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Dare to poison her presence?

This is undoubtedly contempt for Nangong Bixiao.

Nangong Jian suddenly realized that he was speechless, and hurriedly turned around and pleaded with him: "Mother, the child just cares, and there is no disrespect. ”

Nangong Bixiao was indifferent, but there was a hint of imperceptible look in her eyes.

Wen Feng dodged Nangong Jian's kick just now, and among the people in the audience, only Nangong Bixiao saw the doorway.

Although on the surface, Wen Feng's body did not move, and he changed the tray from his left hand to his right hand, which seemed to be very relaxed.

But in fact, Nangong Bixiao could see at a glance that Wen Feng had just entered the True Qi Realm at this time.

In terms of strength, not to mention Nangong Sword, I am afraid that it is much worse than Nangong Miao.

It stands to reason that with Nangong Jian's kick, Wen Feng couldn't dodge it at all.

The reason why Wen Feng was able to dodge easily was that he used his left hand to pretend to be from the beginning.

And his actual tray was originally his right hand.

In this way, Nangong Jian kicked over, and it was just an image.

Wen Feng had been prepared to guard against a sneak attack from the beginning, so the virtual image of his left hand was just to lure the opponent into being fooled.

Nangong Bixiao glanced at Wen Feng deeply.

This young man, although his strength is far behind, his mind is by no means ordinary.

From the moment he swept the audience at a glance just now, Nangong Bixiao's gaze stayed on this person for a moment, and he faintly felt that he was a little different.

Although this person has been trying not to attract attention, Nangong Bixiao still found him at a glance in the crowd.

Nangong Bixiao remained silent and said with a smile: "What he has in his hand is the gift that my youngest daughter gave me?"

"How could Miao come to harm me?"

"The sword doesn't need to be stopped, it doesn't hurt to let him take it. ”

"Yes!"

Nangong Jian gritted his teeth and secretly hated, so he had no choice but to step aside.

Nangong Miao snorted, glanced at Nangong Jian fiercely, and then led Wen Feng to Nangong Bixiao together.

Nangong Bixiao smiled and asked, "Miao, what have you done for your mother?"

Without waiting for Nangong Miao Miao to speak, Wen Feng said lightly: "What Miss Miao Miao gave to the head of the family is Qilian Phoenix Soup. ”

"Oh?"

Nangong Bixiao was quite surprised, and said, "A slim gift, it's also a clear phoenix soup?"

"It's kind of interesting. ”

"Come, bring it up and let me taste it. ”

Wen Feng handed the tray in his hand to Nangong Miao.

The little girl picked up the ordinary-looking porcelain bowl with both hands, couldn't help frowning slightly, and said in a low voice: "Wen Feng, why don't you use a good-looking bowl to hold it?"

Although the little girl's voice was low, she was still heard by many people around.

Nangong Jian and the others laughed and said, "Inferior people, of course, they will only use this kind of rotten bowl!"

"I'm afraid this is what he kneels outside to beg for food, and now he is in front of his mother?"

"Little sister, where did you bring such a beggar back?"

"Hahaha!"

Nangong Miao was a little embarrassed on her face, but she only heard Wen Feng say lightly: "Whether the food is delicious or not does not depend on the quality of the bowl. ”

"The taste is excellent and just as memorable. ”

"You just serve it. ”

Nangong Miao saw that Wen Feng was confident, so he nodded and said, "Okay." ”

Below, Huang Wulian and the others sneered and said, "It's really unashamed!"

"The finest food must be made in the finest utensils to show off the taste. ”

"As the so-called grape wine glow-in-the-dark glass, drinking is still like this, and the food can't be sloppy!"

"I don't know where the stinky beggar came out, holding a job bowl, and he dares to brag here!"

"It's ridiculous, let's see what he can do!"

Nangong Miao was worried, holding the porcelain bowl in both hands, gently putting it in front of Nangong Bixiao, and said, "Mother, you ......"

"Let's see if Wenfeng is good or not. ”

Nangong Bixiao nodded slightly and said, "Is his name Wen Feng?"

"It's a bit of a sight to behold. ”

Nangong Miao hurriedly said: "He was invited back by his daughter only in the past two days, so my mother has never seen it before." ”

"But Wen Feng is not a bad person, and he will definitely not poison his mother. ”

Nangong Bixiao smiled slightly, and secretly said: "Silly boy, if someone poisons her, won't my mother see it?"

Nangong smiled shyly and whispered, "I know that no one can harm you." ”

Nangong Bixiao's eyes glanced at Wen Feng deeply, Wen Feng didn't dare to look at each other, only stood with his head bowed slightly.

Nangong Bixiao retracted her gaze and slowly turned to the porcelain bowl placed in front of her.

She stretched out a slender jade hand, gently lifted the lid, and saw the soup juice in the bowl, a faint fragrance filled her nose, and she couldn't help but sigh.

"This smell ......"

Nangong Bixiaodai's eyebrows trembled slightly, and her expression seemed to move.

"What's wrong, mother?"

Nangong Miao next to him was extremely nervous, and hurriedly asked.

Nangong Bixiao seemed to be a little thoughtful, and muttered: "Mo Qi is fragrant and light, and the light jade is smooth and rainy." ”

"How...... Will it have this aroma?"

"Huh?"

"How can this soup be so white and immaculate?"

Nangong Miao didn't know what to do, his eyes widened, and he asked worriedly, "What...... What is the fragrance?

"Mother, what's wrong?"

Nangong Bixiao shook her head slightly and said: "It's nothing, these two sentences are talking about two strange flavors of the world, I just smelled it suddenly, and I feel a little similar, so I was a little surprised." ”

"But that's not possible, it's probably my hallucination. ”

"Just ......"

"It's rare that this soup can be boiled into a white and flawless state. ”

Nangong asked in a trembling voice, "Pure white...... Isn't it good?"

At this time, Huang Wulian in the distance said loudly: "Of course it's not good!"

"Even if the Qilian Phoenix is an immortal product, after all, it is also greasy, even if it is boiled for seven seven or forty-nine days, it is impossible to boil all the oil and juice in the meat. ”

"Therefore, when Qingfeng soup is made, it must leave some pale yellow soup juice, and it can never be white and flawless!"

"He's not a Qilian phoenix soup at all!"

Nangong Jian also said loudly: "That's right!"

"Mother must be careful, I'm afraid that this kid's phoenix soup has a ghost!"

Nangong Zixin hurriedly said, "What nonsense are you talking about, how can Miao Miao harm her mother?"

Nangong Jian said coldly: "Hmph, I'm just afraid that I don't know my heart if I know people!"

"My little sister is too young and has been taken advantage of!"

Nangong Miao hurriedly said: "No, Wen Feng won't lie to me!"

At this time, everyone's eyes turned to Wen Feng together.

But he saw that his face was expressionless, and he said lightly: "Who said that Qilian Feng must stay up for forty-nine days?"

"The immortal energy has been boiled up, what kind of immortal product can it be called?"

"Use an ordinary stove fire to boil phoenix soup, and boil a fairy unicorn phoenix until the fat juice is splashed and greasy. ”

"Are you supposed to be stewing an old hen?"

"Hmph, that's what only those stupid low-level cooks can think of. ”