Volume 3: Lone Wolf Chapter 127: The Strings Move to Welcome the Wind

"I have eaten this kind of bird leg meat, it should be called an iron bone bird, which likes to travel in the wind, and is famous for its copper skin and iron bones. So, how do you grill its legs so crispy and glutinous, it's a must. ”

"Second, in my opinion, the small particles in this are some kind of deep-sea fish eggs, which is not unusual. However, fish eggs are fragile and are generally only suitable for raw food. How you poured it into the leg and roasted it at high temperatures, but miraculously didn't break, that's a second thing. ”

"When you chew a bird's leg, you can feel the nostalgia from the sky to the sea, when the fish eggs burst, you can taste the yearning of the sea for the sky, and you can make the two materials blend with each other but be unique to each other, it should be by your special sauce, these are the three musts!"

Liu Ying finished speaking in one breath, slapped the table and praised loudly: "Aunt Huang can be called a kitchen god with such a method, I don't know if you can teach me?"

Aunt Huang, who has an ordinary and gentle face and a petite and delicate figure, has a smile in her eyes, and the crow's feet at the corners of her eyes not only do not see old age, but reveal a little charm.

"Boys should fight the world outside, they don't have to miss the kitchen waste trail, they can know how to eat, taste and praise, and there is no need to learn. Aunt Huang's gentle and sweet voice makes the listener feel like drinking elixir, which is more intoxicating than the delicacies she made herself.

"You're a good boy, you can eat as much as you like, and I like to make it for you. In the future, if there is anyone in Renyi Village who is dissatisfied with you, tell you Aunt Huang, there are still some people who listen to me Huang Yi in the village. ”

Huang Yi's faint tone revealed a strong confidence, and after speaking, he gently touched Liu Ying's big head, turned around and returned to the kitchen where he had been in charge for half his life.

Liu Ying had a faint admiration in her eyes, feeling the warmth above her head, but her heart was blank for the word "mother".

"If my mother were here, perhaps, it would be so gentle and ordinary. He refused to think about why he was orphaned, even today, when his divine sense is very strong, those memories are still a forbidden area in his mind, and they cannot be touched.

These days, Liu Ying and the group of young people are very different, not that he likes to walk alone, but that the flowers in the greenhouse are incompatible with him.

So, he took Wang Fatzi and the dead-faced Zhaoshi to wander around, read, and eat in the spaceship, and Thirteen took the group of supporters to frequently disembark for sightseeing and play, and indulged in the freedom of the sky and the sea.

But Li Xiao has become a beautiful landscape, spending almost all his time in the practice room of the spaceship, not even leaving food and lodging, and working hard to the extreme.

Putting away the last page of "Relying on Nothingness" in his hand, Liu Ying lay on the splint and basked in the sun and fell asleep.

Since he finished studying the source martial arts of "Ghost Steps", Shaolin Da Shifting Divine Skill, he has adjusted the focus of reading books to light martial arts cheats today.

intends to use his talent in light martial arts to combine various exercises to elevate the "ghost step" to a new realm, although he still doesn't know what that realm is.

This is also the cultivation step he has set for himself.

"Tianjian Divine Skill" He couldn't help but touch it for the time being, it wasn't that he didn't dare to be interested in the martial arts that were close to Taoism, such as "Ling Bo Weibu" and "Tianshan Folding Plum Hand", on the contrary, he had too high expectations for it!

The higher the expectations, the more prepared you must be, which is why Huo San commented on his personality of "being both bold and cautious".

He knew that he was actually very talented in martial arts, and his personal experience was very peculiar. However, too shallow vision is his biggest weakness at the moment. With his current martial arts knowledge and foundation, it was hard for him to believe that he could comprehend the "Heavenly Divine Skill".

Read the public, broaden your horizons, take root in cheats, and lay a solid foundation.

He was tirelessly preparing, patiently baking like a chef, every martial arts cheats he turned over was a nutrient he injected into himself, and every punch and kick he practiced was a seasoning he prepared for this feast.

The mind is incomparably calm, and the heart is gradually fiery.

A month passed in this awkward, awkward, and extremely tacit atmosphere.

Liu Ying is not in a hurry, and she is very happy to swim in the sea of books;

The thirteenth and other teenagers were not in a hurry, they were forgetful of eating, drinking and playing;

It seems that only Li Xiao, who has suffered a huge stimulus, still remembers the business, and he is practicing hard in the practice room, carving Liu Ying's punch and sword into his mind and nailing it into a nightmare, and it is not an exaggeration to say that the progress of cultivation is a thousand miles a day.

Wang Fatzi consciously assumed the role of housekeeper, and took care of all the affairs inside and outside in an orderly manner, so that everyone on the ship who had ghosts felt very smooth and unhindered.

On this day, Liu Ying was holding a piece of Huangyi's secret sauce meat, biting without a bite, and reading a copy of "The Returning Wind Blowing Willow Knife Method" in his hand with relish.

Suddenly, he returned his hand with a stick and knocked it on the leg of Zhao Shi, who was squatting next to him, Zhao Shi snorted, and quickly inhaled and raised his anus to stabilize his swaying figure, his face was already red.

Xiaopang walked in at the right time, and the corners of his eyes twitched unconsciously when he saw this, and he was secretly glad that he was not looking for death and proposed to the young master to learn kung fu.

Ignoring the pitiful eyes of Zhao Shi who came over for help, Xiaopang cleared his throat and said to Liu Ying: "Young master, I am about to go to the docking, this Doufa Summit will be held here, and I will go through the level review of the Worry-Free Alliance in a while, young master, you can prepare." ”

Liu Ying wondered, "What do you want to prepare?"

Xiaopang felt that the collar was a little tight, and pulled it casually: "We are just scattered people, there is no fixed fixed berth on the berthing platform, the ship is parked on the outer bridge, and then go in by yourself after passing the audit." ”

Feeling that Xiaopang was a little inexplicably gloomy, Liu Ying smiled slightly, and stretched a long lazy waist: "That's good, I just feel that after taking the boat these days, I am so depressed, I can walk around and have a look, which is exactly what I want." ”

Dusting off the crumbs of food from his coat, he got up and led the way to the deck.

Liu Ying prefers solid-colored clothes, and the clothes are mostly blue and black, which originally matched his strong and slender figure, Asian's delicate and attractive facial features, and his calm and calm expression at any time, and also has a bit of the idol temperament of a popular girl.

It's a pity that when he stepped on the deck, he also had a piece of pitch-black sauce meat in his mouth, followed by a stout black thug and a greasy fat man with a smile on his face, and suddenly fell from a handsome boy to a fool who slipped away and fought dogs, which made Xiao Qi and Thirteen Da frown, and retreated again and again, for fear of being close to themselves and losing face.

Liu Ying was stunned for a moment, and saw in the crowd that even Li Xiao, who was addicted to cultivation, was ready to get off the boat early, and it seemed that he was the only one who was a hillbilly.

Looking around, Liu Ying couldn't help but be amazed.

At that time, I had seen this spectacle on Gege's ship: the huge and metallic Jialanxing was in the shape of a circle, and countless floating cities hidden in various dense fogs floated and floated, guarding Jialanxing. And he has also become one of the spaceships that shuttle back and forth in space.

The people who watched the scenery back then have now become a touch of the scenery.

None of the people on the deck spoke, and this beautiful and majestic picture was not so easy to see, but it always stimulated the ambition and arrogance of the young people.

The colorful and dilapidated spaceship with a silent "rattle" kept approaching a purple mist, and after getting closer and closer, it was suddenly enveloped by a beam of light that shot out, and after several changes in the pillar of light, it seemed to recognize the identity of the broken spaceship, and began to guide the spacecraft along a certain channel.

After several turns, the fog gradually opened, and a strange architectural complex finally jumped into view:

It was an inverted broken peak, the tip pointing downward, suspended in the void. The fracture is facing the sky, and the vastness does not know the radius of hundreds of miles.

In the middle of the flat earth, there is a separate building that resembles a pyramid, surrounded by steps on all sides, and converges on a flat roof like an altar in the center.

There are eight long trunk paths in the outer space of the broken peak, which are like the trunk paths of the arm, and there are high-end airships with different postures and flying spirits on both sides of the trunk path.

Liu Ying and their spaceship naturally did not have this treatment, so they could only temporarily dock at the palm of the main path to get off the passengers, and then quickly leave like individual passengers who came to visit by public transportation.

The expression of the young man was still in the excitement and freshness, and he did not feel any slackness, and looked around with the flow of people with the mood of a tourist, and moved forward slowly.

Halfway through, I suddenly saw a luxury airship speeding towards me and suddenly inserting it into the berthing space on the side of the road. Before the ship could come to a standstill, several well-trained crew members opened their air hoods, jumped down, and stood in a row with their arms folded on their chests. It was actually blocking others from moving forward and giving way to the VIPs on the boat.

A group of tourists also seemed to be accustomed to such acts of the gate faction, and there was no dissatisfaction, honestly squeezed aside, and some people speculated with great interest about where it was sacred.

The people on the boat were not in a hurry to get off the boat, and waited for a long time, until Liu Ying felt a little depressed, and then saw several young men in white come out together, with fluttering sleeves, talking and laughing, so lively, and so angry.

"Oh, it's a boy from Tempest Valley, no wonder he's so stylish. A person next to him stroked his beard and praised it, quite proud that he could recognize such a master.

The young man of Tempest Valley was very proud to hear these eulogies, and turned his head and nodded his head in appreciation.

As soon as the bystanders saw it, more people began to applaud and cheer.

Liu Ying frowned slightly, but it was as if he heard a low cry from Thirteen in the crowd: "Oops, how can it be him!"

While Liu Ying frowned slightly, not only did he hear it, but in the team of the Tempest Valley opposite, a person with big shoulders and round waist, lying eyebrows and ringed eyes, seemed to hear it.

I saw this person's eyes open and he glared straight at where Thirteen was.

The rest of the people suddenly saw the senior brother stop, and they all looked at the senior brother's gaze suspiciously, and one of the young men with a wound on his face suddenly shouted when he saw the thirteen:

"It's her, it's them, senior brother, it's these wild boys who beat me!"

"Hula~"

Hearing that someone dared to move the people of Storm Valley, the crowd suddenly dispersed like a flock of birds, revealing the young elite group of Renyi Village who were at a loss in the middle.

"锵~锵~锵~锵~"

The senior brother hugged his arms around his chest and watched coldly, and more than a dozen white-clothed young men pulled out their blades and rushed up, slashing fiercely towards the thirteen and others.

Although the young man in Renyi Village was a little afraid of the other party's background, he couldn't care about this when the sword was about to surge in blood and blood, and suddenly two groups of people copied the sword and raised the sword into a fight.

Liu Ying stood aside and watched the battle intently, only to see that although there were fewer people in the Tempest Valley Boys, there was quite a rule between the advance and retreat, and they could connect with each other to form a momentum and take care of each other.

On the other hand, the teenagers in Renyi Village were completely fighting on their own, without cooperating with each other, and many people were a little timid and couldn't let go of their hands and feet, so they fell behind in an instant, and they immediately became popular.

"Zheng Zheng~"

In a critical moment, the thirteenth guqin sounded, and a burst of string music unfolded continuously, the sound was like a lightning strike, and the sword was invisible. Not only was there a spiritual illusion of the rhythm attack, but also the invisible sword qi hidden in the shadows to kill the enemy, and under the two-way killing, the situation suddenly reversed, killing the young man of Storm Valley by surprise.