"Chicken ???"

Lei Wushuang glanced at Chen An, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

The Dapeng Golden Eagle, which can condense three golden feathers, is it a chicken in the eyes of the predecessors?

"Wushuang, pull in, there's something delicious tonight!"

Just when Lei Wushuang was stunned, Chen Anzhi's voice sounded in his ears.

Hearing this, Lei Wushuang sighed.

Unexpectedly, the Dapeng Golden Eagle family, which is famous in the demon world, will also be reduced to food one day.

However, haven't tasted what the Dapeng Golden Eagle tastes like?

Thinking of this, Lei Wushuang swallowed his saliva and quickly dragged the bodies of the three Golden Eagle Holy Sons back to the small courtyard.

Rumble!

Just as Chen Anzhi was about to return to the bookstore, a fierce sword aura pierced the sky and landed directly in front of him.

The powerful wave of qi set off, causing Chen Anzhi to stumble and almost fall directly to the ground.

"Heaven does not give birth to my sword and fall into the dust, and the way of the sword is like a long night!"

Smoke and dust rose everywhere, and a faint voice came from a distance.

"Ahem!"

Chen Anzhi waved his hand and fanned the smoke and dust, squinting his eyes and looking ahead.

In a deep pit not far away, Jian Luochen held the spirit sword in his arms, his head was slightly lowered, and his face was covered by scattered long hair, and his aura was full of flavor!

Gan!

Seeing the comer, Chen Anzhi couldn't help but roll his eyes.

Why is this secondary two young man here again?

Also, why do you always like to keep your head down? Are you afraid that others will see your amazing face?

"Boss, I'm here!" Jian Luochen raised his eyebrows, maintained his posture, and said respectfully.

"I'm sorry, the bookstore is closed!"

Chen Anzhi took a step back, and when he returned to the small courtyard, he had to close the door directly.

Boom!

However, just as the courtyard gate was about to close, the head of the sword falling dust was directly inserted and caught by the door.

"Boss, I'm here to tell you something!"

Even though his head was caught by the door, Sword Falling Dust still didn't raise his head.

"The Nine Emperor Princes of the Great Xia Dynasty have regained the throne, and the demonic path in the Dynasty has been completely cleared!"

Jian Luochen spoke extremely fast, for fear that if he was slow for a second, he would be driven out by Chen Anzhi.

Hearing the words of the sword falling into the dust, Chen Anzhi's hand closed the door for a moment.

"Really?" asked Chen Anzhi suspiciously.

That's a dynasty, Zhou Hao has only been gone for two days, and he has taken the throne back?

Is the advice I gave outrageously strong?

Could it be that I also have emperor-level qualifications in terms of imperial power?

Thinking of this, Chen Anzhi had the idea of going out to a secular dynasty to be a prime minister or something.

"Then come in!"

Chen Anzhi opened the courtyard door, welcomed the sword falling into the dust, and shouted behind him at the same time:

"Wushuang, your brother is here, come out to greet you!"

In the bookstore, Lei Wushuang, who had just put down the Golden Eagle Holy Son, hurriedly ran out.

However, when he saw the sword fall into the dust, the smile on his face instantly froze.

"You're here?"

Chen Anzhi: ......

Come on, the second middle school youth and Tie Hanhan encountered again.

"You talk, I'll cook!"

Chen Anzhi found an excuse, and the bookstore pulled Mu Ruyi to the kitchen, leaving the battlefield to Jian Luochen and Lei Wushuang.

In the inner hall of the bookstore, Lei Wushuang and Jian Luochen sat opposite each other.

Lei Wushuang had a pair of dark eyes, staring at the sword in front of him.

And Jian Luochen lowered his head and looked at Lei Wushuang with the middle line of his hair.

"Why have you stayed here with your seniors?" Sword Falling Dust was the first to make a move.

"Heh, the dignified Holy Land Holy Son of the Sword Dao, the sword idiot, will also care about this?" Lei Wushuang sneered.

"Hmph, I'm worried that your existence will lower the pattern of your predecessors, you stupid pig with a brain not as big as a walnut!"

Syllable!

Lei Wushuang slapped the table, glared angrily, and counterattacked: "You also have the face to raise your IQ? You idiot who only knows how to study martial arts, and doesn't even have a brain!"

Rumble!

In an instant, a terrifying sword aura erupted from the sword falling into the dust body and attacked towards Lei Wushuang.

At the same time, Lei Wushuang's body also lit up countless pitch-black arcs, resisting the sword qi that fell into the dust.

In the inner hall, the pitch-black arc and the sword qi visible to the naked eye each occupy half of the sky, constantly colliding and eroding, no matter how high or low!

Seeing that Lei Wushuang was able to compete with him, although Jian Luochen was expressionless, he still set off a trace of waves in his heart.

Thinking back to three years ago, Lei Wushuang was still a mortal who was struggling to awaken the Desolate Thunder God Body.

But now, he can actually compete with him!

You must know that Sword Falling Dust has been famous in the Eastern Wilderness for a long time, and among the younger generation, its strength is enough to rank in the top five.

Even Liu Shiran of the Heavenly Thunder Holy Land, when he saw the sword falling into the dust, he had to take a detour.

"Is this the benefit of staying by the side of the seniors?" Jian Luochen's heart was hot.

Lei Wushuang raised his head with a proud expression.

During this time, I was whipped by my predecessors every day, and my growth rate was unbelievable.

Now, it is the famous sword idiot in the Eastern Wilderness, and he can fight.

Syllable!

It's just that just when Lei Wushuang and Jian Luochen hurt each other, Mu Ruyi took a plate of food and slapped it on the table.

"What are you doing! Ready to eat!"

Mu Ruyi's beautiful eyes glared at the two fiercely, and returned to the kitchen again.

"Okay, Ruyi!" Lei Wushuang hurriedly restrained the aura on his body and beckoned to Mu Ruyi's back.

"Hmph, lick the dog!" Sword Luochen also retracted his sword qi and said disdainfully.

"What do you know, this Holy Son is called affectionate! Do you know what affectionate is?" Lei Wushuang said arrogantly.

In this regard, Jian Luochen glanced at Lei Wushuang with the middle line, and did not speak.

After a while, the table was full of delicious food, and just looking at it made your fingers appetizing!

In the end, Chen Anzhi took a pot of thick soup and took out the main event.

"Wow!

Lei Wushuang looked at the table full of delicious food, and couldn't help but swallow fiercely and said, a pair of eyes almost bulging out.

Seeing Lei Wushuang's appearance, Jian Luochen felt even more disdainful in his heart.

"Hmph, they are already monks in the Xuanling Realm, and they still like to eat such omnivorous grains!" Jian Luochen said sarcastically.

It's just that the predecessors have experienced the life of mortals, can't Lei Wushuang still control his appetite?

With someone like this that you can't control yourself, how can you reach the pinnacle on the path of martial arts in the future?

"Falling dust, come, your chopsticks!"

Chen Anzhi didn't know what Jian Luochen was thinking, and handed him a pair of dishes and chopsticks.

"I'm sorry, boss, I've already Bigu, I don't like to eat such things, forgive me!"

Jian Luochen was outspoken, and he did not shy away from it at all.

Hearing this, Chen Anzhi was stunned for a moment, and then smiled: "That's really a pity!"

Chen Anzhi took back the dishes and chopsticks, turned around and opened the lid of the soup pot.

In an instant, a rich fragrance rushed to the face.

Sword Dust shrugged the tip of his nose.

The mellow fragrance wafted in, cut down the nostrils and into the mouth, as if turning into substance, teasing his taste buds and immediately making him appetite.

Too...... It's so fragrant!

Rao is sword falling dust, his state of mind was like stagnant water, and now there was a trace of ripples.

Goo!

Jian Luochen swallowed hard, and his head, which had been lowered, finally raised a point.

"That...... Boss, I want the chopsticks!"

"It's not that I want to eat it, but I just think that if I take it out, I will waste it if I don't use it!"