MTL - Beast Taming: I Can Bestow Attributes-Chapter 170 Please call me Master Bingfeng

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  Chapter 170 Please call me Master Bingfeng

   "Woo~" (hungry~)

   "Woo—" (me too)

   "Oh!" (I'll cook!)

  After entering the heart of the sea, the three spirit beasts communicated quickly.

   Then Tuantuan began to show off his culinary skills.

   Half an hour later, dinner was served one after another.

  Snow pear juice with rock sugar, snow fat man with blueberry flavor, spicy chicken diced, twice-cooked pork.

   It can be said that it is very rich, with drinks, pastries, main dishes, fruits and so on.

  Seeing this scene, Bing Linger was a little dumbfounded.

  She suddenly believed that Chen Mo came to Xuehai Forest for tourism.

  In fact, these foods were originally prepared by Chen Mo for the spirit of Xuehai.

   In addition, he also prepared tapes and radios with the most beautiful singing voices of spirit beasts, game consoles, perfume, spirit wine, toys...

   If you want to gain the favorability of Xuehai Spirit, the first step must be to do what you like.

   It doesn't matter if you don't know what you like, as long as you prepare enough things, there will always be someone who likes it.

   As a result, the Spirit of the Snow Sea is nowhere to be seen, so there is no need to keep these things.

   When he was almost finished eating, Chen Mo suddenly thought that there was a little blue bird outside the heart of the sea.

   Thinking of the little blue bird kindly leading them the way, Chen Mo packed a little bit of each food and prepared to send it to it.

   "Little Blue Bird, we made some food, do you want some?"

  After coming to the outside world, Chen Mo asked with a smile.

   "Ji!" (No need!)

  The little blue bird didn't even look at Chen Mo.

   Even if it starved to death, it would not eat a bite of food from the man who called it the little blue bird.

   Absolutely not!

   "Then I'll put it here for you, remember to eat if you're hungry."

  Chen Mo said with a smile, put down the food and returned to the heart of the sea.

  He was sure the little blue bird would eat it.

  As long as you smell the aroma of "Tuantuan brand" spicy chicken, any hesitation for a second is a disrespect to Xueyu Chicken.

   After Chen Mo left, the little blue bird continued to close its eyes and meditate, but soon, a rich and seductive aroma floated into its nostrils along the airflow.

   "The smell seems to be quite pleasant."

  The little blue bird opened its ice blue eyes.

  Two minutes later, the little blue bird, who could no longer bear the aroma, flapped its wings and came to the food.

  It looked around and quickly lowered its head after making sure that no one was there, and tasted a piece of chicken.

   "Gee!" (ω)

   It is a delicacy that Niao Niao has never tasted!

  It looked left and right for a few more times, and then quickly took a sip of rock sugar pear juice.

  So sweet!

   An unspeakable emotion spread in its heart.

   Unexpectedly, the food made by this human being is not bad.

  At this moment, it looks like a sneaky cat, watching the movement around vigilantly, while enjoying the food quickly.

  Although reason tells it that it is shameful to do this, its body is very honest.

  Well, it smells so good!

  Because it was afraid of being seen by others, it ate very quickly. In less than 5 minutes, there was nothing left of the food brought by Chen Mo.

  Chen Mo, who watched the whole process in the heart of the sea, felt a little funny.

   This little blue bird looks like a lot of fun.

   After a quarter of an hour, Chen Mo saw that the little blue bird did not leave, but stood quietly on the branch of the jade cedar with closed eyes and rested, the top of the head and the feathers were covered with a layer of snow.

   Seeing this scene, Chen Mo was a little moved.

  Although the little blue bird met them by chance, he gave them directions regardless of rewards.

   "Huh?"

  Xiao Jiu asked why the little blue bird was not allowed in.

   "I'm afraid it will die."

   Chen Mo replied.

  Although he really wanted the little blue bird to go inside the heart of the sea to avoid the wind and snow, but after the little blue bird came in, he found that he could see the outside from the inside, and he probably died immediately.

   After thinking about it, Chen Mo walked out of the heart of the sea.

   Seemingly sensing Chen Mo's presence, the little blue bird hanging on the branch opened its eyes. It first shook its body gracefully, shaking off the snow on its head and body, and then looked down at the spirit master on the ground from a condescending height.

   "Little Blue Bird, does the food taste okay?"

  Looking at the food debris buried by the wind and snow on the ground, Chen Mo asked with a smile.

   "吼~" (Your food was eaten by a passing snow leopard, I don't know the taste.)

  The little blue bird paused and explained, his eyes pretending to be calm.

   "If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I would have believed it."

  Chen Mo thought to himself, feeling a little funny.

  What the little blue bird didn't expect was that the heart of the sea is like a one-way mirror. The outside cannot see the inside, but the inside can see all the scenes outside.

   It gave Chen Mo and his three spirit beasts a panoramic view of the scene where the food was wiped out like a storm, and Chen Mo even recorded a video with his mobile phone.

   "Oh, it's a pity that I didn't get to taste Tuantuan's craftsmanship."

  Chen Mo didn't expose Little Blue Bird's lie.

  He could see that the little blue bird had a somewhat arrogant and arrogant personality. If it was exposed on the spot, the little blue bird would definitely blow up.

   "Ji!" (In addition, you are not allowed to call me Little Blue Bird anymore! My name is Binglan, you can also call me Master Bingfeng.)

  The little blue bird raised its head and said.

  Chen Mo couldn't help laughing out loud.

  Master Bingfeng, who is chirping, feels quite joyful just thinking about it.

   I didn't expect this little blue bird to be a secondary school student.

   Is it its dream to become a phoenix?

   "Ji?" (What are you laughing at?)

  The little blue bird was a little annoyed.

   "It's nothing, I just suddenly thought of a happy thing."

  Chen Mo explained a sentence casually, and then started to talk about business:

   "Xiao Bingfeng, thank you for taking us out. We now know how to get back. If you have something to do, you can go back first."

  Chen Mo didn't plan to go out directly, he also wanted to spend a few more days in Xuehai Forest.

   It would be inappropriate to let the little blue bird follow.

  Especially now that it's freezing cold, I feel a little sorry to let the little blue bird wait outside alone.

   "Gee!"

  Hearing Chen Mo's words, the little blue bird chirped, then flew away with its wings.

   "See you soon!"

  Chen Mo waved goodbye.

  The little blue bird didn't respond and disappeared into the blizzard...

   Having nothing to say all night, Chen Mo still meditated all night.

  In the early morning, when he opened his eyes, he was surprised to find that on a jade cedar tree outside the heart of the sea, a little blue bird was standing on the tallest branch with its head held high.

   "Did you not leave?"

  Chen Mo walked out of the heart of the sea and asked.

   "嘤!" (I left, but came back.)

   "Are you worried that we will get lost?"

   Chen Mo asked with a smile.

  Although he felt in his heart that the little blue bird was definitely greedy for the delicacies cooked by Tuantuan when he came back.

   "Ji!" (That's right!)

  The little blue bird nodded again and again. It was still thinking about how to explain this matter without losing face. It didn't expect that the human being in front of it would be the first to help it find an excuse.

  Well, this human being is quite sensible.

  It found Chen Mo pleasing to the eye.

   "Then you want to travel with us?"

  Chen Mo asked again.

  He thinks this little blue bird is quite interesting, and with it, at least he won't get lost.

  The false tour guide—Bing Linger.

  The real tour guide—Little Blue Bird.

  (end of this chapter)