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Since discovering this, in addition to practicing fairy arts every day, Zhao Ling'er has been taught cooking by Ling Chi.Zhao Ling'er is a bit careless about the cultivation of immortal arts, but she has shown unprecedented enthusiasm for cooking, and her progress reminds Ling Chi of Huang Rong back then.
Ha ha ha.
The sixth cook, it's decided.
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Time flies, four years in a blink of an eye.
This year, Lin Qing'er's spiritual power was exhausted, and she died of exhaustion.Before she died, Ling Chi was by her side.
"Brother Lingchi..." Lin Qing'er, who was lying on the hospital bed, stretched out her hand: "Can you hold my hand?"
Ling Chi held her hand, Lin Qing'er, who was about to die, still had jade-like skin, and her beauty remained undiminished, but there was a black and blue look on her face, which was the appearance of dying.
Feeling the warmth of Ling Chi's palm, Lin Qing'er showed a sweet smile, and whispered softly: "I have no destiny with Brother Ling Chi in this life. If there is another life, Qing'er hopes to become Brother Ling Chi's wife."
Ling Chi shook his head: "I'm very bothered, even if I become my wife, I can only share it with other women."
"In that case, Qing'er is also willing." Lin Qing'er smiled and said, "It's better than having nothing to do with Brother Lingchi."
"If this is what you want, I allow you to be my woman." Ling Chi said.
"Yeah." Lin Qing'er's eyes began to slacken: "If... Ling Chi... could be kept... big brother... it would be... more... good..."
"..." Feeling the coldness of Lin Qing'er's jade hands, Ling Chi sighed softly, and called the Nanman King and Jiang Shi who were guarding outside the door, and asked them to take care of Lin Qing'er's funeral.
With Lin Qing'er's death, the entire Bai Miao people fell into great grief. Fortunately, all arrangements had been made before Lin Qing'er passed away.The Nanman King ruled the entire Bai Miao people. As Lin Qing'er's maid, Jiang was properly handled and would spend her old age in the Bai Miao people.
Ling Chi took Lin Qing'er's Heavenly Snake Staff, Holy Spirit Cape, Holy Spirit Pearl and Water Spirit Pearl to leave the Baimiao tribe and return to Xianling Island.
This year, upon hearing the news of Lin Qing'er's death, the ten-year-old Zhao Ling'er cried all night, and continued to practice with red eyes the next day, and practiced harder than before, as if she had grown up overnight .
In God of Cooking Space, seeing her daughter's hard work through the live broadcast, Lin Qing'er's eyes were a little more relieved.
"Don't worry now!" Ling Chi asked with a smile as he put his arms around her waist.
"Yeah." Lin Qing'er nodded and snuggled into his arms, still feeling unreal to this day.
She used to think that Ling Chi's origin was mysterious, but it was not until she was recruited as a farmer after her death that she realized that Ling Chi's origin was ten times, a hundred times more mysterious than she had imagined.
She was an alien who traveled through endless time and space, she could never have imagined that Ling Chi had such an origin.
And what he said about wives and concubines...it turned out to be true.Fortunately, she was mentally prepared before she died, and Ling Chi's waist was very good, which made her experience the unprecedented happiness of being a woman, so she accepted it all.
As she said before she died, it's better than nothing.
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The news of Lin Qing'er's death soon spread to the Hei Miao people. Hearing the news, the Wu King locked himself in the room for three days and three nights without a drop of water. Fortunately, he was taken care of by the Lord of Worshiping the Moon, so he survived difficulties.
"My lord, the Black Miao people need you, please cheer up your lord."
In the past few years, the leader of worshiping the moon has completely changed, like a loyal minister and parent official for the country and the people, governing the entire Black Miao people very well, and there is no tense atmosphere with the White Miao people. Instead, they are quite friendly, black and white. The relationship between the two seedlings is also gradually changing towards the grand scene when they were married.
Because of this, Lin Qing'er's death did not affect the peaceful development between the two tribes. On the contrary, because of the Witch King's guilt towards Lin Qing'er, the Black Miao people became more enthusiastic and friendly towards the White Miao people in the following years. .
The black and white seedlings, which would have started wars due to various problems such as drought, have attracted a large number of businessmen from the Central Plains to do business here after years of peaceful development. Life is getting better and better, and this has become a rare grand scene in Miaojiang history.
Ten years, fleeting.
This year, when Zhao Linger was 16 years old, a kid named Xiaohu went to Fairy Island to ask for medicine.
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Ask for a monthly ticket, ask for a recommendation ticket, ?(′???`) compare your heart
Chapter 373
Xianling Island is full of aura, and the four seasons are like spring, with peach trees forming forests, and the fragrance of flowers overflowing.Under the protection of the formation, all the people who landed on the island will circle around the periphery, and finally turn back to the original place, like a ghost hitting a wall.
Over time, Xianling Island has become a ghost island in the mouth of the villagers in Shengyu Village, and almost no one dares to go there.
On this day, because Wang Xiaohu's father fell ill and the doctor Hong in the village was unable to treat him, he had to risk his way to the Fairy Island to get the elixir to save his father.
Maybe because he was a child, Shuang'er saw him go to the island, so she showed up and asked him to go back.
Wang Xiaohu had never seen such a beautiful woman before, and he was stunned immediately. When he came back to his senses, he quickly stated that his father was sick, and hoped that the fairy sister could give him some elixir to save his father's life.
Wang Xiaohu was born with a tiger head and a tiger brain, and he was a sensible and filial child at first glance.When encountering such a matter of seeking medicine for his father, Shuang'er was willing to help, and after hearing Wang Xiaohu's description of his condition, he gave him a pill: "Go back and take it for your father, it will be fine."
"Thank you, Sister Fairy." Wang Xiaohu went back happily.
After arriving home, he gave the elixir to his seriously ill father, and his father recovered immediately on the spot full of blood.
This incident caused a sensation in the entire Shengyu Village in an instant. Wang Xiaohu asked for medicine for his father, and the news that the fairy of Xianling Island gave the elixir spread throughout Shengyu Village in just one day.
Someone with good deeds heard that there were fairies in Fairy Island, and boarded Fairy Island with evil intentions, but instead of a fairy, a male ghost without feet appeared, and then a gust of wind blew them away. In the sea, I almost fed the bastard.
For a period of time after that, no one dared to go to Fairy Island, and many people thought that Wang Xiaohu was lying and fabricated rumors about fairies on purpose, so that they almost couldn't come back.
Although Wang Xiaohu tried his best to defend, but few people believed it, which made the eight-year-old Wang Xiaohu a little depressed: "There is really a fairy sister, why don't you believe it?"
"Fairy?" A middle-aged drunk walked towards the Immortal Sword Inn, and heard Wang Xiaohu muttering, and hiccupped: "Uh, Fairy Island, isn't that... uh, it's better not to provoke it. "
A moment later, at the entrance of the Immortal Sword Inn, a middle-aged drunk man was sitting by the door, crying, "Please, give me some wine, I can't walk without wine, please do me a favor..."
Fairy Island, open-air kitchen.
Sensing this scene from a distance, Ling Chi smiled slightly: Li Xiaoyao was indeed taken by the Shushan faction, that's good.
A small white and tender hand reached out silently, and squeezed away a twist.
"Whose little cat is stealing food?" Ling Chi scolded with a smile.
A beautiful young girl gnawed on the crispy and sweet twist, giggling.
This girl was twenty-eight years old, with exquisite and beautiful features, petite and exquisite figure, and her jet-black hair was tied into a pair of ponytails with a blue ribbon.Wearing a pair of collared plain half-arms, an indigo blue breastplate on top, white trousers on the bottom, and a Taoist attire.
The spirit of the fairy filled the girl's body, like a fairy.
It was Zhao Linger, who was already 16 years old.
"Did you finish your homework?" Ling Chi asked.
"Yes." Zhao Ling'er nodded and said, "Master, Ling'er can already summon the God of War."
"Oh?" Ling Chi glanced at her in surprise, and Zhao Ling'er raised her head with a look of 'Praise me, praise me'.