"There's no tea. Tsuruhei said to him.

"Huh?" Yan Junhong was stunned for a few seconds. "No tea?haha~~23333......"

Heping frowned helplessly and looked at Yan Junhong, who was inexplicably crazy again. "Are you happy that there is no tea?"

"There is no tea!" Yan Junhong thought that he shouldn't be happy, and tried to squeeze out his tears, slapping the table hard, and his hands were red and swollen. "I'm so sad! I can't drink such good tea again. ”

"It's okay, the tea tree is still in the backyard, but I won't fry it. Hehei comforted him. "The rest of this point is still when Zhao Tianlong and they came over to help fry a pot, and then I really can't do anything to dry it and broom it directly, both are here! I'm about to learn to fry tea, and I'll be able to drink it soon." ”

"So...... Is this tea a hundred years old?" Yan Junhong stupidly looked at his empty cup in the stands, and seemed to feel that his stomach was turning over the river.

"yes, you didn't say I really didn't think about it, it means a lot. Tsuruhei said. "Oh, no wonder I think this tea is fragrant and mellow, so delicious. ”

"Peat! Brewing you~~" Yan Junhong was speechless.

"What?" Tsuruhei didn't hear.

"Oh nothing, where is your bathroom?" Yan Junhong got up and asked, clutching his stomach.

Tsuruhei pointed. "Go out, turn left, turn left again, thatched house. ”

"Thank you. ”

“……”

After being assigned to a room, Yan Junhong simply cleaned up and began to prepare some ingredients for cooking.

Although the meat of this mutated beast is of great help to martial artists in improving their physique, Yan Junhong found that it has other bugs.

Hard!

It is really rough and thick-skinned, and its body has not been able to soften after it died, and it is covered in copper skin and iron bones, Yan Junhong suspects that it can be sold at the scrap yard for some money.

No way, let's get it.

Good medicine is bitter, hard meat makes up for the body.

As the big iron pot slowly bubbled, a tempting aroma filled and spread, and the fragrant golden-colored soup and pieces of boiled crispy eagle meat made people appetize just by looking at it.

However, the loneliness of a person is a group of people who do not eat meat.

Pu Jia was curious, ate a little, and quickly pinched her little nose and ran away.

God knows how hard and rough this meat is, just before Yan Junhong spent a lot of effort when chopping meat, at first he actually wanted to steal the sword that was like snow and cut iron and mud to chop, but he couldn't start, and the sword of Hua Ruxue was not left 24 hours a day.

In the back, he almost tore his hands, bit his mouth, and broke his hands...... Anyway, I tried my best to make the meat into very small but uneven pieces......

And then there was this pot of soup.

If there is such a pot of old wine in normal times, the taste is simply beautiful and there is nothing to say.

But now Yan Junhong is pinching his throat in extreme pain, swallowing and chewing!

There's really no way to do it now, no matter how delicious it is, it's enough to eat it all day in a row.

I have only eliminated a small half of it now, and the road is long and long, and there is a long way to go.

I pinched my nose, and when my stomach twitched again and again, I had to swallow it hard.

Fortunately, it is comforting that Yan Junhong obviously feels that his qi and blood are more vigorous than usual, his skin and flesh are firmer, and his bones are hard and soft.

The physique is increasing, and the absorption and refining of the aura by yourself is also much faster than usual, and the cultivation speed is much faster!

……

Yan Junhong's stomach was really upside down, and he felt that his sense of smell, taste, and touch was slowly dulled, as if there was a lump of Xiang in it, and it seemed that it would become tasteless.

But I can't stop, for fear that once I stop, I won't want to eat this pot again.

Finally, in the torture of physical and mental devastation again and again, this pot of eagle meat slowly decreased, and finally even the soup was discontinued.

Wow -

Yan Junhong finally let out a long hiccup, and then collapsed.

The whole body is really flowing with qi, and the physical condition is slowly evolving.

Woe to kill!

If it is really retribution, it is not happy.

On the top of the mountain, the clouds and mist lock the sky, and under the bright sun, it seems to be one after another, across the heaven and earth.

Everywhere is steaming, and the aura is rich.

On this day, Yan Junhong was in retreat and intensified his cultivation, when he suddenly heard a rumbling sound outside, which frightened him and jumped up immediately.

Was there an earthquake?

No, it's not the same as an earthquake.

"Dead White Crane, you quickly hand over those two people to me, my son can't die in vain, he must pay for it with blood!"

"You and I are both beasts, and we are both birds, you actually favor other races, what are your intentions?"

“……”

There was a sharp chirp as if it was about to pierce the eardrum, Yan Junhong listened to it for a while, and then realized that he was looking for revenge!

Nima doesn't come sooner or later!

If I had come earlier, I would have thrown away the eagle's corpse and run away, and I would have been forced to eat such a pot of meat.

If I come later, I'll be able to abuse you out of Xiang!

Now is not the right time!

Yan Junhong hurriedly found Pu Jia, let's hide it first.

Then he saw that Tsuruhei greeted him out, and he was really moved.

It's not me who is wrong these days, I shouldn't be wary of you.

Good...... Good cranes have good rewards!

There is true love in the world.

"Eagle King, life and death are fateful, and the way of heaven is outlined, why bother with the true appearance. Heping persuaded him. "So let's let it go, why cling to the past, let him pass the past, we have to look forward!"

"Damn, are you a stupid cultivator, have you gone mad?"

Yan Junhong also felt a little sympathetic.

But I know that I still watch the excitement silently, and I can't and dare not show up.

Zheng –

The outside form seems to have changed, and the smoke of gunpowder fills the air, as if a war is about to start, and a big war is about to break out.

The crane has a light body, suspended in the air, with a peaceful light around it, exuding a hazy brilliance, elegant like a fairy, surrounded by a misty white mist, like a fairy surrounded by immortal energy.

The long beak is narrow and slender, like a sharp weapon.

The Eagle King's body is about ten meters long, the body is huge, the whole body seems to be made of black gold, flowing cold luster, and now the feathers on his body that are harder than fine iron are almost blown up, and they are dazzling in the sun.

"One is evolving to look better and better, and the other is growing bigger and bigger!" Yan Junhong touched his chin. "But I'll bet five cents, Uncle Crane will win. ”

"Hmm. Pu Jia also showed her little head and nodded.

"Uncle He, don't kill you!" Yan Junhong suddenly remembered and shouted at him.

I really don't want to eat another pot of supplements.

When I saw a creature like an eagle, I suddenly wanted to vomit!