Liang Zhaodi stood there, watching the hands of the two people holding the pot, and after twisting it in the opposite direction of herself, the pot didn't seem to be made of iron, just like clothes, it was twisted into a twist, and she was screwed! It's amazing my brother, there is really a peerless school in the world.

What is this for? It's just for a mouthful of soup, how can Liang Zhaodi feel that something is wrong! She yelled at Niu Erda's stupid nunu mouth, and quickly invited General Cheng over, the situation here was out of control.

"What? Because of a mouthful of soup, King Tu Sun and His Royal Highness King Qi fought? General Cheng shouted and kicked Niu Erda's ass again.

It's really infuriating, and it doesn't let people live, two big men fight because of two spoonfuls of soup without evenly dividing it, it's really weird!

General Cheng was very angry, when these two people go out in the future, don't say that they are from the Northwest Army, it's too embarrassing for me to be in the Northwest Army. Those who go into battle to kill the enemy, shed blood and sweat, and don't say a word, they will create evil for a mouthful of soup......

After General Cheng finished speaking, he tore the chicken in his hand vigorously. Niu Er Dasha can see it clearly, isn't this the chicken that Liang Zhaodi stewed all night? In General Cheng's place, he chewed heavily. After all, it's not the fault of the chicken thief, he's fine, eating and drinking here, and scolding the two men outside who have already done it.

"Nine thousand years old, eat more of this chicken, it will make up for your crippled body!" General Cheng said, and handed a bowl of soup to a person in front of him.

The man was about forty, wore a hat, was gorgeously dressed, and had fair skin...... Niu Er Dasha looked at him and suddenly realized that he looked different from himself......

"What are you still doing? Go out and watch, tell them who wins, who comes in to eat chicken" General Cheng glared at Niu Erdasha, Niu Erdasha listened to his words, and ran away, if he ran slowly, General Cheng's flying feet came again.

Liang Zhaodi watched Niu Er come back with his PI shares in his hands, and looked behind him, no one knew that General Cheng would not pay attention to such a thing. The soldiers fought and brawled, and in the eyes of General Cheng, they were all martial arts competitions. No matter who provokes trouble, as long as the other party is defeated, it is the last word, and Lao Cheng will be regarded as a good man.

"What did General Cheng say?" Liang Zhaodi asked

"General Cheng said, whoever wins, go to sleep and eat chicken"

"Chicken?" As soon as she heard about eating chicken, Liang Zhaodi knew who stole her chicken. Not only did he not return it, but he also took his own chicken as a reward for winning, which was a bit too much.

"Zhao Di, there is someone in General Cheng's tent" Seeing that Liang Zhaodi was about to rush into General Cheng's tent, Niu Er reminded her stupidly.

"Who?"

"A man is different from ordinary men" Niu Er scratched his head stupidly, just now he just felt that he looked unusual, if he said that he was different, he really didn't see it.

"Zhaodi, he doesn't have a beard" Liang Zhaodi was already halfway away, and Niu Er Dasha finally saw clearly, what was different about that man.

I don't have a beard, I've shaved it! What's all the fuss.

"Old General Cheng, I used to eat in the palace, and I thought it was delicious in the world, but I didn't expect that your chicken in stewed soup was a hundred times more delicious than that in the palace!"

Liang Zhaodi stepped forward and listened to a yin and yang strange praise voice......