Zhang Lianxing said disdainfully: "That's not it, it seems that the place in the Gaiyang Holy Land is quite poor, and they treat Lingmi soup as a treasure." ”

Their voices are not loud.

The disciples of Gaiyang Holy Land are not far apart, so they naturally hear clearly.

"Bastard, who do you say is poor? Isn't my Gaiyang Holy Land a hundred times richer than your Nebula Sect Holy Land?" a man with a scar on his face looked at him fiercely.

Xia Qingchen was too lazy to waste a war of words with them.

"You beat yours. Xia Qingchen said indifferently, seeing that the lingmi was finally ripe, he lifted the lid of the pot.

Suddenly, a huge milky white mist rushed out with a shocking aroma.

The members of the confrontation are all attracted by the astonishing vision.

"What's it, it smells so good!"

"What a rich aura!"

Both sides looked at each other, but saw four snow-white oval fruits lying in the steamer of a small stove.

A glimmer of light emerges on the surface of the fruit.

At first glance, it doesn't look like food at all, but is carved from white jade.

"Emperor-level high-grade spiritual rice, dragon heart rice?" Fan Tianchang was taken aback.

Although rouge rice is precious, it has attracted the pursuit of all forces in Tianyueling.

But compared with the long-extinct dragon heart rice, it is not worth mentioning at all.

It's like silver and moon coins.

Both are money, but they are not at the same level at all.

As soon as these words came out, both sides were shocked.

"I heard that the emperor-level high-grade spiritual rice, if you eat one in the small star position, you can break through a level on the spot!"

"How did I hear that eating one can change my physique?"

Everyone speculated, but their eyes were firmly fixed on the four dragon heart rice, and they couldn't take their eyes off it.

Xia Qingchen took it out and gave one to the White Lotus Holy Maiden, Moon Mingzhu and Zhang Lianxing.

The four of them immediately began to eat.

After biting into it, a more intense aura fragrance emanates from the dragon heart rice.

If you smell it from afar, you can feel the restlessness of Xingquan.

Duxiao and Yuan seemed to have forgotten the confrontation between the two sides, and looked at the four of them eating dragon heart rice.

At this time.

A dog walked to the steamer in a daze with half-asleep eyes open, following the aroma.

"Is it steamed?" said the hater yawning lazily, and the dog's paw reached into the steamer and touched it.

But he touched the air with a claw.

It opened its eyes and looked closely, only to find that the steamer was empty.

"Where's Lingmi?, why isn't there any?" the hater dog's eyes widened.

After careful searching, I found that there was indeed none.

It cast an aggrieved glance at Xia Qingchen: "Master Chen, what about mine?"

Everyone else has it, why is it the only one who doesn't?

Xia Qingchen pointed to the remaining spiritual rice soup under the steamer.

The soup is milky white, extremely viscous, and the aura emitted is quite strong.

It is most suitable for demon beasts like Hatred.

"Those are yours. Xia Qingchen said.

Qiu Qiu pointed to the Lingmi soup, and then pointed to himself, and said in disbelief: "Master Chen, you let me drink the Lingmi soup?"

"Yes!" Xia Qingchen said.

Suddenly.

Make sure you heard me right.

Lying on the ground with hatred and grievance, his fat body rolled and splashed all over the ground: "I don't drink Lingmi soup, I want to eat Lingmi, eat Lingmi!"

Zhang Lianxing covered her mouth and smiled: "Dead dog, haven't you seen people in Gaiyang Holy Land treat Lingmi soup as a treasure?

Qiu Qiu bared his teeth and glared at her: "Lingmi soup, is that something that dogs can eat?"

Its dog's face was full of tears and rolled to Xia Qingchen's heels, and he cried loudly: "Master Chen, I followed you to the north and south, how could you abuse me and let me drink Lingmi soup?"

Seeing that it looked pitiful, Xia Qingchen threw it a raw dragon heart rice.

"Alright, let's go steam it yourself!"

The one who was flexible turned over, and as soon as the dog took it in his mouth, he immediately grabbed Lingmi.

The dog's eyes, which were full of grievances just now, were immediately replaced by cunning, and he said with a smile: "I know that Master Chen loves me." ”

Then, humming a little tune very happily, he went to the corner and began to steam the spiritual rice to eat.

Zhang Lianxing was dissatisfied: "Dead dog, the mouth is getting more and more tricky, and I don't drink the spiritual rice soup." ”

She glanced at the remaining Lingmi soup and asked, "Xia Lang, what to do with these Lingmi soups?"

Xia Qingchen asked rhetorically, "Do you want to drink?"

Qiu Qiu looked disgusted: "The leftovers that dogs dislike, I'm a good person, what are you drinking it for?"

"Isn't that it? Xia Qingchen said.

Zhang Lianxing immediately picked up the Lingmi soup and was about to spill it out.

Yue Mingzhu suddenly shouted: "Wait a minute." ”

She faced the direction of Dusk and said, "It seems that the people of Dusk like Lingmi soup very much, give it to them, what are you doing with waste." ”

A wicked smile flashed at the corner of his mouth.

Yes!

Zhang Lianxing asked in the air: "Hey, we have some more residues in the Gaiyang Holy Land over there...... Oh, more spiritual rice soup, would you like it?"

Hearing this, the faces of the people in Gaiyang Holy Land turned green.

Lingmi soup, that's something that dogs don't want to drink!

The man with the scar said fiercely, "Are you insulting us?"

Zhang Lianxing rolled her eyes: "I said that you people, didn't you drink Lingmi soup just now, and you drank it quite happily? ”

"Why did I give you a treasure and say that I insulted you?"

"It's really inexplicable! Forget it, my aunt and grandmother don't serve anymore!"

As he spoke, he snorted angrily and poured out all the spiritual rice soup.

Dusk, everyone's faces turned blue and red.

It was clearly humiliated, but it could not be refuted.

Ouyang Zhen stared at Fan Tianchang, whose face was blue, and stood with his arms crossed: "Brother Fan, although our Nebula Sect Holy Land is poor, please don't take the Lingmi soup that those dogs dislike and give it to us as a treasure." ”

"You think the Lingmi soup is delicious, that's your business, but in our Nebula Sect Holy Land, to be honest, it's something that even dogs dislike!"

Fan Tianchang clenched his fists, his face flushed.

He stared at Ouyang Zhen viciously, and he had no face to argue.

Otherwise, if it spreads, it will be them who will be discredited.

"Let's go!" Fan Tianchang grimaced and led everyone back to their birds.

and immediately entered their respective houses, and never showed their faces again.

The members of the Yuan side couldn't help but laugh.

"Let those guys show off!"

"The taste of being slapped in the face is comfortable, right?"

"What a fucking relief!"

They all looked at the people who listened to the snow building.

This time, he was able to save the dignity of the Nebula Sect's holy land, and it all relied on Tingxue Tower.

It was Ouyang Zhen, and his eyes were much softened.

They fight inwardly, but externally they are the same.

Today is indeed thanks to Tingxue Lou.

It's just that after Xia Qingchen and the three of them finished eating the spiritual rice, they entered the house to rest.

in the house.

"Brother Qingchen, as far as I know, on Demon Suppression Island, there will be a formal battle between the Holy Lands of our two sides. ”

"If you have offended the other party so badly today, they will take the opportunity to take revenge on you. ”

Xia Qingchen's expression was indifferent: "The soldiers will block the water and cover the earth." ”

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