Han Feng didn't enter the Dragon Space, nor did he barbecue, considering that Yueli was a little tired of eating dragon scale tiger barbecue, he planned to change his approach.

Let's cook the meat once, there is a small kitchen in the newly renovated large suite, and you can use the yuan stone to stimulate the fire of vitality, which is safe and pollution-free!

It shouldn't be as unpalatable as it used to be......

Han Feng opened the fire mouth, and the red Yuan Qi flame began to rise, the temperature of the flame activated by the Yuan Qi was extremely high, and in less than half a minute, the water in the pot had already boiled.

"Well, just in case, put less condiments to keep the original taste of dragon scale tiger meat, so that even if it won't be too delicious, it won't run away and the taste will be too unpalatable, dragon scale tiger meat is originally very fragrant. Han Feng thought so and put in some salt. Cut the unique ingredients of the Dragon God Continent - spicy grass, fragrant herbs. Hey, do you want to add this hemp tongue flower? Hmm...... Add a little more, it seems to be crispy and numb, it should feel good?

This is the fruit of the magnanimity, it tastes good, add a little.

This is......

This is......

Add this.

......

Unconsciously, Han Feng seemed to have added a lot of things.

A large pot of meat was stewed, and Han Feng was sweating profusely from being roasted by the fire of vitality, however, it was finally stewed.

"Well, it smells good, it's fragrant, I'll taste it first. ”

Han Feng picked up a piece of meat, blew it cold, and threw it into his mouth.

Crispy, numb, delicious!

Water, where is the water!

Yueli walked into the kitchen, sniffing lightly with her little nose: "It's so fragrant, Han Feng, what are you doing delicious?"

"It's so fragrant, it's well cooked, I'll taste it. ”

“bou nong chu。 Han Feng hurriedly opened his mouth to remind, hey, why can't I speak clearly?

Yueli quickly put the meat into her mouth, she is an ice and fire dragon, not afraid of cold or hot.

The next moment, Yueli's face turned purple!

"What does this taste like?!What about my tongue???

Han Feng, you did a good job!

Yueli picked up the cauldron, carried Han Feng, opened his mouth, and began to pour soup into it!

Han Feng: "Goo, goo...... "What about my throat, what about my stomach? Why are they all numb? Why are they all gone?"

Yueli shook her ice-blue hair, threw down the cauldron, and walked away, a pot of soup had all entered Han Feng's stomach, and only a pot of meat remained.

Han Feng hurriedly took the clean water on the side and rinsed his mouth frantically.

It's over, it's over, the tongue is gone.

"Brother Han Feng, what's wrong with Sister Yueli, why did you go into the house without saying a word?"

Well, it smells good. Isn't Brother Han Feng cooking meat? Why is there only meat and no soup? No matter, it's too fragrant, let's eat a piece first.

Seeing that Mo gently picked up the chopsticks and was about to pick up the meat, Han Feng immediately snatched her chopsticks over, shook his head and waved at her again and again.

“bou nong chu，bou nong chu......”

Mo tilted his head slightly, looked at Han Feng's movements, listened to Han Feng's unclear language, pondered for a long time, and said tentatively, "Can't eat?"

Han Feng nodded frantically.

"Oh, could it be that Sister Yueli ate the meat and then ......" Mo gently felt that he understood something.

The two of them came out of the kitchen, and Han Feng sighed without saying a word.

He took a pen and paper from the table and wrote: The meat is boiled.

Han Xiaohuan looked at Han Feng, tried to hold back a smile, and then said, "Husband, leave the matter of cooking meat to me in the future." ”

Han Feng sighed, nodded, and then shook his head again.

What if, the system has a special task for him to cook meat?

The system will definitely give up a task ......to make him cook meat!

The dog at the door barked without barking.

Someone's coming.

The person who came was Li Xiaoman, and she came to inform Han Feng that the freshmen would go to the garrison camp for training tomorrow.

“li xua jiea，qeng jing。 Han Feng said indistinctly.

Li Xiaoman looked at Han Feng strangely and walked in.

"Brother Han, your throat, no, your mouth, it's not, your tongue is ......" Li Xiaoman judged for a long time before he could barely find the reason why Han Feng couldn't speak clearly.

Han Feng sighed and wrote on the paper: The meat I cooked is poisonous.

Li Xiaoman: "......" This guy shouldn't have eaten the meat he cooked, right? How could the meat be poisonous?

"Miss Li wants to try it?" Han Feng continued to write, he felt that it was too unfair to write by himself all the time!

Li Xiaoman hurriedly shook his head: "Don't bother, the superintendent asked me to tell you, prepare your things, and go to the garrison camp tomorrow for three months." ”

Han Feng nodded and wrote on the paper: Is there anything to pay attention to?

"Yes, you can't bring your family with you this time, you can go alone. Also, here's what you need to prepare. Li Xiaoman prepared a piece of paper.

Han Feng nodded, picked up the paper and looked at it, and smiled, it was very similar to the military training when he was in school in his previous life.

He put the piece of paper down and wrote the words thank you on the other piece of paper.

Li Xiaoman smiled slightly, "Brother Han, I'll leave first, there are other students waiting for me to inform you, ...... Rinse your mouth more. ”

Han Feng sighed and sent Li Xiaoman out of the suite.

Yueli walked out of her room and rushed to Han Feng: "Yia Hu......"

She angrily picked up the pen and wrote on the paper: In the future, only barbecue is allowed, not boiled!

Han Feng nodded busily.

Before he learned to cook meat, he would never give the boiled meat to Yueli to eat.

It's unstable.

Then he wrote: Month-end rating, thirty!

Don't! Han Feng was about to burst into tears.

This meal, everyone went to the No. 1 canteen. Han Feng bought a lot of delicious food for Yueli to reverse her image in her heart and save the month-end score.

After eating, everyone went to sleep, and Han Feng entered the evening cultivation.

With a large pot of broth in his stomach, Han Feng felt that the vitality in his body was surging, just waiting for him to refine it.

In one night, he opened another Yuan vein and condensed a dragon vein.

Now, he was already a cultivator of the Eleven Yuan Vein Realm and the Five Dragon Vein Realm.

Of course, it's still a beginner rookie.

Full of vitality, Han Feng sank his consciousness into the depths of his mind again.

Feng Yiqing still has a soul bead in his hand waiting for him to deal with.

......

"Have you thought about it?" Feng Yiqing asked, "Do you want to condense the soldiers?"

"Yes, teacher, on the path of cultivation, the disciple feels that he can't cower. Han Feng said solemnly that this was his final decision.

Maybe it was because he saw Yang Qian'er's failure, which had a certain impact on Han Feng.

"Since you have decided so...... Alas, so be it. Feng Yiqing sighed, and at the same time reflected on himself, whether he was really too timid before.

Is it because people are getting old?

"Concentrate on it, I will split your soul for you with the Soul Dividing Bead. Feng Yiqing said.

"Mr. Xie. Han Feng's consciousness turned into a human form, and he bowed heavily in the face of the wind.

Obviously rejected the teacher's wishes, but the teacher still spared no effort to help himself.

"Teacher, the disciple's dragon points have been saved enough, and they can be exchanged for dragon blood body shaping skills. Han Feng thought silently.

Feng Yiqing played out one trick after another, hitting the soul beads, and the soul beads began to float, emitting a dark light.

"Cracked. Feng Yiqing pointed at the sword, and slashed towards Han Feng's consciousness, Han Feng felt that something on his body had disappeared, and he touched all over his body, but he didn't find what he had lost.

What the wind also swept away was just the purest trace of soul.

This trace of soul was guided into the Soul Bead, and the power of the Soul Bead began to make this soul grow, gradually turning from a trace to a mass, and the black light continued to restrain until it disappeared.

"Alright. Feng Yiqing threw the Soul Splitting Bead to Han Feng, "The Soul Splitting has been formed, whether it is refined into a life-saving Soul Split, or condensed into a Soldier Spirit, you can do it yourself, if you change your mind, come to me again." ”

Han Feng bowed heavily, and his consciousness returned.