Mochizuki Tower, hearing this thunderous restaurant, Demon Zangfeng shook his head and said apologetically, "No, I'll go back and eat"

"Don't worry about the silver, Uncle Hei has a treat, you can eat it with your stomach", Lin Yuehan said with a smile. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"That's it, what is polite to Uncle Hei, today I decided to bleed", Lin Sihei patted his chest, and accidentally caught a glimpse of more than eighty scaly fine iron on the casting table of Demon Zangfeng, and even grabbed Demon Zangfeng's hand, refusing to let go.

couldn't resist Lin Sihei's enthusiasm, Demon Zangfeng had to say truthfully, "My sister is injured, I want to go home to take care of her"

Seeing that the expression of the demon Zangfeng was not like a push, Lin Sihei was not easy to be a strong man, "Then next time, you must go next time, otherwise you will look down on Uncle Hei"

"Okay", helplessly, Demon Zangfeng withdrew his hand.

The three of them registered together, and Lin Ding naturally didn't give any good looks, especially Demon Zangfeng, who was a little impatient by his ill-intentioned eyes.

The three of them walked out of the sword-casting place, and Demon Zangfeng said goodbye to the two of them, and trotted towards the firewood room.

"Drink some wine?", shaking his gaze at the Demon Hidden Front, Lin Sihei turned to Lin Yuedao.

Lin Yuehan shook his head with a smile, he naturally knew who Lin Sihei wanted to invite, "Next time together"

Lin Sihei nodded, and the two said goodbye briefly, one walked towards the residence of the outer disciples of the Lin family, and the other walked towards the small courtyard of the descendant lineage.

Demon Zangfeng soon crossed the trail and came to the firewood room, and frequently heard words such as "sword roar, the strongest break through" along the way.

Without paying much attention, he approached the firewood room, only to find that Xiao Wu was carrying a bench and was napping in the cloak kitchen by the door.

Seeing this scene, Demon Zangfeng was a little crying and laughing, but also a little moved.

"Brother Feng, you're back", Xiao Wu was awakened by the sound of footsteps, jumped down from the bench, and grinned a row of big white teeth on his black and thin face.

"Hmm", Demon Zangfeng stepped forward and said with a smile, "Why didn't you go to work today, did you take a vacation?"

"Almost", Xiao Wu said vaguely, his expression was a little secretive, and then he changed the topic and said, "By the way, Brother Feng, grandpa asked me to ask you how the medicine works."

"The medicine works very well, thank you grandpa for me", Demon Zangfeng pushed open the door and motioned for Xiao Wu to come in.

"That's good, since there's nothing to do, then I'll go back first", Xiao Wu was about to leave after speaking.

"Wait, stay for lunch," Demon Zangfeng said.

"I won't...", Xiao Wu wanted to refuse, but when he spoke, his stomach made a "gurgling" sound, thinking about Brother Feng's craftsmanship, he blushed and touched his head embarrassedly, "Then bother"

Demon Zangfeng smiled slightly, "Come in and sit, I'll fry two dishes"

Xiao Wu nodded obediently and sat at the small square table, for some reason, Brother Feng is obviously not much older than himself, and even looks younger than himself, but there is always a sense of maturity in doing things, or a sense of reassurance.

"Xiao Feng", a slightly colored voice, came from the side of the bed.

Demon Zangfeng trotted over when he heard the sound, "It's me"

The girl on the bed woke up slowly, probably because the effect of Ganoderma lucidum powder was surprisingly good, and after a morning, her face improved a lot.

Looking at the sweaty Demon Hidden Feng, Lin Yuechan's smile bloomed, and she slowly raised her hand to wipe it for him, and said softly, "You're back"

Seeing that Sister Yuechan was already able to raise her hand, Demon Zangfeng was overjoyed, and whispered, "I'm back"

Xiao Wu, who was not far away, watched the scene of welcoming her husband back with her wife, and felt warm in her heart, thinking that even if she couldn't find such a beautiful wife as Brother Feng in the future, she would have to find a gentle, virtuous, and considerate wife.

Demon Zangfeng said a few words to Lin Yuechan briefly, then took a few fresh vegetables bought back yesterday from the corner of the wall, cut a small piece of cured meat, walked into the kitchen with a cloak, and stir-fried the vegetables with a bang.

Xiao Wu didn't sit idly on the bench, but walked out of the room and helped Demon Zangfeng peel onions and carrots.

For a while, the return of Demon Zangfeng, with a vividness, lit up the silent firewood room, and also filled Lin Yuechan's eagerly waiting heart.

"Brother Feng, how is the work of the Sword Casting Institute lately, will you be tired", Xiao Wu said sideways with his black and thin head.

"It's okay", Demon Zangfeng raised the pot, accompanied by a tongue of fire, and the carrot fried meat was flipped in the sky by him, and Xiao Wu who watched it was shocked by his magic skills.

"Xiao Wu, do you know the detailed division of the sword guard", on the way to stir-fry, Demon Zangfeng suddenly said.

"Sword guard?" Xiao Wu glanced at Brother Feng suspiciously, nodded and said, "I know, the Lin clan has three major sword guards, the lowest patrol sword guard, then the clan protection sword guard, and finally the law enforcement sword guard."

"The patrol sword guard is the lowest, but it also requires the cultivation of the third stage of the swordsman, plus it can only be achieved through the assessment, and the sword guard of the protection clan is even stricter, I heard that only the swordsman realm is qualified to join, in addition to cultivation, it is also necessary to perform tasks, and the entire Lin clan adds up to no more than two hundred people."

Demon Zangfeng nodded, "What about the law enforcement sword guard?"

When it came to the law enforcement sword guard, Xiao Wu's face obviously changed a few times, and he was more afraid, just like a child mentioning the big bad wolf.

"The law enforcement sword guard comes from the clan precept office, it is personally selected by the elders, it is rumored that there are only thirteen squads, and the rights of each squad leader are terrifying, and the specific Xiao Wu is not clear, but there is one thing, I heard that the people who were caught in it, none of them have been able to come out intact"

Looking at Xiao Wu's frightened expression, Demon Zangfeng smiled unconsciously, nodded, and didn't ask any more.

Soon, a large bowl of fragrant, golden and greasy radish fried meat was ready, and then Youzangfeng made another scrambled egg with onion and fried bamboo shoots.

The eggs were golden and the bamboo shoots were fragrant, and Xiao Wu swallowed several mouthfuls of saliva before he stopped his teeth.

Lin Yuechan drank Ganoderma lucidum powder in the morning and couldn't eat, so Demon Zangfeng didn't give her vegetables, and Xiao Wu took the food together, came to the small square table together, and started to take a big mouthful.

Demon Zangfeng eats without scruples, it is not an exaggeration to say that he is devouring and the wind and clouds, this is his characteristic, and it can also be said to be a bad problem.

Xiao Wu was stunned for a moment, and under the infection of Demon Zangfeng, he also put down his reserve, picked up a big chopsticks and carrots to fry meat, mixed with white rice, and ate it in a big gulp.

"Brother Feng, your craftsmanship is so good, better than the cook in the cafeteria, I really envy my sister-in-law, you can eat such a dish every day", Xiao Wu said vaguely while eating.

"Sister Yuechan's craftsmanship is good, I'm still far away, when she is ready, I must let her fry it for you to taste", Demon Zangfeng wrapped a big mouthful of rice in his mouth, but the chopsticks in his hand did not stop.

Lin Yuechan was lying on the bed, listening to the conversation between the two, a smile on the corner of her mouth, she hadn't been so happy for a long time.

......

Just when the small firewood room was immersed in the inexplicable warmth, a young man in green clothes and a green steel sword hanging from his waist not far away, playing with a silver hairpin in his hand, walked over without hurry.

"I don't know if that little bastard is mentally deranged, I don't want to duel with a demented person," he said with a playful smile on his face.