Across the interstellar alchemist

"Not yet." Swallowing the slice of meat in his mouth silently, Chu Shaoli shook his head without changing expression. "Is the young master the kind of person who can still eat well after being taken away?"

"That's good, this is black rat meat, I'm still afraid of you..."

Before he could finish speaking, he saw the guy on the opposite side, ran to the corner, retched while clasping his throat with one hand.

Xu Meng: "..."

Ning Xiao: "..."