Liu Ying hesitated, looked at the food on the table that had begun to cool slightly, and really didn't want to waste it, so she shrugged her shoulders and prepared to continue to work hard.

Before looking down, I saw the white-clothed young man in front of me struggling to cut the tiger's palm with a knife, and I didn't know that there was crystal saliva left at the corner of my mouth. couldn't help but laugh, and easily cut the strongest foot in the tiger's palm to him.

The young man in white curiously put the thin foot puff into his mouth, and was almost broken by the puff membrane that bears the burden of the iron-bone tiger's gliding, and tasted the tea, and was suddenly attracted by the taste of the Q bomb and the varied fragrant juice, and chewed it with great effort, but it was difficult to chew and swallow for a while.

The white-clothed young man's cheeks that he worked hard to bulge reminded Liu Ying of Feng, and he couldn't help but laugh and use the Dafa of touching his head.

"It's really dog meat that can't be put on the table! It took eight lifetimes of shit luck to come to the Immortal Divine Domain, but he still looks like a poor sour person who only knows how to eat steamed buns and pickles!" The middle-aged man spoke bitterly and his face was full of sarcasm.

This time Liu Ying is not happy, some things can not be done again, my old Liu has even been a real immortal, if you are cowardly here today, then it is estimated that the wild song will not be done.

But a tiger tendon that has just been torn off is struggling desperately in his mouth, and it is difficult to take it down for a while.

Liu Ying rolled his eyes, raised his hand and snapped his fingers, and after a while, the mighty hovercar drove over again, and the chirping elves once again brought a mountain of food and meals to the table.

This time, Liu Ying modestly absorbed the "advice" of the middle-aged man, and what he ordered was all the most exquisite and rare categories in the free category, although these are not delicious to Liu Ying's appetite, but he can't stand it!

Sure enough, the middle-aged man was furious at first sight, as if he had been robbed of his own treasure.

"Robbers, bandits, thieves!" The middle-aged man, who was trembling with anger, was furious, and with a wave of his hand, a plate of porridge on the table flew towards the door of Liu Ying with a whistling sound.

Liu Ying sat still, waved his left hand at will like a fly, and the porridge immediately returned to the same way silently.

The middle-aged man was self-conscious, snorted coldly, and swept the long sleeves of the brocade robe, intending to increase his strength. But the long-sleeved contact point suddenly felt light, and the bowl of porridge looked unusual. Inexplicably disintegrated in front of him, water, rice, vegetables, and ceramics all turned into powder in a balanced manner, covering the middle-aged man's head and face.

Well done this one!

At this time, several waves of people in the back kitchen were all people with poisonous eyes and bright hearts, and the scene of laughing and watching the play was suddenly quiet. The blue-shirted young man's heart froze, and he rushed forward, pulling back the white-clothed young man who was still struggling with the tiger, and watched Liu Ying slowly retreat vigilantly.

The young man in white had no idea what was going on, he was protected behind him, but he was still frowning, tilting his head, and chewing hard with his cheeks puffed.

The gray-faced middle-aged man looked blank, knowing that these aliens were powerful, but he knew that it was completely different from experiencing it in person. He glanced at Liu Ying sadly, looked at this alien who he was completely incapable of resisting, looked at this "invader", smiled miserably, and strode away.

Such a small episode did not have any effect on Liu Ying's appetite at all, he patted his belly, swallowed the tiger tendons with satisfaction, and felt the slightest trickle of stomach meridians sweeping towards the limbs, precipitating and accumulating in every muscle meridian tempered by the "beating gong", waiting for the next opportunity to soar.

It's a very happy thing to feel your progress every minute of your cultivation all the time!

Liu Ying thought regretfully, if it weren't for the fact that the "eating method" she was blindly pondering was not mature enough, and the efficiency of purifying and absorbing energy was still limited, she really wanted to eat it all the time, this should be regarded as the happiest cultivation method in the world, right?

But sometimes, just trying to eat a good meal becomes a luxury.

As soon as the middle-aged man left in embarrassment, another big man at the table stood up and walked straight towards Liu Ying.

"This friend, I'm a Jiaolong Gang Scar Maniac, please advise!" The big man's voice was like a bell, rough and unobstructed, and he went directly to the road with a fist.

Liu Ying put down the tableware helplessly, raised her head politely, and before she could speak, a stream of green energy rose, and a trace of thunder faintly beat under the skin, swimming all over the body.

Liu Ying was overjoyed, the exercise method actually made a breakthrough at this time, and planned to absorb the tenth single acupoint refined by the thunder element, and the tenth extranephic acupoint, just like that, it was opened!

These 20 acupoints were originally 12 of them forcibly opened in Lei Er's place, and these days he has been absorbing, tempering, and tamping according to the exercises taught by the fire spirit, and the effect is surprisingly good.

At this time, as soon as the 20th acupoint opened, it suddenly seemed as if some kind of secret seal had been opened.

The thunder element and the wood element are entangled, forming a small spiral cycle that repeats itself, rushing and flowing smoothly. The two spiritual qi in the surrounding air were immediately attracted by this spiral, and they gathered like a stream towards the sea, forming a layer of green qi on the surface of Liu Ying's body, which was adsorbed into the body through the acupoints.

"Ghoul Eater! You're a Ghoul Fanatic!"

The scar maniac suddenly screamed, and in a panic, he knocked over the tables and chairs and retreated. Several people over there suddenly made an uproar, the sound of knives and guns coming out of their sheaths rang out, and several hot and cold weapons suddenly beckoned to Liu Ying in unison.

"What's that?"

In the crackling fire, the dishes and meat soup fell to the ground, and Liu Ying hid under the table, looked at a chicken leg rescued in his hand, and asked himself blankly: "What the hell is a ghoul?"

"The corpse of the colorful chicken, the corpse of the iron-boned tiger, the corpse of the Lisu beast, the corpse of the thousand-point fish? Lao Tzu eats a lot of corpses here, but none of them are your ancestors, what are you scumbags doing!"

The fire coverage came and went quickly, and before Liu Ying could finish gnawing the chicken leg in his hand, the outside had already stopped.

Liu Ying poked her head out and smiled, clapped her hands and looked at the heroes who were crawling or kneeling on the opposite side, and squeezed her eyebrows with bad intentions.

Wipe your hands, pat your belly, lift your legs, choose a pot of wine that hasn't been ruined and drink it happily, and then stretch out comfortably.

Liu Ying's series of inexplicable movements made the expressions of several people on the opposite side more and more painful, and the scar maniac, who had been kneeling stiffly, finally lay on the ground with a "bang" and groaned.

"Three circles on the left, three circles on the right, twisting the neck, twisting the buttocks. A "health song" had just begun to be sung, and someone on the other side was already rolling their eyes and starting to vomit blood.

In the midst of the scar's painful pleas for mercy, Liu Ying laughed and turned away, not forgetting to roll away the mountain of boxes on the ground.

I don't know what kind of ruthless character this "ghoul" is, so that this group of buddies forgot in a panic that this Garanxing's back kitchen is covered by a "god".

This "cover" is not the kind of cover of Brother Haonan, but the real "cover". As long as someone fights in the back kitchen, there will be several times the gravity directly under the cover, regardless of right or wrong, regardless of each other.

The more the person in the hood moves, the stronger the gravity will be, and the harder the force, the heavier the pressure will be.

Liu Ying's livestock-type physique is naturally not comparable to those straw bales, but he must leave quickly, otherwise it will be a matter of time before he lies down if he goes down again.

It's just that I still seem to be a little hungry!

Shaking his head and regretting the food on that table, he heard someone next to him say his heart: "It's a pity that that table is delicious! ”

Liu Ying smiled quietly, and looked sideways at the white-clothed young man who was following him at some point, as if he was unaware of his super physique and amazing light body skills: "Fellow Daoists! ”

"Okay!" The young man in white didn't know whether he was simple or bold, so he nodded and agreed without hesitation.

There are countless birds and beasts in the mountains, and because few people choose to hunt by themselves in these years, so they don't know how to escape, and Liu Ying easily carried a few beautiful ones to the stream.

Skillfully slaughtering, scraping, cleaning, rack roasting, the whole process is as pleasing to the eye. It wasn't until Liu Ying had already begun to brush the oil and feed that the young man in white woke up from his sluggish state: "Ahhhh......h

Roaring at such cruel, poor boys, but when he eats it, it is crisp and happy.

Liu Ying habitually held a grass stalk in his mouth, leaned on a river stone, and lazily took out the "Flame Dance Bingluo" and snorted at the young man. The thirsty boy hesitated, but took it curiously, raised his head and tasted it gently.

Huo, in an instant, the flames that entered the throat instantly changed and ice crystals scattered all over the body, and the extreme enjoyment of the two heavens of ice and fire made the young man shiver, and the cold trembling cycle rushed to his throat again. A burp spit out, and a trace of flame erupted, and the young man's face turned red, like a golden peacock breathing fire.

Then, there is no then.

Liu Ying looked at the "young man" in front of him with a smile and a smile, feeling as if he had picked up a big hot potato.

"An idle book and half a cup of tea, pouring a drink from Shaohua alone;

Half-lying to listen to the dance of the bamboo, close your eyes and smell the fragrance of Si Boya;

The turbid world goes to the dust to see the heart, and the red stripe comes and goes without fear;

I think about my obsession, and go to the end of the world without sand and dust. ”

The wind howls in the middle of the night, the bonfire is swaying, the mountain is cold and the dew is heavy, and the bamboo trees are longing.

Liu Ying took out an out-of-print old book that she got out of nowhere, and drank it alone during the tea break, so unhappy.

The young man woke up slowly, lazily turned up half of his body, the flickering fire shone on "his" red cheeks, and his confused look was very cute.

"Huh, why is it dark?" and the boy stared blankly at the stars cast above him over the treetops.

"Huh, why has my voice changed? The spell has failed?" The "boy" touched his pink neck, and then patted his chest, his voice was crisp and pleasant, and it was delicate and moving.

"Huh, who are you?" The young man saw a big living person sitting not far from him, tilted his head and asked strangely.

Liu Ying had a black line, and she couldn't put on the pose anymore, so she pinched her eyebrows helplessly: "Are you a fish?

"Willow Shadow"

"Jean Caier"

"Do you like to raise eagles?" the girl chuckled lightly, and returned to her original delicate face.

"It's a pity that you don't use it to stir-fry beef!" the man raised his eyebrows, and withdrew his big hand, not thinking about the soft and sweet fragrance of the fingertips.