Su Yunliang stared at Shen Qinghong with straight eyes, and he didn't want to believe that he would have such good luck.

She decided to verify it first: "You said you can control the ghost vine, can you let me see it?"

"Since you asked for it, of course you can. Shen Qinghong said with a chuckle, spreading out his palm, and a black ghost vine instantly popped out of his palm.

At first glance, the ghost vine looked like a black vine, but if you look closely, you will see that it is not an entity, but a black smoke.

What's even weirder is that when it comes out, it spun around flexibly, as if it was observing something.

Probably sensing Su Yunliang's existence, it suddenly turned around and aimed at Su Yunliang.

At this moment, Su Yunliang suddenly had a strong sense of crisis in his heart.

It had no eyes, but she felt like she was being targeted by some terrible monster.

And the more she observed, the stronger the sense of crisis in her heart became.

Suddenly, Shen Qinghong palmed his palm and aimed his palm at a landscape stone five meters away.

Immediately after that, Su Yunliang saw that the ghost vine in his palm shot out like lightning, and in the blink of an eye, the landscape stone was tightly entangled.

Then, the landscape stone turned into a pile of powder at a speed visible to the naked eye.

With a flick of Shen Qinghong's wrist, the ghost vine returned instantly, and then suddenly turned around and aimed at Su Yunliang again. Just before it could make any more moves, Shen Qinghong suddenly clenched his fist and forcibly took it back.

Maybe this ghost vine is really hard to control, after forcibly taking back the ghost vine, Shen Qinghong's face was obviously a little pale.

Su Yunliang looked at it, and immediately took out a fist-sized potbelly porcelain bottle and handed it to Shen Qinghong: "Drink it!"

Shen Qinghong's eyes flashed slightly, he took the porcelain bottle and pulled out the cork neatly, and then he was stunned, and looked at Su Yunliang in dismay: "This is spirit wine?"

Su Yunliang glanced at him: "If you don't want to drink, give it back to me." ”

Shen Qinghong hurriedly took a sip, for fear that Su Yunliang would take it back.

As soon as the wine entered his throat, he narrowed his eyes comfortably, and instinctively digested the aura in the wine. But in the blink of an eye, his pale face turned bloody.

Su Yunliang saw it in his eyes and was not surprised by this.

Her wine was different from the peach blossom brew she had drunk before, the peach blossom brew was very low, and although the aura was much thicker than the bad wine sold outside, it didn't go there much.

The bottle that Shen Qinghong just drank was different, this wine was brewed with blue fruit and Hantan water, with a rich aura, sweet and mellow taste, and an abnormally cold taste.

If the Peach Blossom Brew is a first-order spirit wine, this Blue Er wine should be regarded as a third-order wine.

Shen Qinghong was reluctant to drink anymore after only taking a sip, afraid that the aura would escape, he quickly plugged the wooden cork and stuffed the wine bottle into his sleeve.

Su Yunliang glanced at his sleeve, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he instantly had a guess: "Do you have a storage spirit weapon?"

"Don't you have it too?" Shen Qinghong smiled, he hadn't forgotten that Su Yunliang had just flipped over his hand and took out a bottle of wine.

Su Yun's cold face did not change his face and threw out the words he had thought of: "My father left me a storage ring, thanks to which I can become a spirit chef." ”

Shen Qinghong also guessed so, and the smile on his face was even deeper: "What a coincidence, my mother also left me a storage ring, which is said to be a gift from my father to her." ”

Su Yunliang: "......" This is embarrassing.

However, why did she think Shen Qinghong's tone was a little sarcastic when he said the word "father"?

Su Yunliang silently avoided this topic, and asked Shen Qinghong tentatively: "What are your plans next......?"

Su Yunliang had some expectations, if Shen Qinghong was different from what she thought, she could part ways with him with confidence!

It's a pity that Shen Qinghong broke her expectations with one sentence: "In a month, it will be the Lingwu Competition, and then we will get the quota together and go to the imperial capital." ”

Su Yunliang was very unhappy, she didn't want to go to Dijing with Shen Qinghong at all, and she always felt that the two would become more and more involved if this continued.

She deliberately said, "Oh, yes? Then I wish you a victorious start." I'm not interested in this Dabi, so I won't join in the fun. ”

Shen Qinghong looked at Su Yunliang deeply, his gaze was extremely deep, as if he could see through her thoughts.

Su Yunliang was a little weak by him, and was about to say something more, but Shen Qinghong said with an unchanged face: "If you don't want to participate, forget it, anyway, each selected person has two subordinate places, and you can bring two people with you." ”

Wait, the affiliate slot? Why didn't she know?

Su Yunliang was about to ask what was going on with this quota, but Shen Qinghong had already continued: "This is just a small border county of the empire, and there will be no future if you stay here. What's more, the news that you are a spirit chef has spread to everyone, and the Su family will never give up. ”

Of course, Su Yunliang knew that it was impossible for the Su family to give up, so she didn't plan to stay here longer at all, what she said just now was just to prevaricate Shen Qinghong.

It's okay to go together, and it's the same when you go to the imperial capital and then separate.

She made a decision in her heart, so she no longer dwelled on the question just now, but asked Shen Qinghong: "How do you participate in the Lingwu Competition?"

Shen Qinghong's face remained unchanged, but he was secretly relieved in his heart.

"After three days, it's time to register, as long as you are a spirit master or a samurai, you can sign up. But......" he paused at this point, "you need to show a spirit master or samurai certification when you sign up, you haven't certified yet, right?"

Su Yunliang looked confused, she really didn't!

"The Spirit Master Hall and the Samurai Hall here can only be authenticated at the beginning of the month, and the registration for the Spirit Martial Arts Competition starts in three days, and by the end of the month, you can't wait for the next month's certification. ”

"What should I do then?" Su Yunliang frowned, "There should be another way, right?"

"The certification can only be completed this month. Shen Qinghong frowned when he saw her, and he felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, "As long as you get the letter of introduction from the third-order spirit chef, you can authenticate your identity in the Spirit Master Hall, and now there is only this way." ”

Su Yunliang was still frowning, she didn't know any third-order spirit chefs, who was she going to open this letter of introduction?

Shen Qinghong saw it in his eyes, felt even more uncomfortable in his heart, and couldn't help but say: "You don't have to worry, I know a third-order spirit chef, although his temper is not very good, but he can try." ”

"Hmm. ”

At the same time, the Lingyu Building.

As soon as Bai Lu, who had been busy for most of the day, walked out of the kitchen, she heard a piece of news that made her very unhappy - Su Yunliang turned out to be a spirit chef!

She didn't want to believe that this was true at all: "Senior brother, is this news accurate? Could it be that Su Yunliang is pretending to be Chef Ling again?"

Lin Mu's face was handsome, and he couldn't see joy or anger: "It shouldn't be, I felt wrong last time I was in Lingyu Tower, she should really become a spirit chef." However, she should not have been certified as a spirit chef by now. ”

"No identification?" Bai Lu's eyes flashed, and he didn't know what to think, and a ghostly light suddenly crossed his eyes.