Bai Zhi'er lifted her cute face.
"Of course I'm not afraid, when I played in the underworld, I ate evil ghosts every day!"
"Vendor, I want two bowls of noodles," Bai Zhi'er said to the praying mantis kneeling on the ground.
The praying mantis shuddered all over: "Yes."
It stood up, but didn't dare to lift its head.
In Bai Zhi'er's eyes, Feng Fuce was a cool and composed young man she could joke with.
But in the eyes of these demons, behind Feng Fuce, there burned an intense black flame.
This was the aura of a super Demon.
With just a finger, he could instantly turn them to ashes.
After the praying mantis prepared the noodles, it placed them on the table.
Bai Zhi'er glanced at it, the color of the noodles was deep green.
A few little flowers floated on top, probably used as garnish.
She used a spoon to scoop up some of the broth, planning to taste the little flowers first.
But unexpectedly, the little flowers actually spoke.
