Zheng Feng looked at the three giant snake eggs of about five meters in front of him.

Frowning and disgusted, this is all.

You said that you are a snake demon at the peak of the second order of the Immortal Dao, you don't collect some million-year-old immortal medicine and immortal grass, and I don't dislike hundreds of thousands of years of immortal medicine and immortal grass.

But why do you tell me, what does this set of kitchen utensils mean?

Also, this special still wants to be immortal.

Do you want to make a fortune and become well-off?

Zheng Feng looked confused, he didn't know that he thought he had entered the kitchen.

Finally, think.

The thief does not go empty.

Wrong.

We're passing through. Yes, if.

Look at how many ownerless things are not safe here.

"Let's go, I'll get you out of here. It's easy to lose here. Zheng Feng swept everything in the snake cave with a righteous face.

Return to the camp.

Jiufenhua looked at Zheng Feng with a helpless expression.

Turning his head to look at the spirit deer in front of him.

The crackling sound sounded from time to time, the spirit deer was roasted golden brown, about ten meters long, and a few drops of oil dripped down from the deer body from time to time. Zheng Feng was hungry.

"Just wait a minute, you go wash your hands first. Zheng Feng nodded.

Zheng Feng smiled lewdly: "Wait for something good to eat." Hey, hey, hey. ”

With a wave of his hand, he took out a ten-meter-sized iron pot.

With a wave of his hand, he summoned a few boulders and placed them under the iron pot.

The dry wood scattered around automatically floated to the bottom of the iron pot, and the fire burned on its own.

Then Zheng Feng turned into a twenty-meter-sized body and put oil around the iron pot.

As soon as you look at the action, you know it's not the first time I've done it.

Zheng Feng took out two snake eggs, and subconsciously licked the corners of his mouth.

With both hands on each other, the golden egg liquid flowed down the crack.

At this time, the fire is hot and the oil is hot.

The egg liquid flows into the pot and a sizzling sound sounds.

Didn't put anything else.

In Zheng Feng's words, it is pure and delicious. In fact, there is no material to be found.

Zheng Feng was holding a broken knife in his hand, the door panel was so big, it was about the same as a pocket fruit knife in his hand.

Seeing that the egg in the pot turned into a flatbread, Zheng Feng controlled the flatbread to fly, cutting it in two, and one person and half.

Finally, cut a small half on his side, which is for the little golden dragon.

Take out three large plates, and the snake egg cakes fall on top of each other. It exudes a delicate fragrance and bewitching atmosphere.

Feel free to throw aside a big knife as big as the door panel in your hand.

Get back in shape and get back to a height of 1.4 meters.

The other half of the long division painting is also ready to roast the deer.

Pick up his two-meter-long silver big knife, brush it, and instantly split it into half-meter-sized pieces.

Finally, a spirit deer filled a whole large plate.

"It's time to eat. Zheng Feng shouted excitedly, and ran over directly with his little short legs, picked up the little golden dragon, and grabbed it.

Looking at Zheng Feng's current appearance for a long time, he will feel that he is a normal child, not a half-grown child who has been pretending to be mature. Although still a child.

Jiufenhua walked over and watched Zheng Feng gnaw on a large piece of venison in one hand and a large piece of venison in the other, his mouth full of oil.

"Why don't you eat it, eat it. If it's cold, it won't taste good. Zheng Feng glanced at the painting for a long time in confusion, then lowered his head and ate again.

Jiufenhua pursed his lips and smiled, then picked up the venison and snake egg cake and ate it.

The little golden dragon was eating the snake egg cake when he suddenly turned his head, looked around, and continued to eat without noticing.

The space suddenly shattered.

Roar.

A roar came.

Space explodes.

Zheng Feng and Jiufen, who were eating, were pale.

Drops of cold sweat appeared on Zheng Feng and Jiufen's brains.

Sitting cross-legged on the ground, the limbs stiffened, and the space seemed to be frozen.

Knock, knock, knock.

Footsteps are near.

Knock knock, knock knock.

Footsteps are getting closer.

Space shattered piece by piece. Spatial turbulence soars.

A spatial turbulence struck towards Zheng Feng.

Zheng Feng watched, and a wind passed through his body.

The shoulders are deep and bone-seeing.

Traces of blood oozed from the bones.

A piece of flesh disappeared without a trace.

'No, I can't stay any longer, if I don't leave here, I'll die here completely.' I don't even have a chance to be reborn with a drop of blood. Zheng Feng moved his eyeballs with difficulty, and glanced at Jiufen's painting with his eyes, only to see that Jiufen's painting was even more miserable, and his breath was weak. It didn't attack her, but the aura was terrifying.