Chapter 422: Hometown Specialty

After all this was done, Meng Yuan took out all kinds of delicacies and put them on the ground, because the closure of the small world had made Meng Yuan hungry for many days, as for what kind of animal was roasted that day, was that considered food? There is no taste at all, not to mention, it is also unpalatable~~ It is estimated that Yan Chixia is the happiest to eat. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

There was no way to improve the food a few days ago, so Meng Yuan put up with it, but now, of course, he had to treat himself.

At the same time, Meng Yuan also released his own army, yes, it is an army, but it is not a modern army, after all, this is ancient times, and it is still the ancient world of Xianxia, so the necessary caution and caution are still needed.

Therefore, Meng Yuan only summoned some swordsmen, and brought nothing else.

The first is the modern army, these armies are okay to deal with ordinary people, if they are replaced by monsters~~ The consequences must be very miserable, and secondly, those strange creatures of various races, if they are summoned, they may be treated as evil demons by the righteous forces of this world, and then there will be no then, because these creatures are likely to be replaced by the heavens, so wouldn't Meng Yuan cry to death? You know, those strange creatures are all money.

So after all the calculations, there is only a Terran army left with a bright breath. Angels have to be excluded here, because in the East, monks don't recognize angels.

Therefore, Meng Yuan only had a small number of troops left to choose from, and only swordsmen were left if they were excluded from the blood-thin, poor-fighting ones, and those that were suitable for mountainous areas.

Not only are they strong in combat, but their equipment is also very gorgeous, which is very in line with Meng Yuan's current 13 mentality, in short, after all kinds of excuses have been used, Meng Yuan chose him.

"Huh~~ Brother Zifei?"

Meng Yuan looked up at Yan Chixia and Ning Caichen, and then said, "Morning, where are you going in such a hurry?" Come, have breakfast first. ā€

Of course, Meng Yuan said this for the sake of Yan Chixia's face. If Yan Chixia wasn't there, the first thing Meng Yuan would do was to make the protagonist of this world disappear!

Yan Chixia walked to Meng Yuan's side with a big grin, then grabbed a piece of meat and stuffed it into her mouth, looking at Meng Yuan while looking at the overly well-equipped swordsmen around her.

"It seems that your cultivation has gained a lot, how is it? It doesn't feel bad. ā€

"It's not bad, master~ By the way, this is your saber."

Yan Chixia nodded again after taking the Xuanyuan Divine Sword and said, "Hmm~ It tastes good!" ā€

"Hehe~ hometown food, you can eat more if it's delicious."

After all, Yan Chixia is his master, although Meng Yuan does things unscrupulously and is a bit of a jerk, but at least there is still a way to respect the teacher.

Yan Chixia hugged the wine gourd and poured a big sip before asking in a low voice, "Who are they?" ā€

Meng Yuan smiled and said, "Oh~ they, it's my attendant, no, they found me~~"

Yan Chixia rolled her eyes and asked, "Didn't you say that you were lonely~~~~"

Meng Yuan said: "That's right, I was indeed like that when I was a child, I didn't have parents, I lived alone~~Until now~~"

Yan Chixia didn't ask anything, because he couldn't speak modernly, and if he could, he would definitely scold. "Are you a lonely man? Is this what he calls displacement? Still wandering alone? Where have you wandered? With a large number of attendants, this is called wandering alone? Still grabbing food with wild dogs, do you dare to be hypocritical? ā€

It seemed to see Yan Chixia's resentment, Meng Yuan was extremely flattering, and he didn't know where to take out a large jar of wine and stuffed it over: "Come to the master~~ hometown specialty, five hundred years old"

Yan Chixia showed a smile at this time, but the smile was a little weird. "Well~ your hometown is very good, and the wine is five hundred years old. Hmmm~~Tastes good~~"

"Where is it~~ I still have it here, come~ I am honoring you at the two altars~~"

After Yan Chixia filled her gourd, she felt that something was wrong~~

"You! Pulled out of where? ā€

"uh~~~~"

"Come to the master, I'll give you a ~ space ring, a hometown specialty ~~~"

Yan Chixia: ...

Of course, what Meng Yuan gave was just a trading ring, but the trading function was canceled, and a small space was specially opened in it, which was given to Yan Chixia as a space ring.

Although this is nothing to Meng Yuan, for Yan Chixia, this has to be taken seriously, because in his eyes, this is definitely a treasure! But it was given in vain, and he couldn't refuse, so he could only pretend to be indifferent and accept it, but his clenched hands betrayed his true mentality.

"Hmm~ Your hometown is really a good place, I really want to see it when I have time~"

Seeing this, Meng Yuan finally exhaled, and after all kinds of temptations, it could be regarded as dispelling the resentment in Yan Chixia's heart.

Instead, Meng Yuan had time to look at Ning Caichen, who was hiding on the side and was silent.

"Hey~~ Brother Ning, what's wrong with you?"

As soon as Meng Yuan's words fell, Ning Caichen immediately stood up and walked towards the back of the temple.

Seeing this, Yan Chixia also stood up and sighed: "Alas~ Wronged, let's go, let's go too." ā€

Of course Meng Yuan knew what was going on, didn't he just go to the back to see the grave? However, since the master had spoken, he had no choice but to follow behind with a dozen swordsmen.

I have to say that this is an era of rampant demons, even in broad daylight, it is still gloomy and terrifying, full of miasma, especially in the mass grave here, it is even more barren and dead, not to mention the birdsong, even the trace of insects can not be seen, there are withered yellow hay and fallen leaves everywhere, and the scene is bleak.

"Hmmm! This land is good, dig it back and send it to the underworld to add some atmosphere. ā€

Yan Chixia: "The name of your hometown is really strange, Mingjie?" Why haven't I heard of it? ā€

Meng Yuan: 惻惻惻惻惻

Ning Caichen quickly found Xiao Qian's tombstone, and then asked with some frustration: "She is a ghost, so why didn't he kill me?" ā€

Yan Chixia said: "I don't understand, maybe you still have use value." In short, Brother Ning, get out of here while it's dark. ā€

Ning Caichen asked, "What about you?" ā€

Yan Chixia first looked at Meng Yuan, and then said: "I'm not leaving, the world is too complicated, it's difficult to distinguish right from wrong, and with ghosts, it's easier to distinguish between black and white." ā€

Yan Chixia sighed, and then shouted, "You go quickly!" ā€

Ning Caichen was drunk like this by Yan Chixia, and he was a spirit at that time, so he turned his head and ran out.

It wasn't until Ning Caichen lost his shadow that Yan Chixia looked back at Xiang Meng Yuan.

"What about you? What are you going to do? Still practicing here? ā€

Nonsense! Of course, stay here, because if the dryad is not injured, the world will not end, so wouldn't Lao Tzu be trapped here?

"Uh~ Master! I've decided to stay and fight the goblins with you! (To be continued.) )