was about to pass the topic, he finally spoke with a serious expression, "Because of yesterday’s Lingshi, recovery I have a little spiritual power, but if you want to recover as soon as possible, it is best not to use it too often in unrelated places."
"Oh." Chu Ci didn't care, nodded, kicked him, and signaled him to hurry up.
It seems that he thinks a little too much?
Bai Xingjian looked sideways to observe the expression of the little girl lying on her shoulders, thinking so, without saying anything, then raised her hand to put the flame in.
"Stop! Stop!"
Suddenly felt the pressure around him suddenly change, and the surrounding atmosphere became heavier with the appearance of the flame. Chu Ci, who was still a little sleepy, instantly widened his eyes, hesitating between the two options of running or grabbing him. One second.
Then he pulled his arm hard, so that the flame was not directly thrown in by this guy.
The ancestor looked blank, looking at the flame in his hand, the size was indeed right...
no problem.
"This is to set you on fire, not to fight."
Chu Ci's eyes rounded.
The power in his flame is equivalent to a bomb, and the devil is the spirit wood. If it is ordinary wood, it is estimated that there is no explosion, and it will directly become a powder.
The ancestor paused, looked down at the flame in his hand, and vaguely realized the problem.
His brows frowned slightly.
After all, his flames are only used for fighting, and I have never seen the flames used by ordinary people for cooking.
You said that the fire used for fighting, if it just burns things like ordinary flames, isn't that level too bad?
So for the ancestor, it's not just fire, this is his normal fire, nothing wrong.
Ever since.
You say he doesn't blow up, who does it.
"Little fire, no powerful kind."
It turned out that the problem was here. She said how the explosion was so serious, like a bomber.
That's not it, this is simply throwing a bomb into their stove.
Can you not blow it up?
The little girl who had been bombed in the kitchen three times, and was woken up twice, kicked his legs and warned him that she pinched his ears with one hand.
Courageous.
If the people from the fairy gate were here, they would have to stare out.
That is the ancestor, the ancestor of the fairy gate does not understand, the top one, the one that is not to be profaned! !
Look at the one who is all sinful! ! !
It didn't make you kick and beat and cuff your ears!
A flame without power?
This is undoubtedly a difficult point for the ancestors.
After all, the power base is there, and the fight is there. Of course, it is how to get it. Just let it out and look gorgeous. It looks good, but what's the use.
So even with that, the power of Bai Xingjian flame is still quite unstable.
But to find out the root cause, anyway, it's not as fried as before.
Even if it was a small blast, it was just a little bit of black smoke. After working hard for a long time, the ancestor could finally start the next step of cooking.
But the time seems a bit long...
Bai Xingjian looked sideways and turned her head, and saw that the little girl who was holding her neck had her chin on his shoulder, and fell asleep deeply.