I may be a fake fairy

"You carry out the ore in this bamboo basket to exchange for some dry biscuits, and call in the brother and sister Gu Menggupan by the way." Ouyang Tian asked Xia Hu to take out the ore in a bamboo basket.

Gu Meng Gupan, the sister and brother, are barren people with no spiritual fluctuations on their bodies, and they are all dressed in the clothes of handyman disciples. They were taken by the Blood Knife Sect as handyman disciples to dig mines.

If it wasn't for Ouyang Tian's voice transmission to Gu Meng and Gu Pan to tell them not to be impulsive, the siblings would probably have fought with the Blood Knife Sect long ago according to their temperament.

"En!" Xia Hu, who was full of food and drink, went out with a bamboo basket of ore on his back, and exchanged a bamboo basket of ore for a piece of dry biscuit.

"Good job, work hard, if you can dig another bamboo basket of ore today, I'll give you meat!" The blood knife cultivator in charge of the mine patted Xia Huyi on the shoulder.

Xia Hu hurriedly pretended to be grateful: "Thank you, sir, thank you, sir!"

"Hahaha, look at these disciples of the Ziqi Immortal Sect, they are usually masters with their nostrils upturned, but now they are masters with one mouthful!" This blood knife cultivator showed off to the people next to him.

Xia Hu curled his lips, you can keep the wine and meat for yourself, I don't care, what I eat is Lingmi and Lingguo.

"I'll drag you to death in a few days!" Xia Hu spat.

He knew that Senior Brother Ouyang Tian had already poisoned the food of these Blood Knife Cultists. Maybe the members of the Blood Knife Cultists had already been poisoned, but the poison was delayed, and it would take a few days for the onset to occur. There are good looking ones for them.

Xia Hu searched around and finally found two siblings, Gu Meng and Gu Pan. The two siblings were hugging a pile of dry biscuits and eating happily. It was really hard for them. The dry biscuits could be eaten. so happy.

Gu Meng and Gu Pan are barren people, strong and strong, they are simply the best miners, and the ore they dug in one morning is equivalent to what others dug in half a month.

Dry biscuits, which are difficult to swallow for the disciples of Ziqi Xianzong, are good meals for them. They can't even eat this kind of food in the wild, and they can only gnaw on trees most of the time. bark leaves and stones.

That's right, there are stones in the barren's food list, and their teeth and stomachs can even digest stones.

"The food is good!" Xia Hu walked in front of the siblings holding a piece of dry biscuit.

"Senior Brother Xia, here we come. Are you hungry? Open it up and eat. If it's not enough, I'll dig out two more bamboo baskets." When Gu Pan saw Xia Huyi, he immediately handed the dry biscuits to Xia Huyi enthusiastically, naively. Gu Pan thought that Xia Huyi came to them because he was starving.

"No, I'm full, I can't eat any more!" Xia Hu pushed away the dry biscuits handed over by the bone tray, what a joke, I eat Lingmi and Lingguo in the mine, who cares about these dry biscuits.

"Senior Brother Xia, don't be brave. You have such small arms and legs that you can't even hold a pickaxe. You just made this dry biscuit in a day. This small amount of dry biscuit is enough for anyone to eat. Don't be too polite, what are you doing?" We have plenty of cakes here." Gupan said.

Xia Hu rolled his eyes at Gupan: "Who is with you?

I'm angry, it's the brother who asked me to come to you, hurry up and follow me to the mine! "

"Master!" Gu Meng, who had been silent all this time, stopped eating immediately when he heard that Ouyang Tian was looking for them, and took all the dry biscuits with him.

Why didn't she think that the master's small body must not be able to mine. The master has been hungry for a day, so these dry biscuits must be reserved for the master.

The congregation of the Blood Knife Cult looked at the two brothers and sisters who had finished their meal and then went down to the mine and nodded in satisfaction. They are good miners. He was even thinking about whether to improve the food of these two miners. They only eat dry biscuits and must have wine and meat. Such miners are rare. One person is worth more than a dozen people.

"Master...Master...I will take...do..."

When Gu Meng excitedly rushed into the mine with a large pile of dry biscuits, he saw Ouyang Tian and Luo Wan who were feasting.

Next to Luo Wan was a purple bird. This purple bird had a bruised nose and a swollen face, as if it had just been beaten.

If you let Zihuo Fenghuang know what Gu Meng is thinking, you will definitely go crazy, you are the bird, your whole family is a bird, this uncle is the noble Zihuo Phoenix, a fairy beast.

Zihuo Fenghuang was a little angry when he saw the Tuntianshu grinning at the porcelain teeth. If the master hadn't stopped him from setting fire, he would have burned the big mouse to death.

But Zihuo Phoenix is ​​also a little strange. It stands to reason that his blood is much stronger than this big mouse. This big mouse should be trembling in front of him, but this big mouse is not only not afraid of him, but dares to and DIY.

"Come on, sit down and eat something. The conditions are poor, so we can only make ends meet. It's not easy to cook here, so we can only eat it raw." Ouyang Tian poured out a bag of purple spirit rice.

Gu Meng suddenly wanted to cry, he was worried that the master didn't eat anything just now, but the master ate much better than himself, the master is worthy of being the master, he was able to hide so many things from the kelp without being discovered by the blood knife sect.