Her wrist was reversed, as if broken, and in the middle of the ring, the bull that rushed out galloped away, and she moved her hands in unison, grabbed the two Xuanji knives beside her, and slashed forward.

Three cold lights passed, but her figure was ten meters away from the stove, and then looked at the galloping cow, still galloping, without the slightest idea of stopping. At this moment, the hearts of all the people around him were raised.

"Mou!" the galloping ox raised its head and shouted, but its legs trembled, and it fell violently at the feet of Feng Qingge, the whole back shook, the firm skin slowly unfolded, and the flesh inside appeared, but not a drop of blood spilled out.

Brush!

Bu Jinyu's face was even more ugly, such a knife skill was something he couldn't practice. Feng Qingge is only twenty years old now, how can he practice such sword skills!

After taking the beef essence meat, Feng Qingge did not stop, put down the Xuanji knife in her hand, and waved her right hand lightly, the burning stick that seemed to be the size of an earring immediately became the length of a rolling pin, divided into two, her eyes closed slightly, held the burning stick in her hand, and slammed it down.

If the burning stick was still sober now, I'm afraid that he would have scolded the dead wind and singing lightly, and he dared to use it to beat the beef, and such a fat man often used the burning stick to grill and barbecue!

"Bang bang bang......" her hands kept beating on the meat, leaving only a piece of afterimage, she didn't care about the eyes of others at all, at the moment when the fine meat was completely beaten into foam, the ghost knife appeared, and that series of movements made everyone stunned.

"Hehe......" A shallow laugh came out, Su Xiaoyin didn't know when he took the zither on the side, plucked the strings at will, and sang with a clear voice: "The cold cicada is poignant, the long pavilion is late, and the shower is ...... at the beginning."

It was actually the Yulin bell that Feng Qingge subconsciously said just now, she was just a temporary song, and the bleak music echoed, and in her singing, it seemed completely different.

The people sitting around also slowly closed their eyes, listened to Su Xiaoyin's tune, watched the wind singing in a trance, and continued to work on the stove.

"Affectionate parting since ancient times, and even more so can be snubbed by the Qingqiu Festival. Where to wake up tonight? Willow bank, the wind and the waning moon. This past year should be a good day and a good time. Even though there are thousands of styles, who can I say to whom!" The last carved dragon turned, Feng Qingge put down the ghost knife in his hand, and Su Xiaoyin continued to sing.

Her hands were extremely fast, she took out the three-layer saucer and placed it, in the steam, extremely ethereal, covered the last lid, Feng Qingge wiped her fingers, looked at Su Xiaoyin indifferently, and smiled, she was grateful.

Su Xiaoyin also smiled, the last note fell, she took the wine on the side and drank it quietly.

"Your Majesty, please taste. Five words, pulling everyone back to reality, the tactful and sad singing voice makes people's hearts palpitate, coupled with Su Xiaoyin's singing voice, all the people feel sour, not a taste.

Okay?

The people who came to their senses hurriedly looked at the stove in the center, I don't know when the moon has gone up in the sky, they are intoxicated in the song, and they actually forget the time?

Luo Ran was even more embarrassed, and was actually brought into the song by Su Xiaoyin, but was the wind light song done so quickly?

Looking at the three-layer things, Luo Ran almost burst out laughing, the essence in her eyes flashed, and she smiled disdainfully: "Princess Cen, this is what you did? ”

"Your Majesty, everyone has their own heaven and earth in their hearts, their moods are different, and the things they make are naturally different, the little princess can make it, she is already superior, I want to taste it, what is the taste of this dish. The corners of his mouth rose upward, and Su Xiaoyin was about to stretch out his hand.

Just didn't wait for Luo Ran to speak, Su Jing'er on the side was angry, slapped the table suddenly, and said angrily: "Enough, look at what kind of system you have become, don't think that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince spoils you, you can do whatever you want." Today is a dinner party arranged for the adults of the Gayageum, what is your business, why don't you step down quickly, what are you doing here!"

"Oh?" Raising his eyebrows slightly, Su Xiaoyin couldn't help but feel funny, his eyes fell on Yuzhi's body, and he said softly: "So, Lord of Gayageum, can I eat it?"

"Naturally. Without superfluous words, Yuzhi put down his glass and said, not taking this matter to heart at all.

Su Jing'er was even more angry, her whole body trembled, and she hurriedly turned to look at Murong Hao, and shouted complainingly: "Your Majesty, in front of Lord Gayageum, I can't tolerate her nonsense." ”

"Shut up, the adults have agreed, what are you messing about!" Murong Hao was willing to listen to Su Jing'er's words, and immediately pushed her away, his beard cocked to both sides, and he said with a smile: "Xiao Yin, right, you can eat as much as you want, this dish, it is made to make people eat, come, eat, eat, see what this is all about......"

The meaning behind him was not spoken, Murong Hao had already lifted the cover in front of him, but the white smoke gushing out dispersed, enveloping the surroundings, as if he was in a fairyland.

The smoke that obscured the sky and the sun, completely blocking the moonlight, was hazy, and nothing could be seen clearly. Gradually, in the white mist, the little starlight flashed, faintly, illuminating the night. It's like the stars in the sky tonight, drawing different patterns.

The breeze gradually rose, gently floating white smoke, and in front of him, the thick fog gradually dispersed, white jade pillars, pillars red tiles and green, where the clouds intersected, faintly visible floating figures, as if dancing, and as if busy in the air, they were never seen.

"Is this an immortal?" The people who watched all this in front of them widened their eyes even more, and they couldn't help but swallow their saliva, looking at this incredible scene. The picture of heaven is now presented in front of their eyes so realistically, how can they not be shocked!

Look closer, they actually stepped on this cloud and mist, and those stars were around them! And above their heads, the three lotus stone pillars were in full bloom, and the fairy aura was surrounding, and in their ears, the sound of light water ticking echoed, incomparably ethereal.

Just when they wanted to get closer to this fairyland, their feet sank, as if weightless, falling downward, and the stars were still above their heads, but at this moment, where were they still on the Moon Pavilion, surrounded by no woods, the breeze in their ears was continuous, enjoying the breath of the sun, as if they smelled the taste of early spring, faint, sweet, and difficult to let go.

And the stars in the sky, dividing the night into two, as if blocked by something, made people feel inexplicable pressure. It's like the sky is on different sides, which makes people feel tight.

This book is derived from the king of books