That night, Liang Xiyu, who was dressed in cloth and looked more ordinary than ordinary people, found the inn where Ling Zheng was, and Ling Zheng and Biqingkong hot pot had not finished eating, so they went to meet him in their room together.

Liang Xiyu's face was a little pale, but the smile on his face was very good. If he didn't say it, no one would believe that he was the second young master of the Liang family.

"Brother Ling, I have done half of what I promised you. ”

Liang Xishu saw that there were onlookers present, and he didn't shy away from it, and with a flick of his hand, two heads sealed by ice cubes appeared on the table.

The big yellow cat was startled, but after careful observation, he stared at Liang Xiyu for a long time: "These two are both masters of the Yuanying Realm?"

Liang Xiyu just smiled and didn't say anything.

Bi Qingkong's eyes were more solemn: "Liang Suli of the Liang family, Liang Suzheng, are all fifth-order characters in the Yuan Infant Realm, you killed them?"

Liang Xiyu nodded lightly, and said to Ling Zheng with a smile: "These two are Liang Wendao's diehards, and everyone has an eight-grade spirit weapon on their bodies. I brought them to you, and as for the eight-grade spirit weapon, I kept it useful and won't show it to you. ”

"You haven't been discovered, have you?" Ling Zheng nodded, stretched out his hand and slapped the two frozen heads into ice powder, and then said, "If someone finds out, you will be in a lot of trouble." ”

"Don't worry, both of them were killed by me with one blow. In front of the people of the Liang family, what came out of the table was only the cultivation of the first order of the Jindan Realm, and they were afraid that when they were dying, they would not have thought that it was me who made the move. Liang Xiyu smiled very happily: "Back then, these two people did a lot of intolerable things, and I slaughtered them, which can be regarded as doing the right thing for heaven." ”

"In two days, we'll meet at the east exit of the Corner, and I'll be disguised as a very old monk dressed in cloth. Liang Xishu said, and saluted the few people present: "Since this is the case, I won't bother for the next time and say goodbye." ”

Liang Xishu said that he would go, and he did not drag the mud and water at all.

After Liang Xi died, a cat and a dog, plus three men and one woman, began to discuss countermeasures, and after discussing for a while, they finally decided to let the big yellow cat be a military advisor.

The big yellow cat immediately put on a posture that he should have, and the cat had a smile on his face that looked like he didn't hold back a fart, and said: "The plan is very simple, when the time comes, we will be divided into three groups, this seat will be with the dog brother, the stupid big one and the bald man together, Ling Zheng, you and this little girl together." If the kid from the Liang family who just left didn't lie, the Liang family's side, without the two Yuanying Realm who had mastered the eight-grade spirit weapon, would almost become a pile of scum, easy to deal with. ”

"As for the godson force of Sanxiao Pavilion, that is, what Hundred Soldiers Mountain, even if there is a master of the Yuanying Realm, that kid from the Liang family can at least entangle one at that time, and this seat and Brother Dog will attack coldly, and it is not a problem to kill one. The rest of the Jindan Realm, the stupid big man and the bald head deal with a gang, Ling Zheng and the little girl deal with a gang, and they can run properly. ”

"Don't hide it when the time comes, and make as much effort as you can. The big yellow cat said: "I always feel that this time is not as simple as it seems on the surface, there will definitely be no fewer people who will appear and want to stop us when the time comes, and there will be no fewer people who have taken a fancy to Ling Zheng's two eight-grade spiritual weapons and want to wait for an opportunity to make a move." Only by being ruthless can you create a strong enough deterrent to those grandsons. ”

"Got it?" asked the big yellow cat, one black and one white, as it glanced at everyone and whispered.

Ling Zheng, Bi Qingtian, Du Ming, and Cheng Yu all nodded. The lineup on their side can be called luxurious, not to mention the two strongest people of the younger generation, plus Bi Qingkong, who was born in the Jindan Realm, and Ling Zheng, a perverted array mage who was born out of nowhere, if the four of them are combined together, the masters of the Yuanying Realm will dare to stand up to him.

Not to mention, there is also a cat and a dog on the side that can abolish the body of the master of the Yuan Infant Realm. In addition, Liang Xiyu, Ling Zheng, and Cheng Yu, whose strength is unknown, but must be very strong, are both beginning to look forward to the next battle.

Two days is not too short, but it is not too long, and soon, there is only one night left before the ban on chaotic corners is lifted.

The activities of Baibing Mountain and the Liang family in the past two days have been relatively frequent, and it is estimated that the Liang family has killed two Yuan Infant Realm masters. Liang Yuxiao also ostensibly ordered that the real culprit must be found, and the consequence of this practice was that after that, the entire chaotic corner knew that the Liang family had killed two masters.

The reputation of the Liang family in the chaotic corner has been somewhat damaged.

On the other hand, the originally very quiet side of Baibing Mountain began to talk about Han Shenghua's death, saying that the original agreement was to stop at the point, but Ling Zheng made a dead move, and he must avenge Han Shenghua. But there were many people who had watched the battle between Ling Zheng and Han Shenghua that day, and they all knew that this was just a self-deception on the side of Baibing Mountain, and they wanted to find a reason for themselves to take action against Ling Zheng.

But even when they saw that the people in Baibing Mountain were comforting themselves, most of the cultivators did not express their stance or refute it.

Ling Zheng had two eighth-grade spirit weapons on his body, and if he died, he might be able to pick up a leak.

The eight-grade spirit weapon, if obtained by ordinary cultivators, is enough to soar into the sky, and its combat power has increased several times.

Soon it was already night, Ling Zheng took Cheng Yu, Du Ming, the big yellow cat, and the big yellow dog to visit the Chaotic Color Palace first, and then bought the ingredients, returned to the inn, and set up a huge hot pot.

Bi Qingkong likes to eat hot pot very much, and Ling Zheng can see that he originally planned to eat at the Wuxiang Pavilion in the Chaotic Color Palace, but when he thought that she might be hungry, he came back.

After Bi Qingkong knew, his gaze at Ling Zheng softened a little, the big yellow cat's eyes were sharp, and he kept laughing, and he was almost grabbed by Bi Qingkong's tail and thrown into the hot pot.

The ingredients were well prepared, and there was plenty of wine, because tomorrow there was a high probability that there would be a battle of life and death, and everyone had a surprisingly good appetite. As a cook, Ling Zheng was very busy, constantly serving vegetables to Bi Qingtian, but Bi Qingkong was silent, except for the big yellow cat, it is estimated that no one knows what she is thinking.

This hot pot was eaten until midnight, and the stomach was round as a monk's crossing of the underworld, and the sadness of the master's death was somewhat reduced, and after that, he and Cheng Yu went back to their rooms. The big yellow dog and the big yellow cat are looking for a place to chat.

After Ling Zheng cleaned up the table, he gently pushed open the window, looking at the night in the chaotic corner, and was distracted for a while.

A sentence came out of Leng Buding's side: "What, are you afraid of the battle that is about to appear tomorrow?"

Ling Zheng didn't look at it and knew that it was the dominatrix in Bi Qingtian, and said with a smile: "It's not that I'm afraid, but it's a little boring, come on, I just have nothing to do, let's chat." ”

Bi Qingkong glanced at Ling Zheng, and made Ling Zheng extremely embarrassed by a hard sentence: "I really don't have anything to talk to you about." ”

Ling Zheng was stunned for a while, and then shook his head: "It's better to talk about why you like to eat hot pot so much." I remember the first few times I invited you to dinner, and you didn't seem to have an appetite, why did you see the hot pot like a starving ghost possessed you?"

Bi Qingkong glared at him, Ling Zheng knew that he had lost his words, and took two steps back, for fear that Bi Qingkong would fly out with a fist.

"Do you really want to know?" Bi Qingtian asked in a low voice as she looked at Ling Zheng.

"I'm really curious. Old man Yun said that women who can eat are generally very blessed, and you will definitely not be bad in the future. Ling Zheng said with a smile: "As a friend, I will give you a Jianyi, and in the future, I will find someone who likes to eat hot pot as much as you and can make a good hot pot to marry, it will definitely be no worse." ”

Bi Qingkong glared at Ling Zheng again, making Ling Zheng shut up.

After pondering for a while, Bi Qingtian looked at the night in the distance, and said a little distractedly: "I told you, when I was young, I basically didn't eat, and I was fed some strange things by the people of the Biyou Sword Sect every day. Again, a deacon of the Biyou Sword Sect saw that I was really pitiful, and brought me a bowl of rice and a few pieces of beef stew, which were the best things I had ever eaten in my life. ”

Bi Qingkong smiled: "At that time, I was still thinking, how could there be such delicious things in this world. After that, the deacon would often bring me something to eat, and that was probably the only time I felt warm in my childhood. ”

"My birthday and the ancestor worship ceremony of the Biyou Sword Sect are one day, so on my ninth birthday, those elders who originally studied me day and night went to pay tribute to the ancestor. The deacon, knowing that it was my birthday, set up a hot pot in his house and secretly took me out to eat. ”

Bi Qingkong said, the corners of his mouth unconsciously raised, revealing a smile: "At that time, the deacon said that I was like a starving ghost reincarnated, but he still kept serving me vegetables. Since then, I've been in love with hot pot. ”

"But the good times didn't last long, because the deacon met a powerful demon beast when he was out, he was swallowed alive by the demon beast, and his bones were gone. Bi Qingkong's voice instantly became a little low: "I don't even have the opportunity to pay tribute to him." Since then, no one has secretly brought me food, and no one has secretly taken me out to eat hot pot. ”

Speaking of this, Bi Qingkong reached out and wiped his eyes, looked at Ling Zheng, and said softly: "When you first said that you were going to invite me to eat hot pot, I had a feeling of dreaming, if it wasn't for you reminding me, I would have forgotten that I used to like it so much." ”

Ling Zheng stared at Bi Qingtian for a long time, and said with a smile: "You still didn't say why you like hot pot." ”

Bi Qingkong thought about it, and showed a beautiful smile that Ling Zheng was stunned for a while because of his amazement: "If you really say what the reason is, maybe the deacon said it more accurately." He told me at the time that eating hot pot can make people feel warm. ”

"I want to experience that warmth, and I want it to last. ”

Bi Qingtian looked at the sky, and tears had slowly flowed down her peerless face that had restored her original face.

Ling Zheng looked at it for a while, and then said with a smile: "Hey, isn't it just a hot pot, what a big deal, aren't we going to leave together next?" Don't worry, my skills in making hot pot are good, Master Tai and Old Man Yun have praised it, it won't be too unpalatable." So, don't cry, those who know think you're reminiscing about the past, and those who don't know think you're crying when you're hungry. ”

The blue sky with its original appearance and the appearance of the person before were simply two people, except for the unchanging eyes. She turned her head to look at Ling Zheng for a long time, and asked in a low voice, "Do you like to eat hot pot?"

"I like it, with some soju, the taste is hopeless. Ling Zheng hadn't eaten enough just now, and when he thought about it, he was a little hungry, and he replied without thinking.

"What about you...... Do you like to make hot pot?" Bi Qingkong seemed to have mustered up the courage to ask such a sentence.

Ling Zheng nodded reflexively: "This job is quite simple, hey, wait for us to leave this messy corner tomorrow, find a place where no one is, and catch a few monsters with delicious meat, I'll let you see what the name 'Five Elements Hot Pot' is given by Old Man Yun's foodie, that taste, I guess you are such a woman who goes crazy when you see hot pot, you can chew all the pots, it's really not blowing, ...... when the time comes."

"Bang!"

Ling Zheng flew out of the inn through the window and slammed into the street, smashing a big hole in the ground.

Ling Zheng didn't know where he had offended this dominatrix, he lay in the pit and got up cursing for a long time.

"I'm cǎo, what's wrong, the dominatrix is the dominatrix, on the surface she has become a beauty, but her heart has not changed at all!"

Suddenly, he felt a gust of cold wind, and after Ling Zheng crawled out of the pit, he saw Bi Qingtian standing on the edge of the pit looking at him.

"You're scolding me again?" Bi Qingkong turned back to his half-human, half-ghost appearance at this moment, and looked at Ling Zheng for a long time.

Ling Zheng naturally didn't admit it even if he was killed, and smiled like an idiot: "Absolutely not, I remembered what Brother Ning told me about the Muye Divine Fork again." It's a coincidence, every time you punch it, you can think of that thing. ”

"You punched me eleven times when you went crazy before, and now you return the punch, and there are ten punches left, you remember. ”

Bi Qingkong coldly threw out such a sentence and walked slowly towards the inn.

Gray-headed and earthy-faced, Ling Zheng asked Cangtian speechlessly, not seeing Bi Qingtian's face full of smiles, absolutely beautiful and moving.