Seeing a sly smile in Xiao Luo's eyes, he was shocked and hurriedly said:

"Hey, Xiao Luo! I advise you not to waste your efforts on any small calculations! No matter how much you threaten me this time, it won't work! Hum! This king is also a person with a lot of backbone. ”

"Well... Then if you go," Xiao Luo's voice floated softly: "The Shenzhou Continent recipe that my sister gave me before going to Tianshui Frontline, I can study it...... Well, you know my cooking skills, too. However, the little prince is such a 'backbone' person, I'm afraid I can't look down on Xiao's suggestion......" He sighed pretending to be pity, and his bright eyes looked at Mu Changfeng's reaction.

The fist on Mu Changfeng's side clenched tightly: Xiao Luo's cooking skills, he had only seen it once, but it was enough for him to remember it to this day. The shredded chicken he made that time, not to mention that it looks very good, and the taste is really speechless! The chicken is crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, and it is drizzled with an unknown soup stock, and it is so fragrant! In the mouth, the texture of the meat has a charm that makes people reluctant to take another bite. It was that time that he fell in love with eating chicken. Later, when he tried his best again to get him to do it, he said:

"If you don't have inspiration, the chicken you make won't taste good." He still remembers the smirk in his eyes. Xiao Luo, this bastard! What to say is uninspiring! Still need inspiration for cooking? It's just hanging him, I don't want him to have a good time! Why don't you do it...... Now, such a great opportunity is in front of us...... Which is more important, face or food?

Seeing that Mu Changfeng's eyes lit up like a lit lamp, the corners of Xiao Luo's mouth rose, and he continued to seduce:

"I roughly flipped through the recipe yesterday, tsk..." Seeing Mu Changfeng's expectant eyes, he said slowly: "Not to mention that there are sixty or seventy kinds of deliciousness, and the methods are different; In this way, it is not an exaggeration to say that there are about a hundred. ”

Mu Changfeng's blue eyes floated with longing, he swallowed his saliva and said, "What you said is true?" ”

"Of course."

"Then go quickly, what are you waiting for, hehehehe, you can eat the best food when you come back, hahahahaha." Mu Changfeng's "backbone", which he had previously said, has long been left behind. He jumped in front of Xiao Luo, like a child who had not grown up. Xiao Luo followed behind, with a triumphant smile in his eyes.

Beigong Han slowly opened his eyes and saw the fiery red ceiling painted with dye, his eyes narrowed: Where is he? The last fragment of his brain before he fell unconscious was a fire rushing towards him...... He's not dead yet? Raising his hand with difficulty, he saw that his arm, which had been burned by the fire, was coated with a pale green liquid, cool and shiny. He endured the pain of being burned by the fire everywhere in his body, and struggled to get up, and saw Shen Wan sleeping at his feet.

a head of blonde hair, curly hanging down the side of the face; long eyelashes that cast a quiet shadow on the snow skin; A cherry mouth pouted slightly, as if dreaming of something unhappy. His heart swelled with ecstasy, and he unconsciously hooked his lips: It's so good! She woke up, she finally woke up. He looked at her quietly, and reached out and gently placed his hand on the blonde hair, as if caressing precious silk satin. She is like a little angel, although she is a little domineering and noisy on weekdays, she can't cover the continuous sparkle on her body. Beigong Han saw the faint blue under her eyes, and felt a pain in her heart: she must be very tired.

Shen Wan felt someone caress her hair very gently with her hand, she moved, opened her blue eyes, and was stunned when she saw the person in front of her.

Beigong Han didn't expect her to wake up so much, sorry flashed in her eyes, and she was about to make a sound in her hoarse voice, when the woman in front of her suddenly threw herself into his arms and wrapped her hands tightly around his waist. A stream of agarwood came, Beigong Han was a little at a loss, and a faint flush appeared on his tanned face. He said:

"Shen Wan, we..."

When Shen Wan heard this, she looked up from his arms, and there was still a trace of mist in her blue eyes. She saw that Beigong Han's face suddenly turned pale, and she was shocked, and hurriedly asked, "Beigong, are you okay?" What happened to you? ”

Beigong Han's dark eyes flashed with shock, grievance, confusion, and panic for a while...... All kinds of emotions came too quickly, which made Shen Wanxin suddenly raise his throat.

He swallowed and said with difficulty, "I...... I can't hear it. Shen Wan's pupils suddenly shrank violently, and in the next moment, she stumbled out of the door and shouted:

"Someone!!" An old man in a sixtieth birthday hurriedly heard the sound and asked, "Seventh Princess, what's wrong?" ”

"Andrew, take a look, doesn't it mean that everything is fine, only a few skin injuries? How could he not hear a sound?? Beigong looked at the woman in front of him excitedly talking to an old man, but he couldn't know it.

His world had never been so quiet for a moment.

"According to the minister, it should be the deafness caused by the over-strength of the Hellfire, and it may be temporary... Or maybe..."

"No, it won't!" Shen Wan shook Andrew's shoulders and said, "Aren't you the most proficient in Chinese medicine in your own clan?" You hear clearly, no matter what the cost, you have to heal this princess! ”

"Yes...... The old minister will do his best. ”

The whole body is jet black, the blade is straight, only the handle and scabbard are inlaid with a golden auspicious cloud pattern. The blade is extremely sharp, shining coldly in the sun. It's just that this knife ...... It's too short... It's not an exaggeration to call it a dagger! Shang Jin frowned, looked at the thing in his hand, and wondered: This is the spiritual weapon that his mother gave him, a short dagger? It says what is going to be passed on to the next successor, but it doesn't seem to be very powerful......

He sat cross-legged and felt the flow of spiritual power in his body. Silently reciting the incantation in the book, a cloud of white light suddenly covered the sword, slammed into it, and let out a low roar. Shang Jin suddenly opened his eyes, grabbed the handle of the knife with his hand, and the knife light suddenly flourished, and the blade of the knife instantly grew more than a foot long. He watched in amazement as he continued to pour spiritual power into the knife, and the light around it became more and more intense, completely enveloping the knife as if it was about to melt. After a while, Shang Jin wanted to stop, but was shocked to find that the knife was still absorbing his spiritual power without stopping, until the sword shrouded in light and shadow melted into a round ball of light and imprinted into Shang Jin's left chest. In an instant, all the spiritual power in his body returned.

Seeing this, Liu Shiyi on the side blinked and said in surprise: "Childe, your knife ......"

"It seems that this spiritual weapon should not be underestimated." Shang Jin raised an eyebrow. After a few days of continuous travel, I finally had time to take the ice book to a good level. He can now make ice blades at will without worrying about lack of spiritual power, and with the help of this spiritual weapon, I believe that he will soon be able to go to the next level. Thinking of this, he hooked his lips, wrapped the physical body he was carrying, and beckoned Liu Shiyi: "Eleven, let's hurry." ”

Just as Shang Jin was about to tie the package, a bright light suddenly burst out from inside. He stopped, picked up the item, and pulled out the glow.

Hey? Isn't this the ice snail that my mother gave? Said you could contact your father? An indescribable emotion welled up in his heart, and he couldn't wait to bring it to his ear, and his eyes flashed with longing.

"Ahem, cough, cough......" Shang Jin heard the coughing sound coming from the ice snail, first ecstasy, and then a burst of apprehension, worry and uneasiness. He didn't know what to say, but he felt that such an opportunity was extremely rare and should not be wasted.

"Uh... You... You okay? He asked tentatively, and his heart was about to jump out of his throat.

Over there, Bailize, who was sitting in a dilapidated room, was suddenly stunned: this man ...... Who is it? Why not Lan'er? There's no way she's going to hand over the ice snail to someone else, so something must have happened. His heart sank, and he frowned and said in a deep voice:

"Who are you? What about Lan'er? ”

The male voice in the ear is gentle and calm, but with a hint of fierceness and vigilance. Shang Jin felt irritability in his heart for no reason, and was silent: in the face of his question, he hadn't thought about whether to respond or not, but just replied: "She...... Everything is fine, you don't have to worry. ”

"Whoa—" The rain began to fall without warning. The roof, which had been torn apart by the thunderstorm the day before, could no longer withstand the wind and rain, and was knocked to the ground. Bairize sat in the rain, his white shirt soaked by the rain, but he didn't realize it, and the few questions in his heart kept bothering him: Why could that person use Lan'er's ice snail? Are you from the Ice City? Still is...... This feeling of not knowing the identity of the other party made him feel a sense of danger, so he asked persistently:

"And who are you?"

"I ......" Shang Jin didn't know what he was hesitating, could this be the so-called homesickness? Do you want to tell him...... The tangled feeling twisted his heart together, and he cut his hair impatiently, but finally did not say a word.

The white light around the ice snail suddenly weakened, Shang Jin was shocked when he saw this, and hurriedly said, "Uh...... That one... She sent me to save you, where are you now? ”

"I used to be in a grass hut in the middle of the southernmost wild island. But they were clever enough to detain me in another place every seven days, and it felt as if I was getting more and more out of the center and leaning towards the beach...... If you're really sent by Lan'er, don't bother; To be honest, there are people from Ice City here, and it is not so easy to escape; You might as well protect Lan'er and leave me alone. Bairize thought with a wry smile: He has been locked up here for half a year; At first, he tried various ways to get out, but this island is very large and like a labyrinth, not to mention, there are too many people who monitor him. He really didn't know, why did the old man of Ice City pay so much attention to him? He's just a chivalrous warrior who doesn't know spiritual power, is it worth his heavy guard? Knowing that you can't get out, why bother with more people? It's better to keep your spirits up and wait for a good time to escape.

"I'll get you out." When Shang Jin heard this, he said firmly word by word. Bize listened to the man's words and frowned.