Chapter 63: The Secret of the Feng Clan (Part II)
Glancing at the clansman, Jin Qi said coldly, "Have you forgotten the dragon master's order to enter the dragon's lord? No one can enter the fire dragon cave without its order." ”
"But what if those humans wake up the Dragon Lord? In that case, the Dragon Lord will probably be to blame. ”
Jin Yi's eyes lit up with coldness, "If they were smart, they wouldn't do that." What's more, there are Feng people between them, and they won't let them do that. You take a hundred people to the top of the mountain, and if they try to escape from there, you know what to do. Although there are two exits from the Fire Dragon Cave, they never have any chances. I trapped them inside. See how long they can hold out. If they do wake up the Dragon Lord, then I can only mourn for them. I don't think it would be too serious for Lord Ryu's guilt, and I've prepared a lot of dried snow fish that he loves. ”
"Oh no, Elder. Our mortally wounded brothers are all dead. A dragonman warrior hurried over.
"What? How is this possible? Although they are seriously injured, it is impossible for them to die based on their ability to recover. Jin Yi stood up violently, pulling the wound on his chest, and his face couldn't help but become more ugly.
"Elder, it's poison, and it seems to be a poison specifically targeting our dragon race. The brothers all died blackened. I think it must be the woman of the Feng clan, and her sword is poisonous. ”
Jin Yi's whole body was shocked, although it was hostile, his impression of Feng Nu was surprisingly good. It's not that Feng Nu is beautiful, but because she has always been merciful to her subordinates during the battle, even in the end of the extremely angry state. She didn't kill either.
"No, it could never be her. Otherwise, with the fact that she doesn't need to poison us in the phoenix transformation state, she can easily kill our people, go, take me to see. With that, Jin Qi walked towards the woods under the leadership of his clansmen. He didn't notice that he had just entered the woods. An almost unrecognizable black figure crept into the cavern.
As time passed, the minds of the members of the Ice Moon Mercenary Regiment gradually stabilized. Li Qi, Fengyun and Dragon Spirit took out some instant food and water from the space magic items for everyone to eat and drink, and after careful counting, all the thirty-nine people except for Long Ling, Li Qi and Fengyun were all injured to the extent of immobility, and as many as twenty-three of them were seriously injured. Most of them are barely able to move, but fortunately they haven't died yet.
Nian Bing and Feng Nu had returned to the crowd, and with the help of the dragon spirit, his injured shoulder had been re-treated. Li Qi used the mana he had accumulated for half of the world to apply a seventh-order water healing technique to him, which made Nian Bing's pain a little less. However, the treatment of the water system can only heal his wounds at best, and the broken bones and meridians cannot be connected, and there is no better way to do this situation, in this cave.
Nian Bing simply told Feng Nu's speculation about the cave to Li Qi, Carlo, Gatling, and Hua Rui. As soon as they heard that there was a possibility of escape, everyone was immediately excited.
Carlo hesitated for a moment and said, "Nian Bing." What if we just take the bottle? After all, the employer wants it, and we're already here,......"
Nian Bing interrupted Carlo's words and said categorically: "When is it, you still care about this." We are already the luckiest to be able to go back alive. Only by abandoning greed can we survive, can possessions be compared to life?"
Carlo sighed, nodded, and said, "Okay, this matter is settled, I will restrain my subordinates."
Nian Bing's brows furrowed slightly, and he didn't feel the resolute emotion from Carlo's tone. At this moment, for the first time, he felt that the mercenaries were justified in being classified as a low-class union.
"If somebody tries to do something with those finances, I don't think I'll be polite. In order to survive, I don't mind killing people. Feng Nu walked over slowly with the Heavenly God Sword on the ground. The trembling on her body had disappeared, and Nian Bing's Zhengyang Knife was in her arms at this time, with the roar of the God of Flames, after resting for a while, her vitality had recovered a little
Seeing the appearance of Feng Nu, Carlo's face suddenly became a little more embarrassed, "Miss Feng Nu, don't misunderstand, I will definitely restrain my subordinates, you can rest assured of this." We don't want to die here!"
Feng Nu bowed her head and said, "This is the best, for everyone's lives." ”
After discussion, everyone decided to rest for a few days first, at least to recover a little from their injuries, anyway, things and water are still enough, the state is better, and the possibility of escape is greater.
Because Nian Bing's right arm was seriously injured, Zi Qingmeng, who is also a chef, became the chef of the mercenary group, but she couldn't make a fire, so she could only be assisted by Nian Bing. It was already dark outside, and for the wounded, dinner was their greatest enjoyment.
Nian Bing took Zi Qingmeng to a deeper part of the cave, which was a space like a stone room, Nian Bing smiled bitterly: "There is nothing to burn here, you can only use the mold method, Purple Girl, please trouble." ”
Zi Qingmeng sighed and said, "What's the trouble, it's already reached this point, let's get out alive first." As she spoke, she stuck a few incoming samurai swords on the ground, and Nian Bing took out the iron pot from the Space Ring, and with the removal of various spices and food ingredients, it was already like a simple kitchen.
"Purple girl, frankly, have you ever regretted participating in this operation with me?"
Zi Qingmeng glanced at Nian Bing and said, "If you say no, then you must be lying to you." However, what's the use of regretting it now, let's get out of here first. Don't call me Purple Girl, call me Qingmeng. Didn't you say that we were friends after all? ”
Nian Bing smiled a little flattered: "It's really rare! It's rare to see you so polite." ”
Zi Qingmeng snorted and said, "I just hate your arrogance and flowery heart. ”
"Arrogant? Do I have a flower heart? That's not the word to describe me. Nian Bing tried hard to make himself forget about the injury in his right arm, and his tone seemed relaxed. As if he wasn't in danger.
Zi Qingmeng said, "Why not, before you came to the academy, I had always been the youngest and most talented chef. But when you came, everything was disrupted, and your cooking skills were even better than your uncle's. Although you usually have a smile on your face, the arrogance in your bones cannot be concealed. As for Huaxin, look at it, there are two girls around you now. Isn't it called Turning the Heart?"
Nian Bing shook his head helplessly, walked to the iron pot and sat down. "Whatever you want. Today your chef is ready. I'm sure your cooking will taste good. Everybody's hurt, so let's make some good digestible ground strips. I've got a noodle here, let's talk about it. Or did I prepare it for myself on the road? ”
Zi Qingmeng watched Nian Bing take out a bag of flour from the Space Ring, and couldn't help but smile: "Although you magicians have a lot of shortcomings, sometimes you do have advantages that samurai can't match. Let's cooperate. It's a pity that your hand hurts, otherwise. With your hands, you will be able to make delicious noodles. ”
Nian Bing's expression darkened, and he said indifferently: "Even if the injury is completely healed, I don't know if I can use Ruyi hands anymore." I don't even feel in my right arm now. Do you think I'll be kneading dough in the future?"
Zi Qingmeng said gloomily: "I'm sorry, I ......"
Nian Bing shook his head and said with a smile: "Manly man, you can afford to take it and put it down, it's already like this, what's the point of talking about it." Rest assured, I'm fine. Let's get started, don't make everyone wait too much. ”
Although everything in the cave is so simple, the things prepared by Nian Bing are very complete. It's enough. Nian Bing* was in the sand pot on the wall on the side, it was not yet time for him to do it, watching others cook was also a pleasure for him now, releasing a low-level fireball technique to brighten up the cave, only to see Zi Qingmeng skillfully kneading her dough, her movements were no different from when Zi Xiu was competing with herself, but her proficiency and strength were much worse.
"Qingmeng, have you also learned the heavy eagle hand?" Nian Bing asked with some curiosity.
Zi Qingmeng nodded and said, "This is one of the masteries in the culinary world, of course I have learned it." It's a pity that my uncle said that I am a woman, and I have a congenital problem with the manipulation of the heavy eagle hand, and it is not easy to master. So, even though I practiced for a long time, I couldn't get the essence of it. ”
Nian Bing smiled slightly and said, "It's a good thing for girls to learn cooking, and you will definitely be able to marry a good husband in the future." ”
Ziqing Mengqiao's face flushed, and she said angrily: "You are injured like this, your mouth is not honest, you can rest for a while, I will call you when you need to boil water." ”
Nian Bing sighed, closed his eyes, and entered a meditative state while maintaining the fire technique in his hand, his body was indeed too weak.
Soon, the noodles were kneaded, and Zi Qingmeng's method of making noodles was very simple, she kneaded the noodles into a strong ball, and she only needed to cut them with a knife later. Nian Bing had already condensed a large piece of ice in it when he set up the pot earlier, and in order to save some mana, he didn't use fire magic to melt the ice, but left it there and let it melt on its own.
Zi Qingmeng put his face on the board, his eyes turned to Nian Bing, and he was about to ask him to make a fire, but he found that he was breathing evenly, as if he had fallen asleep. At this time, Nian Bing still looked so handsome, and his weakness did not affect his temperament, but a little more melancholy, Zi Qingmeng's heart rippled, and he sighed lightly, but he was reluctant to call him up. Looking around, she moved smartly, and used the blade she had brought earlier to prop up a shelf above Nian Bing's hand stretched out on the stone, so that the low-level flame technique could just arrive, and then put a small pot on it, and the temporary stove was completed.
Zi Qingmeng chuckled, thinking secretly, this artificial stove is really interesting, she didn't hesitate much, now put oil in the pot, and then start the process of cooking noodles. With the addition of ingredients and skillful cooking, the aroma spreads and fills the real cave. It's been a long time since I've been cooking, Zi Qingmeng can't help but feel a little proud, it seems that his skills haven't regressed!
Then she took out some melted ice water from the pot, she went to the side to carefully wash her knife, in the previous battle, her knife had also been stained with blood, now I think about it and can't help but secretly smile bitterly, kitchen knives are really inappropriate to use as weapons, fortunately this is a time of crisis, otherwise, if you let the diners know that they use the guy who cuts people to cut noodles, I don't know what they will think.
"It's so fragrant, it's so fragrant. A voice suddenly sounded, startling Zi Qingmeng, and subconsciously turned around to look, but did not find a figure, everything was still like that.
"Hmph, scare me. A few steps to Nian Bing's side, a light kick on his leg, "Hey, don't pretend, I know you woke up early." ”
Nian Bing woke up from meditation, he was indeed too tired before, and he fell asleep when he was about to enter the meditation state, but fortunately, he still had the feeling of maintaining the flame technique in his mind, so he did not extinguish the flame in his hand. He rubbed his eyes and said, "Is the dough already kneaded?" ”
"What are you pretending, you suddenly spoke just now, it scared me, don't you know that people can be scared to death?" Zi Qingmeng looked at him with some dissatisfaction.
"I, I just said something, you must have misheard. Nian Bing said inexplicably.
Zi Qingmeng frowned slightly, and said, "It's you except me here, it's not you who said it, can't I hit a ghost?"
Nian Bing said helplessly: "Are you sure that is really my voice?"
Zi Qingmeng paused for a moment, thought for a while, and said, "It was you who scared me with a strange sound, and that voice seemed to be a little thicker than your voice." ”
Nian Bing shook his head, "Okay, it's good that I scared you." Hurry up and cook. Hey, you're ready. I smell it, it's so fragrant, it should be authentic eggplant marinade, yes, if I have been, I may not be able to have your level!"
Being held by Nian Bing, Zi Qingmeng couldn't help but forget the previous unhappiness, and said with a smile: "Count you in." Boil water, let's cook noodles. ”
With the help of Nian Bing, after a while, a large pot of shaved noodles is ready, no need to eat, just smelling the strong fragrance of the noodles and marinade, you can't help but salivate. Although Zi Qingmeng was only a samurai at the level of a sword master, it was not difficult to hold two pots, one large and one small, and the two of them returned the same way and sent food to the mercenaries.
Computer Access: