It was already dark, the bonfire was flickering on and off, and Ling Lixin said that the person who was watching from a distance was so patient, but he didn't have much fear.

When Sophia saw that the fish and meat had turned golden, she spread a carpet on the floor, and put a low table and a set of fine silver cutlery on it.

Although Westerners have an average level of cooking, they are still very particular about tableware.

Ling Li put the finished barbecue meat in two silver trays, put it on the table, put the cut mushrooms, cabbage, winter melon, etc. into the pot, and hung a kettle on the side of the bonfire, ready to boil some milk tea.

The two of them set out their food and were about to eat some barbecue meat first, when there was a sound of footsteps in the dark woods.

I saw a figure "floating" out of the darkness very strangely, it was a tall and fat old woman, full of silver white hair, but her face was ruddy and well maintained, but she couldn't see many wrinkles. Wearing a brocade robe on his body, holding a dragon's head cane in his hand, he deliberately put his steps on his shoulders and walked over slowly. Her speed was not very fast, but at a distance of hundreds of meters, she walked in a few steps.

Seeing this scene, Ling Li's eyes couldn't help but squint slightly.

The old woman was not the one who was watching them from afar, and he didn't even notice when she came to the neighborhood.

I saw the old woman come to the side of the fire, glanced at the silver plate in Ling Li's hand, moved her nose twice, and couldn't help sighing and said: "The night is dark and the wind is cold, can the two children ask the old woman to sit down and roast the fire and eat some barbecue?" ”

Ling Li saw that she actually spoke the dialect of the Eastern Regions, with an accent of a southerner, and her face was gentle and kind, and her words were gentle and kind, so she smiled and said: "Mother-in-law is willing to appreciate the light, please taste it, but don't dislike the craftsmanship below." With that, he put the tray of roast meat in his hand in front of the old woman and motioned for her to sit down.

The old woman thanked her, walked slowly to the side of the small table on the carpet, sat down cross-legged, took out a delicate little gourd from the bracelet in storage, put it in front of her nose and sniffed it, and said, "This barbecue looks very good, how can it be made without wine?" ”

Sophia put Western-style tableware on the table, and the old woman first cut a piece of barbecue meat with a dinner knife, then forked it with a fork and raised it to her lips, then looked at the woods in front of her, and said slowly: "This way, the craftsmanship is good, Master Canaan is so hard, but let's taste it together?" ”

Not long after her voice fell, she heard a sigh in the woods, but she saw a bare-headed and barefoot ascetic monk wearing a crimson monk's robe, with a wrinkled face and a dark complexion as black as iron, slowly walking from the darkness. I saw that between his steps, the space in front of him was filled with ripples, and as it spread, in the blink of an eye, it appeared on the side of the bonfire like a ghost.

This monk looked ordinary, shaped like dead wood, and his breath was extremely stable, but Ling Li could still feel that there was an extremely dangerous aura on his body.

The old monk looked at the silver-haired mother-in-law, and said with one palm: "Three years ago, the snowy Sangzhu Temple was goodbye, and the donor can still remember the old man, it's a great honor." "The Eastern Regions dialect he spoke was very jerky, his tone was strange, and his appearance was very different from that of the Eastern Regions, probably a monk from the Southern Heavens Samanid Empire or the Linga Kingdom.

The silver-haired mother-in-law said: "This Canaan master is an elder of Shiva in the Linga Kingdom, the night is dark and the wind is cold, please ask the master to come over and roast the fire, the children don't mind, right?" ”

Ling Li smiled when he heard this, and said, "The master is a master outside the square, and he can appreciate his face, but he can't ask for it." The master also invited him to sit down and try Ling's craftsmanship. ”

Master Na Canaan's gaze also looked at Ling Li and Sophia, and there was a little surprise in his eyes, and he said with a smile on his face: "In the middle of the Nirvana Realm, and they are so young, the origin of the two children is not simple." After all, he was also unceremonious, and sat directly opposite the silver-haired mother-in-law.

Sophia took out another set of silver cutlery and set it in front of Naganaan.

"I didn't expect the little girl to be a member of the Cretan Siu family...... "Master Naganan said after seeing the coat of arms on the silver plate, "You are a disciple of the Temple of Morton?" ”

Sophia nodded and replied, "Yes, disciple of the cardinal priest Antonius." ”

Ling Li found that although the old monk who was like a dead wood was talking to Sophia, he was squinting at him, as if he was extremely interested in him. His eyes were half-squinted, and his face was wrinkled, making it difficult to read his gaze, but occasionally it was so bright that it seemed to see through himself.

Ling Li suddenly had a feeling that he had nothing to hide in front of this old monk, which made him feel very uncomfortable.

He won't ...... Can you see the trial space relics in your own hall?!

I saw the old monk pick up a piece of grilled fish, bite it down, and suddenly his eyes lit up, "Hey, this craft is really good!" Young man, aren't you with this doll? ”

Ling Li breathed a sigh of relief. Pretended to take a plate of barbecue and put it on the side of the table, and then sat down on the side of the small table, "The master is right, the junior is from the Eastern Regions, and it was only after entering this secret realm that he met Sophia for a few days. ”

The silver-haired mother-in-law said, "Why is Master Canaan here?" ”

Na Canaan ate another piece of grilled fish, smiled slightly, and then stared at Ling Li, and said, "Lao Qu is here for the land of the Dragon King's inheritance. ”

After hearing this, Ling Li turned his head slightly sideways to look at the old monk, and asked with a little doubt on his face: "This Divine Mountain Secret Realm, there is a faint demonic aura permeating, how can there be a place of inheritance of the Dragon Clan?" ”

Seeing Ling Li's appearance, the red-clothed old monk's eyes also narrowed slightly, he found Ling Li's whereabouts in the void, so he followed them, but he couldn't be sure.

The silver-haired mother-in-law listened and asked, "Is Master Canaan involved in the battle on the edge of the sinkhole that remains in the secret land?" ”

"No, it's the red-clothed elder of the Eastern Holy See, the Patriarch of Bangur Berejin and the white-clothed holy envoy Abdul of the True God Sect, as well as the ninth elder of the demon clan, Kulan, this old bone, I don't dare to mix it, I can only watch quietly from the side." Master Na Canaan said, and then suddenly looked at Ling Li, "The children also feel the big battle that broke out in this area, right?" ”

Ling Li nodded, "It should be a fight between super powerhouses above Nirvana, and the juniors don't dare to get closer, so they can only hide as far away as possible." ”

The battle of the powerhouses of the Creation Realm was earth-shattering, and if he said that he was unaware, it would be even more suspicious.

The silver-haired mother-in-law said: "Berejin may have been injured, but the old man took a look, the Tiankeng should be the legendary place of inheritance of the Southern Ocean Sea Dragon King, but it was taken first." Those bastards fought a big battle, destroying all the traces around them, and they couldn't find any clues. ”

Hearing her words, Ling Li also relaxed a little......

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