The Qiannian Raccoon got closer, sniffed carefully, and twisted his head away.

Mu Xiaobao looked at the chicken legs in wonder and took a bite, "It tastes pretty good, why do you dislike Zhaocai so much?"

Guan Xiao looked at the raccoon with a sly mouth, "The thousand-year-old raccoon cannot eat ordinary foods, but can only digest spiritual fruits."

"Is that true?" Mu Xiaobao looked at Zhaocai sympathetically, then started to chew chicken legs without hesitation, and said while eating, "What a pity, it's really delicious."

Millennium Raccoon does not feel regretful about losing a chicken leg.

Guan Xiao looked at the silver-white little raccoon. He took out a red fruit and said to Mu Xiaobao, "I don't know if your friend eats this."

"Master, that's... Chi Xuan Fruit." Princess An Ning, who had just entered the door, looked at the serious Master of the Sect, incredibly, and actually took out Chi Xuan Fruit to feed a little beast.

The point is that it was Mu Lingbo’s little beast! Or a guy who snatched them from the Bixuan Fruit of Qin.

"Of course I know what this is." Guang Xiao's voice became deep, and a little unhappy appeared on his cold face, "This Red Xuan Fruit has nothing to do with you going to Qin."

Qiannian Racco jumped from Mu Xiaobao's shoulder to the table, raised his tail and walked over carefully, calmly took it and returned to Mu Xiaobao's side.

Holding fruit, he looked at An Ning happily, twisting his neck and butt.

Princess Anning moved her eyes away and whispered in aggrieved manner, "Anning has no other meaning."

Lin Zichong said, "Uncle Master, the room has been settled."

Guan Xiao nodded slightly, "I understand."

"Crack, crack, crack, crack, crack..." Qiannian Racco sat on the table, holding the fruit and chewing it.

Princess An Ning squeezed out a smile, "This little beast is such a great blessing, let the sect leader give it the spirit fruit."

Qiannian Raccoon was a little disdainful and had no intention of gratitude.

The fruit should be its own!

It ate half of it, looked at Mu Xiaobao, and then looked at the roast chicken that he despised. Suddenly, it felt so pitiful.

It's so miserable that there is no fruit to eat!

It hesitated for a moment and slowly handed over the remaining half.

But for Mu Xiaobao, the charm of fruit cannot be squeezed into chicken legs.

"It doesn't matter if you attract wealth, I have chicken legs! And Xiaobao, who has eaten a lot of Chixuanguo, doesn't matter if you eat it yourself." Mu Xiaobao smiled brightly.

Mu Lingbo smiled and raised his head, but a sharp cold light passed in his eyes, "Your Highness the Princess is here to have a meal?"

An Ning looked arrogant, "The Lord of the Sect is our distinguished guest of Shangqin. It is my princess's duty to entertain the Lord of the Sect this time, so why do you have a free meal?"

"So, what I and my son do not eat with the sect leader, but His Highness the Princess?"

An Ning glanced at Feng Xiao's face with a icy look, so she had to calm down, "It's just a meal, don't care so much."

The inn came over to set up the dishes and chopsticks for An Ning and Lin Zichong. An Ning sat down and asked casually, "I heard that Miss Mu is very familiar with King An Luo of us who went to Qin?"

Mu Lingbo smiled without saying a word, and had no intention of answering.

After eating the fruit, the thousand-year-old raccoon raising his head and threw it away, jumped to the opposite side of An Ning, and pointed at him and screamed, feeling very excited.

Obviously An Ning is the mastermind of its thorn in its eyes and thorns in its flesh to grab fruit!

Without bringing its fruit, he dared to sit down properly.
Chapter completed!