After waiting for a short time, there was already a pool of blood under the man's seat, and his clothes were more than half dyed red, but he didn't seem to realize it, he didn't even frown, and sat there quietly, waiting for his face.

"The jade blood knife cuts the face, use it slowly. Hao Yan walked out of the back kitchen and placed a large bowl of hot noodles that had just come out of the pot in front of the man.

The noodles in the bowl are shaped like willow leaves, with medium thickness and thin edges, and the shape of each one is subtly different, which is completely different from that of cut and rolled noodles.

The soup is bright and slightly brown and salty, with a rich bone freshness and a hint of spiciness, and the finishing touch forms a strong stimulation to the sense of smell.

Look at the row of blood clots on the noodles dark red like jade, like a toppled tarot card, next to a few bean sprouts and two balls cut out of the flower knife, sprinkled with a little green onion, red, white and green are distinctly colored, shining and seductive under the light of the five-inch food qi.

"Good face!" the man praised, and his cold and stiff face finally moved slightly.

"Good knife!" Hao Yan grabbed the long knife and shook it gently, the blade popped out, and the edge of the blade was not only not bright, but black as ink and not reflective, in stark contrast to the crimson blood.

The man didn't even look at his knife, grabbed the chopsticks and first grabbed a piece of blood clot like red jade and sent it to his mouth, the blood clot was very soft and tender, and it was broken when he bit it.

The food flows into the stomach with the heat, and the spirit that is on the verge of depletion is actually rejuvenated, just like a long drought and nectar, winter snow and spring sun, the warm and moist wonderful feeling is indescribable.

The murderous aura in the small noodle restaurant was gone, Huang Jiao, Di Chunming and Di Qiu looked at it and swallowed their saliva, but they were still nervous in their hearts, and the two feelings were torturous to tear each other.

The man hurriedly tasted another bite of noodles, and suddenly his mouth was full of relish, the noodles were slippery on the outside and gluten on the inside, and the entrance was like a loach, and he got into his mouth before he reacted when he sucked it, but after biting it, it was chewy inside, soft but not sticky, and the more he chewed, the more he felt fragrant.

When you taste the soup again, the salty, fresh, mellow and mellow warmth warms your heart, and the blood clot and the deliciousness of the noodles are combined at once.

At that moment, footsteps were heard again at the door, and a young man with tall hands stood still in the doorway.

The costume was torn in many places, but there was no real damage, and he was holding a short sword in his left hand, and a drop of blood was dripping off the blade.

"Ning Jiudao, when you are dying, you are still in the mood to eat noodles, do you want to eat enough and go on the road?"

Ning Jiudao continued to eat noodles by himself, as if he hadn't heard it.

The sword-wielding young man chuckled lightly and walked in step by step with a short sword.

"You also eat noodles?" Hao Yan asked.

"It's really fragrant, then bring me a bowl too. The young man took a deep breath and sat down at the table next to him, with a look of intoxication.

"My flour does not sell gold or silver, but if you want to eat it, exchange it with your sword. Hao Yan pointed to the short sword in the young man's hand.

"Oh?" the young man narrowed his eyes, and the aura around him became sharper and sharper, like a sharp sword about to be unsheathed.

"It's his knife. Hao Yan raised the long knife with the sheath in his hand, and the meaning was self-evident.

The young man was obviously stunned, looked at the long knife and then looked at Ning Jiudao, who was eating noodles, suddenly laughed, and casually threw the short sword to Hao Yan: "Okay, just change it, just take it." ”

Hao Yan caught the short sword, turned around and went to the bottom of the kitchen, and soon a bowl of hot brand-new knife-cut noodles appeared in front of the young man.

The light of food is five inches, but the noodles are not blood clot balls, but chicken legs, which are fragrant and mouth-watering.

"Hey, how is it different from him?" the young man asked.

"He needs to replenish blood, you don't. Hao Yan said.

"You're saving him?" the youthful aura became fierce again.

Hao Yan said indifferently: "The person who comes is a guest, and the guest can't die in the store." ”

This is true, and there is no difference between dying early and dying late. The young man's fierce anger dissipated, grabbed his chopsticks and began to eat noodles.

Don't look at the luxurious clothes he wears, but his eating appearance is quite rude, and he stuffs his mouth with chopsticks.

The teeth cut off the noodles, the bottom half of the noodles crackled and fell back into the bowl, and the noodles in the mouth bounced wantonly, slippery like a group of carp jumping into the water, jumping alive on the tongue.

"Hmm, grunt, delicious, this taste is really amazing!" the young man's eyes lit up and he praised endlessly, and after speaking, he directly grabbed the chicken leg with his hand and bit it.

The thin chicken skin melts in the mouth and the oil is fragrant, and the chicken thighs are soaked in the soup, and the soft meat is filled with delicious soup, and the flavor is delicate and flexible, both in terms of texture and taste, which are not comparable to ordinary chicken thighs.

"Fragrant, so fragrant, really fragrant, what kind of chicken leg is this?" The young man bit wildly, and ate the whole chicken leg in a few bites, not even letting go of the shredded flesh of the bone.

"Jade-crowned silver-feathered chicken. Hao Yan replied.

"It's really not a mortal thing, give me another one!" the young man was still unsatisfied.

"Add the price of chicken thighs, what else can you exchange?" Hao Yan looked the young man up and down.

The young man's face froze, and he really didn't bring anything else valuable: "My name is Hong Xuanfeng, is this name enough?"

As soon as these words came out, Huang Jiao's face changed sharply, and Di Chunming's face changed greatly after thinking about it.

"Hong Xuanfeng? Hao Yan shook his head, he really hadn't heard of it.

"You don't know me?" Hong Xuanfeng looked stunned.

"Why do I want to know?" asked Hao Yan rhetorically.

"Because I'm amazing!" Hong Xuanfeng said.

"I'm also very powerful, do you know me?" Hao Yan continued to ask rhetorically.

This time, Hong Xuanfeng was really asked, and stared at Hao Yan for a long time before retracting his gaze: "I don't know, you will know sooner or later." ”

After speaking, Hong Xuanfeng lowered his head and continued to eat noodles, and the whole bowl of noodles snorted and quickly poured into his stomach.

At the same time, Ning Jiudao had also finished eating, and there was no soup left in the huge bowl of noodles.

"I have no regrets about being able to eat such a delicacy before I die. Ning Jiudao put down his chopsticks.

"Do you really have no regrets?" said Hao Yan.

Ning Jiudao's complexion changed slightly, and then he took a deep breath and said: "I said no regrets, that is, no regrets, the knife is yours, and we don't owe each other!"

Huo Ran got up, Ning Jiudao turned around and walked out of the noodle shop, the blood flow had stopped, his breath was stable, and he jumped on the opposite roof and accelerated towards the distance.

"The noodles are good noodles, I hope next time my prey is not you!" Hong Xuanfeng got up and strode out, jumped up and chased after Ning Jiudao.

The small noodle shop regained its calm, and Hao Yan glanced at Di Chunming and Di Qiu: "Still stunned?

The two suddenly came back to their senses, and hurriedly found buckets and rags and began to clean up.

Huang Jiao swallowed his saliva with some difficulty, and said in a low voice, "Lord, you really don't know Hong Xuanfeng?"

"Why do I want to know?" Hao asked.

"Hong Xuanfeng is the third son of the King of the Royal Sea, his talent is extremely high, and his strength is extremely strong, it is rumored that you have been favored by a master, and you have the potential to surpass the mortal realm and cultivate into the Gang realm!" Huang Jiao said fearfully.

Hao Yan suddenly remembered a conversation with Chu Linfeng, the third son of the Royal Sea King, isn't the object of Chu Xinyi's forced marriage to be the third son of the Royal Sea King?