Bai Zhenshan's meaning couldn't be clearer.

Kill Ye Changsheng first, then everyone will share what treasures he has on him.

As for Ye Changsheng's mentor coming to the door at that time, it is a big deal to say that he thinks Ye Changsheng is a descendant of the Demon Sect.

In this way, there is no proof of death.

Liu Jinbao, who was already dying, closed his eyes tightly at this time, and the cooperation between Chen Rulang and this group of people can be said to be at the cost of Liu Jinbao's half-life......

Zhao Qingying, who was in an uncalm mood, always had Ye Changsheng's appearance in front of him.

Although he had only known Ye Changsheng for a few days, everything Ye Changsheng did shocked Zhao Qingying.

The three views established by Zhao Qingying in the past twenty years were almost completely subverted by Ye Changsheng in just three days.

Although this villa has many treasures, the room is very warmly furnished.

This kind of arrangement, which is very similar to his own cottage, makes Zhao Qingying even more curious about Ye Changsheng.

"This guy, could it be Old Man Ye's long-lost son?"

Zhao Qingying had a flash of inspiration, and suddenly thought of this matter.

"No, the age is not right, if that's the case, Ye seniors are in their seventies and eighties, and they ...... in their seventies."

Zhao Qingying's cheeks were red, she didn't expect her family to think about this.

"Could it be the grandson of the old man?"

Under the influence of the fire of gossip, Zhao Qingying was almost sleepless all night.

Chen Rulang and others worked all night to arrange plans.

Zao Wou-Ki traveled thousands of miles to Jiangcheng.

This night, it seemed that only Ye Changsheng slept soundly.

Ye Changsheng, who got up early, left the villa leisurely on a bicycle.

Zhao Qingying didn't sleep all night, so he hurriedly followed Ye Changsheng.

Ye Changsheng didn't pity the jade, and the dilapidated bicycle drove towards the downtown area.

Zhao Qingying followed at a trot all the way, although Zhao Qingying, who was a martial artist, was completely useless at this speed.

However, under the gaze of passers-by, it was Ye Changsheng riding a bicycle, and Zhao Qingying was running to follow.

Zhao Qingying, who found that passers-by were looking at him wrongly, lowered his head as if he had done something wrong.

And at this time, Ye Changsheng didn't care about the opinions of passers-by, nor did he care about Zhao Qingying's feelings.

I rode my bicycle and entered the vegetable market.

And in the next moment, Zhao Qingying was still subverted by the three views.

In Zhao Qingying's eyes, Ye Changsheng's existence should be extremely mysterious, staying in the room all day long to cultivate.

But at this time, Ye Changsheng was bargaining with the vegetable seller.

The dilapidated bicycle was pushed aside by Ye Changsheng, if Ye Changsheng was older, he would be an ordinary worker who bought vegetables for his family.

The proprietress who looks extremely ordinary, a handsome guy called Ye Changsheng,

Ye Changsheng actually said to the proprietress that since I am so handsome, then it will be cheaper......

The proprietress really gave Ye Changsheng a few cents cheaper.

Zhao Qingying, who had never seen Ye Changsheng's expression change much, actually saw Ye Changsheng smiling at this time.

Ye Changsheng's extremely sincere smile was actually just for the few cents that others were cheap!

"It's ......"

Zhao Qingying wanted to complain, but she couldn't talk about it.

"Fortunately, this guy didn't sell the fruit."

Zhao Qingying patted his chest, a little happy.

The price of a vermilion fruit, if it is really to be auctioned, its value may be comparable to that of a Fortune 500 company.

Moreover, there is no market for it.

Zhao Qingying, who followed Ye Changsheng all the way back to the villa, had no other way than to complain about Ye Changsheng fiercely.

At this time, Zao Wou-ki, who had just gotten off the plane, was uneasy. On the one hand, there is excitement, and on the other hand, worry.

If Zhao Qingying really subdued Zhu Guo, then within ten years of the Zhao family, there must be a martial arts master.

Moreover, Zhao Qingying, who took Zhu Guo, is very likely to impact the legendary existence.

Once successful, then the revival of the Zhao family for hundreds of years is extremely promising!

When Zao Wou-Ki landed in Jiangcheng, Chen Rulang and others had already received the news.

"Heaven has a way you don't go...... Hehe, Zao Wou-Ki, Zhao family, wait for death. ”

Chen Rulang, who heard the news, couldn't help laughing.

Last night, a group of people gathered together to discuss how to lure out Zao Wou-Ki so that he would not escape.

I didn't expect this old guy to suddenly appear in Jiangcheng, which could not make Chen Rulang happy.

"Zhendong, go and inform the hall master that Zhao Wuji is coming to Jiangcheng, don't be in a hurry to do it first, let's think about it in the long run."

Although Chen Rulang is not good at cultivation, he is not a simple person.

If nothing else, the Zhao family will already be removed from this world.

However, this biggest accident in the world, Ye Changsheng, was next to Zhao Qingying at this time.

Watching stacks of delicate side dishes being brought to the table, Zhao Qingying was already a little numb.

These beautiful side dishes, even Zhao Qingying has never seen them in the hands of the world's top celebrity chefs.

Moreover, the aroma of these dishes is extremely unique.

If it weren't for Zhao Qingying seeing with his own eyes that all the materials were bought by Ye Changsheng, Zhao Qingying would definitely think that Ye Changsheng had put some spices.

"Eat."

A bowl of porridge was brought up by Ye Changsheng, Zhao Qingying hesitated for a moment, but couldn't help but do it.

It stands to reason that as Ye Changsheng's maid, this meal should have been made by her.

But Zhao Qingying can only make noodles......

When the first bite of food was eaten, Zhao Qingying's whole person had an extremely strange expression.

This kind of taste of happiness to the extreme, Zhao Qingying can no longer find any adjectives to describe it.

In Zhao Qingying's memory, no food could have such a taste.

However, this is just a bowl of porridge.

Ye Changsheng didn't pay attention to Zhao Qingying's expression, in fact, Ye Changsheng thought that his highest achievement was not a martial arts path.

It's simply food creation.

In the long history of China, there are countless ways to prepare various foods.

But all the ways to eat that are beneficial to the human body are made by Ye Changsheng.

It can live countless people and prolong the life of all sentient beings. That's the highest achievement.

"You...... Are you the god of food? ”

After eating the side dishes and porridge, Zhao Qingying cautiously asked this sentence.

"Oh? Probably yes. Ye Changsheng said with a smile.

If there really is such a position, only Ye Changsheng can be in the world.

"Hee-hee, will you cook well in the future!" When Zhao Qingying heard Ye Changsheng answer like this, she suddenly smiled and said softly.

If this was seen by someone who was familiar with Zhao Qingying, what a surprise it would be!

Zhao Qingying, who studied at Imperial Capital University, is known as the Frost School Flower.

In the past few years in college, whether it is a teacher or a classmate, I have never seen Zhao Qingying smile at all.

At this time, Zhao Qingying actually coquetted to others, and also made such a little daughter.