Chapter Eighty-Nine: The Terrifying Force
Wen Xiaotian tore the meat apart and ate it one by one, slowly and methodically. He didn't pay any attention to the dispute between Lao Dao and Li Feng - to tell the truth, the wine of Yiyuan Sect is not bad, it is just the kind of wine that Li Feng has drunk, not a variety.
The wine that Li Feng drank was rice wine, with a slight sweetness. There are also some spirits, spicy and strong. And the wine here in Yiyuanzong is actually like the red wine of modern society, which is sour. Foreign people like to play this game, and our so-called "high society" is generally mixed with champagne or something...... In short, how to say it?
His soil buns, I am also superior.
Wen Xiaotian couldn't complain about anything, he was still very satisfied with his performance today. In the 21st century, there are too few men who can't cook, and too few women who can. Bai Yezi is obviously not a person who knows how to cook, so Wen Xiaotian is reading various recipes when he is standing in the library.
With his ability to perform on his body, cooking is very simple - and maybe difficult for some people. For example, to make meatballs, the seasoning is simple, but if you want to mash the meat with a mallet, the small body is not up to the task. Don't forget Wen Xiaotian's body and strength.
How powerful is the power of more than 260,000 kilograms? It is possible to lift a rock about 100 meters in length, width and height.
One ten-thousandth of this power, no, even a thousand