Chapter 339: The Old Ancestor Goes to the Pot

"It's you, adding to Feng Yu's blockage?"

"Okay, good, just use you to practice sacrifices!"

"I heard that three-and-a-half-year-old babies are the most resentful, and if you practice sacrifice, you will definitely be able to break through the bottleneck!"

He has a thousand-year-old walk, a three-and-a-half-year-old milk doll with just grown teeth, and he has no fear!

I saw that the overwhelming coercion was coming, and Lu Chao was ......

Standing in the middle of the ruined temple with a smile on his face.

The wind was raging in the temple, and a strong force restrained Lu Chaochao, trying to pull her in front of the statue.

But she didn't move at all.

"That's all you can do? You have lived in vain for a thousand years. ”

"Here comes the sword!" She only said softly, and spread her small hands outstretched.

The Chaoyang Sword suddenly glowed with golden light and slowly appeared in her hand.

The moment the Chaoyang Sword appeared, the old turtle in the statue slammed into a slam.

Heaven and earth coercion, why can she lead to heaven and earth coercion?

A strong uneasiness enveloped his heart, and the turtle turned his head and wanted to run. But Lu Chao slashed towards the void with a sword, and the old turtle didn't even have time to deliver the message, so his head was chopped off, and his soul was beaten to ashes.

Grunt......

The turtle shell landed at her feet.

"Wow, what a big turtle!" Lu Chaochao's eyes were shining.

There was a lot of food in the luggage, but there were very few living creatures.

This kind of old mountain treasure that has been cultivated for thousands of years has never been seen before!

Lu Chaochao swallowed fiercely.

At the door, a young man in white appeared at some point. The young man's black hair is scattered, windless and automatic, and his eyebrows are not beautiful. He stood quietly by the door, not speaking, only staring at Lu Chaochao.

Lu Chaochao felt his breath, so he puffed out his cheeks, blew his beard and stared at him.

"Dog thing! What are you going to do?! ”

"Are you trying to rob me of my mountain soup?"

"Didn't you fight enough last time?!" Lu Chaochao bared his teeth and looked at each other fiercely.

The other party looked at her quietly.

"If you eat a monster that has eaten a person, you can't eat it." The boy's voice is pure, like a melodious piano sound.

"The soul is scattered, and I can eat and eat. What he refined was a soul, and he didn't eat people! Lu Chaochao was about to jump to his feet.

The boy did not speak, and saw that she insisted on eating.

There seemed to be a helpless sigh.

A faint white light fell on the old turtle.

"The flesh has been dispersed." The boy said lightly.

Lu Chao's eyes dripped: "You burn the fire, you kill the turtle, I supervise." What do we work with? Big deal, I'll give you a bowl! ”

The boy didn't speak.

Walked up to her, picked up the big turtle on the ground, and went outside the door to deal with it.

"Well, the thousand-year-old turtle stewed mushroom soup is extremely delicious, you go find some wild mushrooms." Seeing that the other party put the processed turtle into the pot, Lu Chaochao immediately spoke.

The boy disappeared into the night.

After a while, he was carrying a basket woven of vines in his hand.

In the basket are wild ginseng and various wild mushrooms.

Already cleaned and poured into the pan.

The pot was bubbling, and the air began to fill with a thick fresh fragrance.

In the mist, a ray of dawn breaks through the darkness and brings light.

"It's going to be dawn...... Lu Chaochao took a deep breath, the thousand-year-old turtle is really fragrant.

Nan Mubai was right, the ancestor of the Su family was indeed the strongest.

How domineering this fragrance is.

It took thousands of years of cultivation to cultivate such a pot of thick soup.

"Ahem, shouldn't you go? You're here, I can't explain it to my parents. ”

"I'm not stingy, and I'm not reluctant to give up this bowl of soup. Of course, I'm not killing donkeys. I mean......"

Before he could finish speaking, the boy turned into a gust of wind and dissipated into the air.

The most ruthless, Lu Chaochao.