"Well, here's it." Lady Red was in a great mood, smiling, and threw a good Western-style sword on the bar.

Xia Yan wiped the table for a moment, and the system gave him a hint:

"Unknown sub-legendary item detected."

“？？？”

Sensing Xia Yan's confusion, Ms. Hong said in a natural tone: "This is the money for the meal, I am very satisfied with the "Frost Worm Sashimi Banquet", and then I deeply feel that such a delicacy must be exchanged for items of equivalent value or entrustment, and ordinary gold coins and treasures are no longer enough to settle the bill." ”

This, as a store manager, snatched all the lines from me.

Xia Yan's eyebrows jumped twice, and he didn't have the heart to rush to get the props, according to the systematic appraisal standards, he already had the nominal "artifact" of the Eternal Spirit Knife and the Garuda Knife, and his attitude was unexpectedly calm at this moment.

I thought of the food cell refining item that I had thrown into the inventory and treasured for a long time.

Xia Yan's heart jumped.

No, the opportunity has come to your door!

"Ahem, ma'am, can we discuss it?"

"You don't seem to be interested in secondary artifacts?"

The red-haired, red-eyed mature lady sat on a high chair at the bar, subconsciously cocked Erlang's legs, and the opening on the waist side of the long skirt of the dress allowed the two long legs to be perfectly exposed.

Xia Yan didn't do anything false, and directly put forward the conditions:

"I would definitely be very happy if I could exchange the props I paid for with your divine blood."

God's blood?

Ms. Hong opened her eyes unexpectedly, stared at him fixedly for a few seconds, and the corners of her mouth curled slightly: "It seems that Store Manager Xia is also coveting the power of transcending the mortal world, and is unwilling to be a mortal store manager who will live, grow old, sick and die." ”

"Hmm."

"Considering that such a chef who has repeatedly pleased me, if he has a limited lifespan, he will get sick, his blood will decay, and his cooking skills will decline, not to mention that the quality of the food he cooks will deteriorate, and it will never be possible to develop new dishes...... My heart hurts when I think about the future, what's going on? ”

After speaking, the words changed.

"How much do you need? I'll give! ”

"Probably ......"

"A bowl?"

Xia Yan felt that the amount of a bowl was just right, no more and no less, if it was a human professional, he would definitely not dare to ask for a bowl of blood, but the lady's body was a demon dragon, and that huge body, a bowl of blood might not be slightly injured in comparison.

Ms. Red didn't say anything, just looked at him deeply, put away the sub-artifact she had paid for, and then stood up from the bar chair and went to the open kitchen.

"Alright."

A few seconds later, a bowl of blood wrapped in a scorching breath was placed in front of Xia Yan's eyes.

Xia Yan was stunned, his face was strange.

This action is amazing, lady, he didn't even see the red lady with his back to him, where the blood was released.

"I've wrapped this blood with divine power, otherwise it would be difficult to find a container in the world."

"Of course, this is also what you call a means of 'freshness'."

"With my divine power wrap, you don't have to worry about being hurt by the amazing power in your blood."

"And then this blood will be fine for 10,000 years, tsk, you can treat it as some kind of strange treasure and put it in your own exhibition room."

The red lady sat back in her chair, her complexion still ruddy, and there was no weakness that had lost her essence and blood.

Belch.

To make a female dragon weak, how much blood does it have to be drawn?

Xia Yan shook his head and decided not to dwell on this issue, anyway, the blood had already turned over and the goal was achieved, he didn't mind Ms. Hong's quipping words at all, and even put the joke back:

"Madam, don't worry, I'm not a pervert, and I won't take your essence and blood to the bed to do shameful things."

“？” Unexpectedly, Ms. Hong's face was confused, "What else can you do to be ashamed?" ”

“……”

The void enjoys a lifespan of tens of thousands of years, and the degree of information reception is far less than that of those women in the new era who brush their necks or discuss the feasibility of ***** a certain posture with their girlfriends in the information age of the Blue Star Network.

Even, the six pillar gods are all otaku girls, but the degree of the house is different.

Ms. Red is strictly a maverick.

It's hard to hear.

It's just that he doesn't have any friends, and he doesn't have a girlfriend who can open a yellow tone and say yellow jokes.

Forget it, give up playing dirty jokes with a "pure" tens of thousands of years old housegirl, Xia Yan suddenly asked:

"Ma'am, do you mind 'eating' your own blood?"

Why did the conversation turn to this again?

Ms. Hong, who felt that the topic had turned into the wind, was a little unable to keep up with Xia Yan's thinking and was a little confused.

"Eat?!"

"Yes, you wait here, I'll be right back."

Xia Yan went downstairs, went to his bedroom, and locked the door.

Even if it is Ms. Hong, in the field of "cat house", she can't explore every corner at will, and before entrusting Ms. Red to modify the rules of the strange things in the cat house, Xia Yan was also worried that Ms. Hong would quietly open the back door, but let the existence of the vase in the room, after carefully inspecting the strange thing bell behind the door of the cat house late at night, prove that Ms. Red disdains this inferior method.

Therefore, Xia Yan at the moment is not worried that he will be aware and annoyed by Ms. Hong if he "steals" the power in the divine blood after taking the props.

His heart was hot, and Xia Yan took out a god-level cell refining prop.

On the table, the black mist at the mouth of the vase surged, and a surprised voice came out:

"Did you get the red divine blood?"

"Well, a bowl."

"......" Black Mist didn't say anything more and fell silent.

Xia Yan could vaguely perceive the sight projected in the black mist, but the seal of this vase was repeatedly blessed, and the existence inside was more like a special staff advisor he hid in the bedroom after losing the threat.

"Hey, if you can refine the red divine power, it won't be a waste, right?"

"Of course!"

The 'Staff Advisor' said in a leisurely tone: "Did you know that Seven Colors is the only surviving child of the Dragon God after Ragnarok in the old world. ”

"Legend has it that He is the source of the seven colors."

"He is the Mother of Dragons."

"Perhaps, you can peek into the mystery of the old dragon god in the red blood of the gods, so as to judge the authenticity of this legend."

"Really?"

Xia Yan couldn't deny it, and took out the syringe props.

The system beeps and prompts:

"Targeted—Red Divine Blood (Legendary)."

"Meets the scope of prop use."

"Current number of uses: 11."

"Isn't it?"

Xia Yan gritted his teeth, "Use!" ”

The syringe didn't need Xia Yan to do anything, and it automatically probed into this bowl of divine blood, and the invisible membrane wrapped in the divine blood of the red lady couldn't prevent the tip of the needle at all, and it was pierced with a "snort".

Soon, in the transparent syringe container, some strange light red liquid appeared, much like serum.

At this time, the divine power membrane was still normal, but the bowl of divine blood inside, visible to the naked eye, lost a trace of golden majesty, and the scorching aura that lingered before was quickly extinguished.

The refined prop information is reflected in Xia Yan's eyes at this moment:

""Gourmet Cell: Red (Legendary)."

"Description: In the world of "Otherworld Canteen", the power essence of the pillar god 'red', his body is a red dragon, and the red dragon is the embodiment of evil, chaos and destruction in many fantasy planes."

"—The Evil Dragon of the World."