"In that case, do you think it's appropriate for you to let the person who contributed the most during the fight organize the celebration banquet?" Qian Mo asked.

Demon Emperor Han Xing pursed his lips in a daze, and glanced at Feng Jiao with a little blush: "What, I don't think that only the dishes made by Miss Feng Jiao are the most delicious, so ......"

Qian Mo took over the conversation and said, "So, you don't want to hold any celebration banquet at all, it's just that the gluttonous worms in your belly are doing trouble, right?" ”

Because of the defeat of Mo Ya and the elimination of those puppet demon cultivators of the Shu family, the hearts of everyone present became relaxed.

At this moment, hearing the Demon Emperor Hanxing and Qian Mo arguing, everyone laughed on the side.

In the end, it was Feng Jiao who smiled and stopped the two of them from arguing.

"It's not impossible to hold a celebration banquet and treat everyone well." Feng Jiao said with a smile.

Hearing this, Demon Emperor Han Xing's eyes lit up all of a sudden.

And Qianmo and Jiuying also began to swallow their saliva.

After some discussion, it was decided that the time for the celebration banquet would be set for the evening of this day.

Everyone's heart is full of expectations for this celebration banquet.

In the afternoon of this day, Feng Jiao was busy in the kitchen when Ling Yuan suddenly walked in.

As soon as he walked into the kitchen, he felt the aroma of sour radish and duck vermicelli soup rushing to his face.

Feng Jiao smiled and hooked her fingers at him, and when he got closer, she stuffed a crispy fried golden shrimp ball into his mouth.

Ling Yuan fully enjoyed the feeding of his little wife, and when he finished eating the golden shrimp ball, he smiled and said, "Little Chef, there is good news from Lao Qin. He finally calculated the time of the Nine Stars and the Dawn of the Sun. ”

Feng Jiao's eyes lit up: "Doesn't this mean that we already know the time and place of the sacrificial ceremony, and we can start to prepare." ”

"That's right." Ling Yuan said with a smile: "The time of the Nine Stars is on the ninth day of the ninth month of September this year. ”

"Really? Then I should also prepare as soon as possible, prepare the ingredients in advance according to the recipes on the wordless book of heaven, and start trying to cook the dishes on those recipes to the best taste. ”

Feng Jiao smiled as she took another piece of her fried golden lotus root clip and sent it to Ling Yuan's mouth: "When the time comes, you must help me try the dishes like now." ”

Ling Yuan nodded his head while eating the golden lotus root clip, but heard a sour voice coming from the door: "Some people, if you have a daughter-in-law who can cook, is it necessary to worry about your weight." Benjun didn't want to fight side by side with a fat man who was physically inflexible when he encountered any danger in the future. ”

Ling Yuan twitched the corners of his mouth and glanced at the Demon Emperor Han Xing seriously.

"Don't you think it's more worrying to be worried about not being able to eat anything than worrying about being fat?"

Demon Emperor Hanxing: "......"

He felt that sooner or later he would have to be angry with Ling Yuan, a dazzling wife.

Feng Jiao directly regarded the Demon Emperor Hanxing as air, and gave a piece of braised pork to Ling Yuan: "A-Yuan, you can help me taste the taste of this chestnut braised pork." ”

While Ling Yuan was enjoying eating what Feng Jiao had fed, he didn't forget to cast a smug glance at the Demon Emperor Hanxing, but he was secretly vigilant in his heart.

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