It is impossible that teachers from the three major colleges will come to recruit students and no one will be entertained, right?

Along the way, they could not see a spiritual race, which means that it was not a spiritual race without transformation, but the spiritual race did not want to see her.

Su Qinwu insisted on trying to force them out.

Su Qinwu took out a chair from the storage belt and placed it on the spot. She sat down on the chair and then continued to take things out of the storage belt.

First, a small table.

Secondly, take the plate.

Again, take out a tightly baked one...

Dongfang Hongyin's eyes lit up: Roasted Spirit Chicken!

The next second, he stared at Su Qinwu.

What about the promise that there is no such thing as a chicken?

Su Qinwu ignored his condemnation and directly stripped open the ice film and oil paper wrapped in the roasted spirit chicken, put it on the dining plate, and activated the spirit core to extract the fire and spiritual power to heat it.

After a moment, the rich fragrance wafted away.

Su Qinwu reached out and teared off a big chicken leg and put it on the plate in front of him: "For you."

Dongfang Hongyin hummed coldly, still staring at her.

This expression was in a strong contrast with his little fox face. Su Qinwu wanted to rub his head and explained to him in a good mood: "Last time I was teasing you, eat it, there is still inside."

Dongfang Hongyin still wanted to be arrogant, so Su Qinwu stretched out her hand stained with chicken oil and threatened: "If you don't eat it, I will rub your butt."

Dongfang Hongyin: “…”

Chongyuan in the Divine Realm: "..."

Is this human being a little too brave?

The brave Su Qinwu didn't realize anything. She tore off the other side of the roast chicken legs and feasted.

Since she had been eating spiritual fruits in the Tianxing Mountains for a few days last time, she has vowed to bring enough food every time she goes out.

So before coming out this time, she asked the chef of Lan Yueyuan to bake five spirit chickens for her, stir-fry ten kinds of nuts, and make more than a dozen different kinds of pastries and snacks. They are all packaged and put in the storage belt. When needed, take them out and heat them up with a little heat.

Watching each person and a fox have a pleasant picnic, the surrounding spiritual races: "..."

"It smells so good!"

"The meat I smelled before wasn't like this..."

"Isn't the spirit chicken very delicious?"

"I think I want to try..."

The nutrition of the Spirit race mainly comes from the earth, but they do not stick to the meat.

In fact, some spiritual races eat meat much more powerfully than most demon races, but they directly absorb the nutrients of animals and turn the animals into fertilizers, rather than eating them like animals so that their flesh and blood are flying everywhere.

The way Su Qinwu and the little white fox eat makes them look a little greedy.

"Why don't you go out and talk to her?"

"Who will let go?"

Just as the spirits were muttering, a Ji Xing bamboo plant in the depths of the basin turned into a human form: "I'll go."

Seeing this, the spirit tribes diverted their attention.

"I'll be relieved if you go!"

"That's great! You must ask her what purpose she has."

"If you want to stop her from moving forward, it is best to persuade her to retreat. If we hit her again, we will be completely disabled."

"I kind of wonder if she is really the little prince's friend... Maybe she can save the little prince?"

Ji Xingzhu raised her hand and made a comforting gesture, indicating that they should not be impatient and continue to walk towards Su Qinwu.
Chapter completed!