The corner of Murong Wu's mouth twitched in a rare moment, the look in his eyes was funny, and next to him there was a white ball lying on the ground laughing and unable to get up.
In a short and simple kitchen, Feng Yi was wearing a light-colored skirt, but his solemn temperament was not affected at all by the pink color of the clothes.
He had a cold face on his pretty good-looking face, and in his hands A large knife was dripping with blood, and a pile of blurred and shapeless things were miserably placed on the front board, mixed with some unplucked brown chicken feathers.
Fengyi, on the other hand, had a fighting spirit on his face, as if he had met the biggest enemy in his life, his sharp eyes poking at the pile of things on the board.
In fact, Feng Yi is quite innocent.
She always kills with one strike.
This chicken really enjoys extraordinary treatment.
Fengyi didn't know how to cook.
The little girl tremblingly brought over the live chicken.
Her grandma usually prepared these things, but she didn't know how.
Fengyi glanced at her and saw what she was thinking, so he took the chicken.
Come over.
But, just like that, something bad happened.
When Fengyi was holding the chicken in his hand, thousands of ways to kill the chicken flashed through his mind.
Well, there were ways to kill the chicken, but he hadn’t decided which method to use, and the thing in his hand was not old.
Really squeaking and thrashing Fengyi didn't like dishonest things.
As soon as the knife fell from his hand, blood spurted out, and his head was separated from his body.
Xiaowen's face turned pale with fright at this sudden scene.
However, this was not enough.
Since she had to cook, in her mind, everything was broken.
A strange smile suddenly appeared on Fengyi's face, well, at least in Xiaowen's eyes.
I saw Feng Yi holding a knife and walking in front of the two cut-off chickens in a sinister manner without plucking the hair out.
Xiaowen came to remind him, but he was shocked by Feng Yi's strong murderous aura and did not dare to step forward at all and hid far away.
On the ground, I saw a woman wearing a pink skirt and a stern face.
Her hands kept rising and falling, splattering blood, just like a murder scene.
After a few rounds, all that was left was the mess of blood and flesh, with no prototype visible.
Xiaowen was shocked by the scene in front of him.
Seeing such a tragic scene, he was speechless at all.
His face was pale, and he was almost crying from fear.
He staggered and turned around to find Murong Wu.
Xueqiu'er, on the other hand, was stunned by Feng Yi's first slash.
When Feng Yi struck again, when Xue Qiu'er reacted, he burst out laughing.
The whole beast really rolled like a snowball.
When I went outside, I held my belly in my hands and kept laughing.
It was so cute that I wanted people to slap it away.
Therefore, the scene that Murong Wu saw now was that Feng Mian was expressionlessly staring at the pile of meat with a very cold look, with blood splattered all around.
Murong Wu really found it a bit funny.
She didn't expect that her all-powerful little follower could do everything, but he couldn't even cook the simplest thing.
Fengyi also noticed Murong Wu's arrival.
At this time, she also noticed the mess around her.
She looked at Murong Wu, with a solemn expression on her face.
Murong Wu twitched the corner of her mouth and asked her to take the pile of things away and step aside, and then prepared to make it herself.
Fengyi frowned, and a lot of blood was splattered on his pink skirt.
He casually took the board full of flesh and blood and went out to deal with it, and then came back without cleaning it up.
As a result, Murong Wu was left alone in the small kitchen, standing in a place covered with blood, dressed in white
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