Bang bang bang.

A jade hand gently patted Zijun's arm, and his tone was a little resentful.

"Get up! Big lazy bug! The game is over, and you're still sleeping? ”

Qian Lingxue crossed her hands on her waist, puffed out her good-looking cheeks, and looked down at Zijun.

He raised his hand and rubbed his eyes, and yawned in relief.

got up and stretched, turned his head to look at Qianyue on the side, and teased.

"Wow! Cher's expression is a little foul with her cute expression, hehe! I don't know what's going on, as long as Cher isn't around, I'm very sleepy, let's go! Let's go for a barbecue! ”

Zijun took Qian Renxue's hand and walked towards the exit of the stands.

"Are you looking for grandpa to eat barbecue again? You should have been prevented from teaching your grandfather what to barbecue in the first place! And what kind of beer? You can't figure it out! ”

Qian Ling Xue turned her head sideways to look up at Zijun, who was a head taller than her.

When he spoke, he didn't forget to roll his eyes at Zijun.

"I think he likes the old man very much, you haven't seen him enjoy it, I'm envious!"

In the past six years, Qiandaoliu, who has completely retired, has not interfered in the internal affairs of the Wuhun Palace.

Even the dream of once dominating the continent was put down because of the existence of Zijun.

No way!

Who calls himself a grandson-in-law too strong, if he opposes it, even if the soul masters of the whole continent get together, it will not be enough for him to play.

Besides, now that the Martial Soul Hall has the Purple Monarch, no one can destroy the Martial Soul Palace, no matter how the times are changing.

So! When will you not be rotten at this time?

In the north courtyard of the Wuhun Palace, a manor covering an area of five thousand square meters is located there.

The yard is full of all kinds of flowers and trees.

A wisp of white smoke floated out of the courtyard on the left side of the courtyard.

"Your Excellency, your craft is getting better and better."

Golden Crocodile Douluo picked up a string of pork belly on the plate, and gave a thumbs up and slapped his ass as he ate it.

Pick up the cumin from the ingredient pan and sprinkle it on the surface of the lamb skewers on the grill.

A moment later.

A rich smell of meat wafts in the courtyard with the wind.

Syllable!

Raising his hand and patting off Golden Crocodile Douluo's hand, Qiandaoliu warned with disgust on his face.

"It's useless to pat yourself on the back! How many skewers have you eaten! You simply changed your name to Rice Bucket Douluo. ”

Scratching the back of his head in embarrassment, Golden Crocodile Douluo smiled and said.

"If you can eat the Pope's skewers and beer every day, this Golden Crocodile Douluo won't be called! Hey! ”

Patiently flipping the lamb skewers on the grill, the corners of Qiandaoliu's mouth rose, and his eyes were full of spoiling.

"Xue'er and the two of them will definitely come in a while, this is for the old husband and granddaughter, you want to eat it and bake it yourself!"

As he spoke, Qiandaoliu raised his foot and kicked it, and was about to steal the Golden Crocodile Douluo.

The latter patted his ass indifferently and asked with a hint of curiosity.

"Your Excellency the Pope, what do you mean by this Purple Monarch Young Lord? The strength of his guards is really perverted! ”

Speaking of ash, Qiandaoliu shook his head and smiled, fiddling with the skewers as he replied.

"I don't know how many old men know, anyway, the old man's grandson-in-law is not small! Xue'er can marry him, and the old man raised his hands to agree. ”

"Grandpa!"

Just as the two were chatting, a female voice as crisp as a yellow oriole came.

Hearing the familiar voice, Qiandaoliu looked up happily.

Putting the lamb skewers in his hand on the plate, the diameter walked over.

"Cher is back? Ouch! I've grown a lot taller, and it won't be long before I'll catch up with my grandfather. ”

Qiandaoliu doted on Qianrenxue's little head.

"Old man, I'm here to eat and drink again, what ingredients did you prepare today?"

Turning his head to look at the oncoming Zijun, Qiandaoliu greeted with a big smile.

"Except for soul beasts, as long as they can be roasted, I have bought them all, old man, and I will eat them all open!"

He took out the soul bone of the flying soul beast from the system space and threw it to Qiandaoliu.

The old god of Zijun walked to the barbecue grill with his hands behind his back.

I saw Golden Crocodile Douluo sitting on the side, holding a lamb skewer in his left hand and a cup full of beer in his right hand.

Zijun quipped.

"Okay! I didn't expect you to be so good, you have a vision! ”

Hearing Zijun's teasing words, Golden Crocodile Douluo grinned and smirked.

"Stinky boy, don't be stingy! The old man still has two 100,000-year-old flying beast soul bones to make a set, why don't you give them all? ”

Qiandaoliu took Qianrenxue's hand and walked over, looking at Zijun and flattering.

Picked up a large skewer of roast lamb from the plate and took a bite.

The tender and juicy aroma of the meat fills the entire mouth in an instant.

After chewing a few times and swallowing it into his stomach, he looked up at Qiandaoliu on the side and refused.

"Come on! I taught you that if you want to eat a bunch of them, I will exchange them for soul bones! What if it was given to you all at once, and what if you went on strike? ”

Looking at Zijun's unbeaten appearance, Qian Lingxue glared at him and didn't have a good air.

"You're smart! How old is Grandpa, and he still calls him! Can't you bake it yourself? ”

Hehe smiled, Zijun would not answer, turned his head to look at Golden Crocodile Douluo and asked.

"Golden Crocodile Douluo, let me ask you, do you think that the roast is delicious, or is it the old Pope's roasted delicious?"

Golden Crocodile Douluo, who was sitting on the chair and immersed himself in cooking, replied without the slightest hesitation.

"Your Holiness the Pope's baked delicious!"

"Look! Everyone and I have the same idea, now you know why I don't bake it myself, right? Hey! ”

After speaking, Zijun took two more skewers of lamb and sat next to Golden Crocodile Douluo to enjoy it.

Shaking his head with a wry smile, Qiandaoliu didn't care, walked to the grill and started again.

Just when a few people were enjoying the barbecue service of the old pope of the Martial Spirit Palace.

A voice that didn't sound very smart came.

"Young master! I knew you were coming! Eating white food doesn't call me! It's too much! ”

in the sky.

Little Ash, dressed in a large offering costume, flew over.

That look of longing, like a second ha.

didn't say hello, and immediately after landing on the plate, he took a skewer of roast mutton on the plate, sat down next to Zijun and enjoyed it.

"I said you still don't want to have a little face! Those ten skewers were baked by the old man for Cher! Spit it out for the old man! A bunch of bastards who eat white food! ”

In the courtyard, Qiandaoliu frowned, holding a fruit knife and chasing after the three of Zijun.

I'm afraid that these three animals will attack the last three skewers of roast mutton!

Looking at everyone's happy atmosphere, Qianrenxue sat on an exclusive chair.

Half leaned over and put his hands on his cheeks, the color of happiness was overflowing.

This scene was once upon a time her unattainable dream.

Now it's a reality.

Outside the gate of Shrek Academy, a sweet girl in a pink dress with a pair of rabbit ears on her head.

Jumping in the direction of the academy.

"Is this the human world? Hee-hee! Brother Xiaojun is coming to you! ”