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Feng Muchen sensed Holdel's murderous intentions, and proposed a competition in order to confuse his mind, which was really a hurry. But the words have been spoken, so I can only harden my head and think of a way to escape.

Holdel couldn't imagine that the other party made such a brain-dead request, and couldn't help but secretly rejoice in his heart: Hehe! This is not my change of hexagram, you are looking for death by yourself, but you can't blame me!

"Hmph, you're not small, I wanted you to live a few more days, but you were in a hurry to die, but since you have spoken first, it is against your faith to kill you at this time, I will keep my subordinates (qíng), come on!"

Feng Muchen distinguishes the appearance and color, and knows its intentions. This guy was reluctant to kill him, but in order to avoid future troubles, it is estimated that he will be injured not lightly or severely, at least making him unable to enter the ground.

"Thank you, God, for your advice! But ...... At dinner time, why don't you eat enough and then fight! Wouldn't it be even more joyful to wait until night comes and receive the magic of darkness?"

Holdel was stunned when he heard this: "Hahaha! The kid is still knowledgeable! It's just that when you borrow the sky, I'm afraid you won't have a chance at all!"

Feng Muchen also smiled: "I don't have a chance at any time, it's certain to lose, just to appreciate the Lord of Darkness's divine skills!"

Of course, Feng Muchen's move has another deep meaning.

When night falls, Holdel naturally occupies the time of day. However, he can't beat him anyway, the situation is in his favor, but it makes him think that he is in control, at least he will not rush to kill him, and when he gives what he wants, he usually has a paralyzing and careless mentality.

Moreover, the arrival of night is not without advantages for Feng Muchen.

First of all, Feng Muchen didn't want to fight him at all, he only had one purpose, which was to find a way to escape into the mountains, and his wind resistance skills could be more effective at night, and that time he took advantage of the night to defeat Que Lan has already been verified.

Moreover, a few years ago, Feng Muchen fought a group of snakes under the moon, and he knew every inch of terrain well, and if he summoned the giant eagle while it was dark, he would have another chance.

The most important point...... Every time the moon rises in the snake hill, Feng Muchen has a strange feeling, as if all the creatures in the mountain are revived at that moment, and the pure and fragrant spirit qi is just like the breath left by Lina, the queen of the mountains.

In order to complete her great mission, the queen of the mountains caused the form god to dissipate, but deep down Feng Muchen always believed that the queen and the moon god must have some kind of mysterious connection, and one (rì) will see the queen again.

Feng Muchen has one of the biggest advantages, that is, he is compliant, even in the eyes of outsiders...... Always on the passive.

He challenged the god of darkness in order to solve his urgent needs, which was tantamount to drinking water to quench his thirst, but the established facts judged the situation and found a glimmer of life in the dead.

Because from this point of view, when night comes, Holdale occupies the sky, but Feng Muchen occupies the favorable place and people.

Although the chances of escaping for your life are still slim, at least you can fight.

The wind is light and the clouds are light, and the autumn is high and cool.

Feng Muchen didn't care about the battle situation, and said to Holdel with a smile: "The great god will rest for a while, and I will taste my specialty dish later-Aurora grilled fish!"

Holdel's eyes flashed with doubt, and then he smiled: "Grilled fish?...... Are you going to buy or fish? Hehe! It's not going to be a chance to get away, is it?"

Feng Muchen smiled and looked at him meaningfully: "Don't dare to get an axe, well, the fish will arrive in a while, but I'm worried that I will scare you for a while." ”

Holdel looked at him, and his heart moved, knowing that he must have a trick, but the other party did not say anything...... The question seemed to fall again, so he could only snort and ignore it.

Feng Muchen didn't say much, found a stone to sit down comfortably, hugged his knees and looked at the sky. Laughing in his heart, Holdel put on a fearless look, but he was engrossed in investigating the surrounding movements.

After a while, a white cloud floated in.

"It's coming!" Feng Muchen jumped up and greeted him.

A giant white eagle landed in front of the wind Muchen (shēn) and stood proudly (tǐng).

Holdel was shocked in his heart, and after pondering for a while, he breathed a sigh of relief, and said secretly: This kid is known as the wise man in the world, and that's it! If he is cold when he is fighting me, the giant eagle will attack, it may be a little useful, but he exposed the secret weapon in advance, could it be that my dignified god of darkness will still take this flat-haired beast seriously?

The giant eagle cooed at the wind and muttered, and his expression was extremely intimate, but the eyes that looked at Holdel were fierce, like a sword.

Feng Muchen patted the eagle's back and took down the big fish, said that he was ugly, and began his proud work. The giant eagle stood by the side, eyeing Holdel. Holdel sneered in his heart, turning a blind eye to it, and in order to show the bearing of the sect master, he actually carried his hand (shēn) on his back, and seemed to be completely unconcerned.

Aurora Grilled Fish originally came from Feng Muchen's original, and he personally made it with a (cāo) knife, which is extraordinary and unparalleled in the world. Although Fengxue and Fasilia can also do it, they are all similar in shape, but they account for the light of aurora and magic, and there are many poor ingredients in terms of fire ingredients.

And Feng Muchen has been taught by the third child, and his cooking skills are unparalleled in the world.

It didn't take long for a dish of grilled fish that was at its peak in color and flavor to be completed. Holdale still had his hands behind his back, and the delicacy that captured his five senses could not make him turn (shēn).

Feng Muchen didn't even say hello, put the tableware left before, took the dew from the wind, filled three wine glasses, and waited quietly.

At this time, Lao Huo had mixed feelings in his heart, like a hundred claws scratching his heart. He turns (shēn) not to look at the first is to pretend (bī), and more importantly...... Afraid of making a fool of yourself.

Holdel has been on the run for millions of years, and it is still good to sleep in the open air, hiding (shēn) under glaciers, and not knowing what to eat for several years, and it is not uncommon to do so. When Feng Muchen first started making grilled fish, the aroma of Lao Huo was already hooked, and his index finger moved. Now the dishes are complete, and the aroma is even more fascinating.

It's just that such a big god...... Let people see the wild swallowing of saliva, what kind of system has it become?

After waiting for a long stick of incense, finally, face is not as important as stomach.

Lao Huo gritted his teeth and turned (shēn). The empathetic Feng Muchen didn't look up, and said with a smile: "The former (rì) drank with you, and now you will replace the wine with water, don't be surprised!"

As he spoke, with a flick of his fingers, a glass of water floated in front of Lao Huo.

Holdel took it casually, changed his caution for millions of years, and drank it all before he opened his mouth and thanked him.

Hurry up and eat!

If it is a moment late, I am afraid that the saliva will be rushing like a river of heaven, and it will be difficult to contain it. Lao Huo was still a little pinched at first, and tore one gently, and he couldn't hold it anymore after the first bite.

Go to the special Sven!

This meal is made violently! The wind and clouds that eat straight change color and the sky is dark......

The effort is not big, and a big fish of more than 20 catties has only one backbone left. Feng Muchen and Giant Eagle together didn't eat much as Lao Huo.

"Alas, such a good fish...... It's a pity!" Old Huo shook his fingers and drank the clear water that faded out of the bird.

Feng Muchen said with a smile: "It's a pity that we are both lonely ghosts, and we don't have any retinues, let alone the inexhaustible artifact of the divine envoy's wine!"

"Oh, Hermes still has this treasure! I knew I had robbed him, wouldn't it be much better for millions of years!"

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