"Thank you, granny Ling." Chi hanbing bowed again, then left.
Ling Chuxi took another look at the chicken nest on granny Ling's head and also ran away quickly, not even caring about the bottles and jars.
"Strange, why does her aura feel so familiar?" Seeing that Ling Chuxi and the others had gone far away, elder Ling touched his head and muttered to himself in confusion.
"Ah, damn you, little girl. You've messed with my head again. I'll teach you a lesson the next time I see you." "F * ck!" Grandmother Ling suddenly pulled her hair and cursed.
Ling Chuxi, who was already in fear and trepidation, ran even faster when she heard this loud scolding.
"What's in these bottles? why is the food so fragrant?" Elder Ling's attention was quickly drawn to the pile of bottles left behind by Ling Chuxi. She picked up a bottle and took a deep breath.
