On the table, Jian Luochen looked at the thick soup in the casserole, and his saliva couldn't help but flow down.

If it weren't for the last shred of reason, I'm afraid he couldn't help but pounce directly.

The dishes and chopsticks that Chen Anzhi was about to take back just now were also snatched away by the sword falling dust.

When the heat dissipates and the sword falls into the dust, I want to know what kind of ingredients it is, and it will be so fragrant!

"Well, a chicken?"

Seeing the ingredients in the casserole, Jian Luochen was slightly stunned.

It's not that he hasn't eaten chicken, even if he is a chef with excellent cooking skills in the Heavenly Sword Holy Land, he can't make such a fragrant chicken soup.

Why can?

Wait a minute!

However, soon, Sword Dust discovers something different.

On the head of the chicken in the casserole, there are also three golden feathers.

"This ...... This is not a chicken, but a Dapeng golden eagle !!"

"And it's also the Dapeng Golden Eagle that condenses three golden feathers!"

The sword fell into the dust, and a storm was set off in his heart.

As we all know, the Dapeng Golden Eagle family contains the blood of the Peacock Daming King in their bodies.

And only the purest Dapeng golden eagle can condense the peacock feather.

Three peacock golden feathers, the sword fell into the dust, and his face suddenly turned pale.

"Golden Eagle ...... Holy Son!"

Only the golden eagle saint son of the Dapeng Golden Eagle clan condensed three peacock golden feathers on the top of his head.

Jian Luochen once came to the door to challenge the Golden Eagle Holy Son.

It's a pity that the Golden Eagle Holy Son was in retreat at that time, and the sword fell into the dust and killed a few Dapeng Golden Eagles, and then left.

Looking at the Golden Eagle Holy Son who was lying quietly in the pot, still bubbling with fragrance, Jian Luochen felt as if his throat was being choked, and even breathing became difficult.

O son of the golden eagle!

The mainstay of the younger generation of the demon clan, the powerhouse at the peak of the law phase.

Now, it's actually become a chicken soup...... Oh no, carved soup?

Jian Luochen remembered that he used to regard the other party as an opponent, and now he was about to make soup with the other party, and a sense of absurdity arose.

It's really ...... It's incredible!

What's more, the means of the predecessors are too strong!

Taking the Golden Eagle Holy Son as food, the entire Xianfan Continent is probably the only one.

Jian Luochen swallowed his saliva, and his heart became more determined.

In the future, you must not provoke your predecessors.

Otherwise, who knows if the next one to lie in the pot will be himself?

"Old ...... Boss!" Jian Luochen turned his head stiffly and looked at Chen Anzhi,

"This ...... Is it really edible?"

Chen Anzhi glanced at the sword and took out a bottle of hot sauce from the silver box.

"Come on, with this, it's even better!"

Chen Anzhi sandwiched a piece of white-cut chicken to Jian Luochen.

Jian Luochen swallowed his saliva again, tremblingly picked up the piece of meat, and was stunned for a long time.

"I used to respect you as an opponent, but now it's just at this point, I have to move, don't worry, I'll only eat a piece!"

The sword fell into the dust and stuffed the carved flesh into his mouth.

The carved flesh melted in the mouth, and the whole person was like an electric shock, and he suddenly trembled.

The smell of flesh rippled between his lips and teeth, and the trembling sound was an indescribable fragrance that spread throughout his mouth and could not be dispersed for a long time.

This also ...... It's delicious!

Jian Luochen's eyes lit up, staring at the food on the table.

Unexpectedly, he would be able to eat such a treasure in his lifetime!

Golden Eagle Holy Son, you are really strong!

Subsequently, without Chen Anzhi's politeness, it was difficult for Jian Luochen to restrain himself, so he directly pulled up his sleeves and began to eat in large pieces.

Previously, he despised Lei Wushuang in his heart, saying that he was greedy for appetite and it was difficult to reach the peak of martial arts, but he had already left it behind.

Chen Anzhi was stunned as he watched the sword falling into the dust that was gobbling up on the side, and almost cursed.

Who just said Bigu?

Who just said not to eat it?

If you say yes, don't you bend your waist for five buckets of rice?

You've folded your waist out.

On the other side, Lei Wushuang, Mu Ruyi, Wangcai and Que Xiaofang also exerted their strength at the same time.

The four of them were like starving ghosts reincarnated, eager to eat all the plates in their stomachs.

In a short time, a table of delicious food was emptied.

Jian Luochen touched his round belly with a satisfied face.

How long has it been since he'd eaten such a delicious meal?

Just when Jian Luochen sighed in his heart, he suddenly felt that his whole body became extremely hot.

Boom Boom!

Before he could think about it, his brain exploded in vain, and inexplicable artistic conceptions poured in crazily, and Dao Yun was like a tide, wrapping him wave after wave.

At the same time, Yuan Hai, who was as calm as water in his body, suddenly rioted, and his spiritual energy surged, pouring into his limbs and hundreds of remains.

This aura is so huge that it almost drowns the sword in the dust.

"Steady, steady!"

Jian Luochen hurriedly closed his eyes and guarded his heart, and began to refine the aura in his body.

I don't know how long it took for the aura in the body to finally calm down, and the aura on Jian Luochen's body skyrocketed by more than one point.

Although it has not yet broken through the realm, it is not far off.

However, this is not more important, what makes it even more difficult for the sword to calm down is the great road rhyme in his mind.

These avenue rhymes are comparable to his retreat and comprehension of more than ten years of cultivation!

Jian Luochen looked at Chen Anzhi in horror.

Able to incorporate this supreme rhyme into mortal home-cooked meals.

It's horrible, it's incredible!

What kind of realm does it take to do this?

Moreover, the Great Dao Dao Yun is a monk with a talent against the sky, and he can't ask for it, but in Chen Anzhi's hands, it seems that he doesn't want money.

"Could it be that this is the reason why Lei Wushuang became stronger?"

Jian Luochen thought to himself, and then, when he looked at Chen Anzhi, there was a touch of heat in his eyes.

Being stared at like this by Jian Luochen, Chen Anzhi was furious.

What happened to this secondary 2 youth?

Wouldn't you just treat him to a meal?

"Boss, I want to stay in the bookstore!" Jian Luochen looked at Chen Anzhi and said solemnly.

"No way!"

As soon as Jian Luochen's words fell, Chen Anzhi directly refused.

Just kidding, one Tie Hanhan is enough for him, and then a second-year young man, do you want to live.

was rejected by Chen Anzhi, and Jian Luochen's mood fell directly to the bottom, and it seemed that there was an extra dark cloud on his head.

On the side, Lei Wushuang held back two dimples with a smile.

......

And at this moment, in the depths of the 100,000 mountains.

In the dense forest, an old man dressed in white cedar and with a childish face suddenly appeared.

Behind him, there was also a teenager holding a chessboard.

"Teacher, aren't we going to visit the ancestor of the Taiyi Holy Land, what are we doing in the 100,000 Great Mountain?" the young man looked around, pouted, and said dissatisfied.

The old man looked up at the sky, and after a moment, he reached out and shook it as if he were about to grasp something.

"Someone was playing chess here before!" the old man muttered slowly.

"Playing chess??" the boy looked up and looked into the sky, but unfortunately, he didn't see anything.

"Heaven and earth chessboard, with the sky as the chess, all things as the son, what a subtle technique!" flashed in the old man's eyes.

"Let's go, follow the old man to meet this hidden chess player for a while!"