The smoke of the cooking on the plain rose, and the wind blew the fragrance in front of everyone's nose, Liang Jingyu didn't know about others, anyway, he swallowed a mouthful of spit, remembering the bowl of beef soup he drank in the snow last year.

Although Liang Jingyu also ate a lot of meals made by Lin Fan after drinking the bowl of beef soup, he never drank the beef soup again, and he missed the taste a little, and today the smell of green onions reminded him of the past that seemed very distant to him, and he urged: "Hurry up, hurry up, I'm hungry." ”

Shao Dong was very close to the place where Lin Fan raised the stove, and naturally smelled this fragrance, he had to admit that it was indeed very fragrant, and he also wanted to eat it, but before, he hoped that he could have a good time with Lin Fan.

He didn't know such a thing, Liang Jingyu had also done it before, and he said softly: "If you and I have a discussion, I also want to see how far away from the most famous people of the younger generation of the human race." ”

After these words were spoken, the eldest nephew of Monk Zhenjian was not happy.

The reason why Zhang Chifeng is the eldest nephew of the Zhenjian monk is not that he really has relatives, but the Zhenjian monk who happened to pass by in the early years due to family changes helped him, and since then he has become his uncle.

Later, the monk Zhenjian pinched his fingers and said that Zhang Chifeng, a kid with good roots, was suitable for joining the army, but he was upright and unsuitable for going to the imperial capital to serve in the army, so he recommended him to join the army of General Liang Tiancheng in Vaud.

Of course, he was valued by General Liang Tiancheng later and had nothing to do with Monk Zhenjian, it was all up to Zhang Chifeng himself to work hard and his talent was not bad.

But Zhang Chifeng didn't think so, their whole family felt that his uncle Monk Zhenjian was a god, and his progress was inseparable from Monk Zhenjian. At this time, seeing that the little brother was arrogant and wanted to fight with Lin Fan, of course he was angry.

I thought I'd be blind enough. This little brother has no eyesight compared to me, according to seniority. Lin Fan is still his sixth master, so he can make a move towards the elders.

So Zhang Chifeng immediately shouted: "I don't know what to do, you don't accept anyone a day, and you are not satisfied with anyone and eight are not angry, is there a reputation in the world that comes out of thin air, and you have to fight with your six masters, no big or small." ”

Shao Dong shrank his neck when he was scolded, although he was arrogant, whether it was a general or a few big brothers on weekdays, he still remembered the occasional lesson. Faced with the rebuke of the eldest brother, Shao Dong was immediately embarrassed in place.

But he didn't want to, his cheap six masters spoke at this time, Lin Fan stood up and said: "Okay, okay, it's a trivial matter, after eating, after eating, after eating." ”

After saying that, he squatted down again and took out the seasoning box. Keep cooking.

A small turmoil came to an end, and the big pot of rice made by Lin Fan was also served in front of everyone.

Cooking is actually easy to distinguish between high and low, and delicious is delicious. Unpalatable is unpalatable.

The sixteen riders drank a sip of the wild vegetable soup made by Lin Fan, and their eyes suddenly lit up.

Lin Fan boasted that my cooking is really delicious, this sentence is obviously not a lie, and this pot of wild vegetable soup with a full amount was quickly swept away. After eating Lin Fan's craftsmanship, he suddenly felt that the big pot of rice in the barracks was really unpalatable like feces. In terms of cooking, Lin Fan made them happy and convinced.

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After eating, everyone was ready to take a short break and set off on the road.

Although Shao Dong, who was a little arrogant in temperament, forgot that Lin Fan promised him to fight. Geng stood up straightly, and asked straightly: "The meal is closed, can you fight?"

Monk Zhenjian suddenly laughed, this child's stupidity is not annoying, but a little cute.

Lin Fan touched his belly, just now because there were too many people, he was afraid that he would not be able to eat, so he kept a hard big steamed bun with great scheming, and now was the time to digest it, but he had no choice but to propose: "Is it okay to digest it for a quarter of an hour?"

"I'm waiting for you below. Shao Dong's words were still extremely formal, but they were met with laughter.

Liang Jingyu seems to see his own shadow in his body, and now Lin Fan's strength is afraid that he is invincible in the spiritual realm, looking at Shao Dong's seriousness, he can't feel funny.

Xie Wanzhi was also very interested, she and Liang Jingyu had heard of Lin Fan's strength in the Verdant Gorge, but they had not witnessed it with their own eyes, presumably this menacing sixteen horsemen had some strength, just to see how far Lin Fan, who started with them, had improved so far.

Zhang Chifeng was also helpless, and said to his uncle: "Uncle, this kid is just a tendon, don't mind, just let us ride sixteen to see the strength of the six masters." ”

The Six Masters?

Lin Fan felt awkward when he heard this title, and he no longer waited to digest the food, so he had to stand up: "Okay, okay, come now." ”

Lin Fan walked into the plain, Shao Dongji officially took out the weapon on his waist, and said, "I heard that you also use a sword?"

Lin Fan nodded, but the Qingfeng Sword was on the carriage, and it was too huge to be too lazy to take it, so he arrived: "It's just a discussion, feel free." ”

Shao Dong was no longer polite, listening to this casual sentence, he became angry, and the thin sword in his hand inherited from the old general Liang Tiancheng was unsheathed, there was no huge unsheathed sound, only a white light.

But all this is not fast in Lin Fan's eyes, he has practiced guarding the sky and observing the sword technique countless times, Shao Dong's sword is full of flaws, because the competition does not have an indomitable momentum, and because of what he just said, there is some emotion in this sword momentum.

It is a good thing that emotions enter the sword, and Lin Fan will continue to improve the sword of demon slaying because of his emotions.

But if your sword is full of holes, emotions will magnify the weakness of your sword position.

Lin Fan didn't have a sword in his hand, and he didn't intend to hold it hard, he made a mistake in his steps, and easily flashed this sword, Shao Dong's reaction was extremely fast, and the aura into the sword was changed to sweeping, and the grass on the ground seemed to feel the fierceness of this sword, and they were neatly cut off.

At the same time, a fierce aura appeared on the plain, and this fierce energy seemed to be invincible.

Lin Fan understood that this Shao Dong's supernatural power was also a weapon sword, so the sword seemed to be able to cut through everything.

But he was still unhurried, this was not because of Tuoda, but because Shao Dong's sword momentum had joined the supernatural power but it was still full of loopholes, and the connection between the sword move and the change seemed natural, but there was a slight delay, which was enough for him to react and dodge.

Lin Fan flashed this sword again, and Shao Dong was not discouraged, he knew that there might be some gaps between him and Lin Fan, but he believed that these gaps would soon be smoothed out, and in the process of fighting with Lin Fan, it was the process of his growth.

But when he wielded a total of hundreds of swords with moves, pointing, stabbing, splitting, sweeping, etc., he still didn't touch the corner of Lin Fan's clothes. (To be continued......)