Dog Demon Patriarch? Chang Zhaowen stared at the visitor incredulously, why did he come? Hasn't he already settled the money for the Cold Shadow Knife with the empty air!

"Boy, I've used my demonic energy to seal your alchemy cauldron that is about to explode, but I can't hold on for long!" The Dog Demon Patriarch clenched his huge teeth tightly, his huge body was stretched straight, and he seemed to be exerting his strength, and the strong demon qi was pouring out of the Dog Demon Patriarch's body, converging into a strong white light that fell on the alchemy cauldron. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

It seems that when the alchemy cauldron exploded just now, thanks to the help of the Dog Demon Patriarch, a storm was avoided.

Chang Zhaowen nodded gratefully at the dog demon patriarch, it seems that we have to hurry up now and solve all the troubles now.

Hey? Chang Zhaowen held the wooden spoon and didn't move for a long time, even he couldn't understand the boiling soup in the kettle.

This soup is divided into clear soup and white soup, the clear soup is transparent and bright, and the white soup has a milky milky white color. Traditionally, people think that white soup is more nourishing, but modern science believes that white soup is more popular because it dissolves fat, and it is difficult for the old and new schools to reach a consensus.

Chang Zhaowen's stew today should have been a clear soup, and after carefully skimming off the fat and foam on the surface of the soup, the soup should have a clear amber color, but now, Chang Zhaowen pulled his ears, it hurt! Isn't this really a hallucination?

It's clear!

I can't think of any other adjectives other than this word. The Jing River is clear, the Wei River is muddy, and when the two rivers meet, because of the huge difference in sediment content, it presents a natural wonder that one is clear and one turbidity flows into one river at the same time, but it does not blend with each other.

And this scene actually happened in his soup kettle!

The soup on the left is clear and bright, and it looks like a good clear soup. And the thick white on the right side is a perfect example of white soup. This innocence each occupies half of the space of the alchemy cauldron, and they are all boiling and tumbling under the urging of the blue tongue of fire, but they do not blend with each other.

Chang Zhaowen felt that he had one head and two big, what was the situation, could it be that this medicine refining kettle had its own mandarin duck hot pot attributes? It's so unscientific!

The Dog Demon Patriarch behind him pushed forward with both palms, forcibly injecting another wave of demonic energy into the light net bound to the alchemy cauldron that had been completely completed, and his body began to tremble violently: "Hurry up, my demon power is almost at the limit!" ”

It's too late, now is not the time to be stunned, but the question arises again, should he scoop the white soup and clear soup into the small kettle at the same time? Or is the white soup in one kettle and the clear soup in the other?

Touch! Chang Zhaowen's heart suddenly beat violently, and an electric current ran through his whole body from head to toe, and here it again, the kind of resonant palpitations that only come out when using it hit him again, at this moment, there was only one thought left in his mind, this soup couldn't move!

Chang Zhaowen turned his head sideways and shouted to the Dog Demon Patriarch: "Please, hold on a little longer!" With a roar, he took off his coat, wrapped it around the cracked cauldron, and threw himself on the kettle with open arms!

Does this kid want to die? The Dog Demon Patriarch snorted, the huge energy in the kettle was like a pool full of water, the water was still increasing, but there was no way to discharge the flood, all he did now was to use his powerful demon qi to forcibly strengthen the pool, so that the pool would not break now.

But even if he is as powerful as him, in the face of the ever-growing energy in the kettle, he gradually feels powerless, this ordinary human wants to fight with his physical body just by virtue of his brute strength, this is not a mantis arm as a car!

When Chang Zhaowen's arms touched the wall of the kettle, his body shook violently, and he didn't feel the burning heat he imagined, but there was a strange tingling sensation. Chang Zhaowen closed his eyes, feeling that his spiritual power seemed to be involved in that innocent torrent......

There seemed to be countless red points of light flashing in the clear soup, but in the white soup were slender white energy bars, the two forces collided with each other, and every time they touched, a new energy burst out.

Chang Zhaowen used his will to control these points of light to get closer to the white energy little by little, and at the same time forcibly tore a small hole in the white energy, and slowly stuffed the light points into the small opening, as if operating countless greedy snakes to eat beans at the same time.

It's done! Chang Zhaowen opened his eyes, and the giant alchemy cauldron burst out with a low explosion, and a red and white mushroom cloud rose from the open mouth of the cauldron with a "boom".

In an instant, a strange aroma spread in the air, the unique meat aroma of wild boar in the dark night, the temptation of dopamine that stirred the heart of tomatoes, the powerful energy contained in the skin of the carrion poison toad, and the fragrance of blood fruit wine, plus the essence of more than ten flavors of vanilla, stimulated everyone's sense of smell.

The Gray Armor Corps, which had fled far away before, brought a large group of onlookers, like a tide, to surround the small miscellaneous No. 44.

"Boy, it's all right, right?" The Dog Demon Patriarch breathed a sigh of relief.

"Yes, thanks to you."

Chang Zhaowen's hand pressed down, and the fire on the dragon's fat bone flashed, and all of them were extinguished. The two incompatible forces in the soup kettle had fused together perfectly at this time, and the white jade-like soup had a ruby color on it. Night wild boar, tomatoes, carrion poisonous toad skin, blood fruit wine, and vanilla have all been turned into soup spirits at this moment, and it is strange to say that so many ingredients, after this stewing, only a small mass of residue remains.

The Dog Demon Patriarch clasped his hands to his chest and gathered the remaining demonic qi back into his body, leaving only a faint trace of demonic qi to strengthen the alchemy cauldron. Now that the energy in the soup has calmed down, there shouldn't be any more problems.

Guangfu Lao Huoliang soup also only eats soup, does not eat ingredients, Chang Zhaowen carefully fished out the soup residue, took a small white bowl, filled a bowl of soup, and walked to the dog demon patriarch with the soup bowl in both hands.

"Patriarch, Yecai toad soup, please use it!"

"Good! Good! Good! The dog demon patriarch excitedly said three good words in a row, carefully took the soup bowl, and drank it all.

Eh, this is not wine, you don't need to take a sip! He has invested heavily in this soup, it is all good ingredients, and the taste should not be said...... Chang Zhaowen shook his head helplessly, as a chef, he likes to see the joy of tasting delicious food, if it wasn't for the dog demon patriarch who helped him a lot, he would have gone crazy a long time ago.

The dog demon patriarch smashed his mouth, returned the empty bowl to Chang Zhaowen, and a fiery red rose on his face: "This soup is energetic, I like it!" ”

Poof! A large lump of viscous blood slipped from the huge mouth of the Dog Demon Patriarch and fell to the ground with a splash of blood!