"Hurry, hurry."

Just when several people were toasting each other, Zhu Gangmeng sat on the seat and shouted loudly to the waiters outside.

After a while, the four little demons walked in together carrying a large steamer, and then put it in front of Zhu Gangmeng, and then retreated after a salute.

"Haha, it's finally here." Zhu Gang laughed a few times in his fierce and thin voice, and as soon as he blew, the lid on the steamer was suddenly blown off by him, and he stretched out his hand to summon him, and suddenly in the steamer, a muscular strong man was summoned by him to the table in front of him.

The big man is not dead, he is still alive, but his mouth is sealed with a dense layer of stitches, and his limbs are twisted in reverse.

"Okay, it's the chewiest of this kind." Zhu Gang stretched out his hand and patted the muscles on the big man's body, and immediately applauded again and again, pinching it with his fingernails, and a fresh pectoral muscle was torn off.

"It's delicious, Brother Fang, do you want to taste it?" Zhu Gang sucked a pectoral muscle into his mouth like a noodle, and asked Fang Jin with a smile.

"Hehe, no, I'm not interested in human flesh." Fang Jin shook his head and refused.

"That's a shame." As if Fang Jin had missed something delicious, Zhu Gangmeng also shook his head, and once again reached out to tear off a piece of meat from the big man in front of him and stuffed it into his mouth and chewed it carefully, in less than a while, the whole big man was as if he had been late, as long as there were muscles all over his body, Zhu Gangmeng tore them off and ate them, and the big man was not dead at this time, but his eyes were white in pain.

The other demon kings didn't care about him, even Pudu Cihang, who was sitting on the top, was smiling and eating the melons and fruits in his hands, and the only one present who didn't eat anything was Han Xingye, who only had a crystal clear ice cube on his table, and Han Xingye just took a deep breath on the ice from time to time, and he ignored everyone present.

"Oh? The old man's evil soup is already good. At this time, the six children came up with a pot of soup, came to Lu Changsheng with a smile, and stood still after saluting respectfully.

"Okay, okay." Lu Changsheng stroked his long beard, and touched the little boy's body one by one, with a loving look on his face. After that, he put the pot of soup in front of him, took out a funnel-like thing from his arms, looked at it, and said to a few children, "Come here." ”

When the children heard this, they immediately laughed and formed a circle in front of the table, just enclosing the pot of soup.

Lu Changsheng smiled, wiped the funnel in his hand with one hand, and suddenly one funnel instantly turned into six, Lu Changsheng picked up one, "Poof!" With a slight force, the funnel stabbed deep into one of the children's heavenly spirits, and then in turn, all six funnels pierced into the heads of all six children.

Seeing that these children were still smiling on their faces, Lu Changsheng nodded with satisfaction, lifted the lid of the pot of soup in front of him, and saw a burst of mist rising, and the pot was milky white fresh soup, and then a strange aroma began to emit, and the entire hall began to permeate.

Fang Jin frowned, there was an extremely tempting taste in this aroma, which seemed to be able to provoke people's desires.

"Come on, come on, let's all have soup."

Lu Changsheng picked up a soup spoon, stirred it in the pot, and then poured a spoonful directly into the colander on a child's head, and so on, until the six children had been served, and there was no soup left in the pot.

"Haha, that's so good." Lu Changsheng laughed, and the little demon behind him quickly took six bowls and went up to the navel of each child, and in less than a moment, he saw a clear stream of water flowing down from the navel of those children, and it didn't stop until it was full of bowls.

The children shrank down quickly when the water stopped, and finally turned into black lumps of coal.

"Everyone, please taste the old man's recently improved Evil Heart Soup, hehe, this time it's not just as simple as improving cultivation." Lu Changsheng smiled, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, those little demons each came to each demon king with a bowl of calamity soup that was as clear as water.

"Oh? Lu Lao's calamity soup has always been the most nourishing thing, and this time the newly improved concubine body must be tasted. The night bat covered his mouth and laughed, and with one hand, he took out the heart of the little demon in front of him, and pinched it hard, and a drop of essence blood dripped into the soup bowl in front of him.

After the soup was bloody, it suddenly turned into a light blue color, and it continued to rotate in the bowl.

Night Bat reached out and picked up the soup bowl, covered it with his sleeve a little, and drank the soup in one gulp.

"Yes, it's really good, Lu Lao's bowl of calamity soup is really the best in the world, it can not only increase cultivation, but also nourish the soul, it's really wonderful."

After drinking, Night Bat nodded slowly.

"Haha, it seems that Lu Lao's craftsmanship has indeed not regressed, so I'm welcome." Hu Zhentian laughed loudly, and also took out the heart of the little demon in front of him, and drank the soup in one gulp with the essence blood in the bowl.

The remaining demon kings, including Pudu Cihang and Han Xingye, who had not spoken, also drank the calamity soup in front of them, and they all looked comfortable after drinking.

Fang Jin looked at the respectful little demon in front of him, thought about it with his chin in one hand, and then stretched out his hand and took out the little demon's heart, but he didn't use the essence blood, but converted the heart into blood essence and dripped it into the bowl.

After drinking the soup in one gulp, Fang Jin smacked his mouth, it was not too delicious, it was a bit like the Wahaha he had drunk before, and his cultivation had increased some, but not much, so he meditated and practiced for about a month, as for the soul, he felt a burst of warmth, but it was only a little bit better.

Overall, it's not a bad thing, compared to some pills, the refining process is a bit troublesome, but seeing the performance of these demons and deer immortals, the materials for refining this calamity soup shouldn't be very precious.

The banquet lasted until the next morning, during which several demon kings explained some of their own cultivation experiences and questions, and then dispersed after dawn.

And although Fang Jin didn't get any definite benefits in this, some of the experience of those demon kings also allowed him to make up for some of the shortcomings of his understanding of the Jindan period all along, which can be said to be not in vain.

"Master Fang, the poor monk will also return to the capital first, you can stay here temporarily, I can also ask the former emperor for the position of a general for you, and when the time comes, using the evil spirit in the army will definitely help you practice."

Pudu Cihang stood on top of the colorful clouds and said to Fang Jin with a smile.

"In this way, then I will thank the national teacher." Fang Jin did not refuse, nodded and agreed, he had the intention of staying in the national capital.