Sharpen the head, pour hot oil, hold the monkey's brain, a few actions in one go, the fat chef didn't blink his eyes, during which the monkey kept wailing like a pig!

Su Qiao gave him a look, and the fat cook understood, and immediately quickly filled another bowl of monkey brains and handed it to Dai Yue, who was so frightened that her face turned white, and she quickly waved her hand and shook her head.

Su Qiao was enjoying it, as if the monkey was not screaming now, but acting on nature.

After a moment of smiling and watching, it was not enough to entertain him, and with a wave of his right hand, another thin and tall cook flashed out from the other side.

He pushed a small black wooden cart, on which was placed a table, on which there were two large plates, one gold and one silver, and the golden plate was filled with a dozen live mice with meat and eyes that had not been opened, densely crowded together, one by one the big meat worms writhed their bodies, and the silver plates were full of colorful spices.

Su Qiao grinned, quickly took a pair of red-hot iron-tipped chopsticks handed over by the cook, and clamped it to the gold plate, and the little mouse in the clip "squeaked" heavily, and before Dai Yue could understand, she saw that the mouse was completely submerged in the seasoning of the silver plate by Su Qiao, and there was a delicate scream of "squeak", and Dai Yue was so frightened that her eyes almost popped out.

Su Qiao flipped his wrist and opened his mouth to swallow the whole mouse in one gulp, and Dai Yue finally heard a fragile "squeak" like a breeze, and Su Qiao was already satisfied with the tip of her tongue and licked it around her lips.

"It's called Sanjier, and it's a simple recipe, but it takes endless gluttonous motivation and courage to taste it. ”

After Su Qiao finished speaking, he glanced at Dai Yue defiantly, "I, like my cousin, like this, like to eat this delicacy the most, swallow it one by one, you can not only enjoy the taste, but also exercise your courage!"

As he spoke, he took the cook and handed over another pair of red-hot iron-tipped chopsticks.

Unable to bear it, there was no need to endure it any longer, Dai Yue jumped up, snatched the gold plate with lightning speed, and angrily protected a litter of mouse cubs behind her.

In fact, with Dai Yue's previous character, she would not endure it for so long, wandering outside for three years, and encountering all kinds of people and things that made her change too much and learn too much.

Su Qiao raised his eyebrows, and his black pupils dilated slightly, like a pair of small black beans: "What, you still want to save these little mice?"

Su Qiao thought to himself: It's really a fool's dream, I am a mud bodhisattva crossing the river, and what kind of hero do you want to do.

Dai Yue: "So what?"

Su Qiao: "I advise you not to bother, even if I promise not to eat them now, I will give them all to you, can you feed them, do you have milk?"

Dai Yue glanced down at the mice and said categorically, "You don't have to worry about this!"

Su Qiao: "You can't feed them, these are not ordinary mice, their parents eat and drink are our chefs who have a lot of kung fu here, and they use spiritual power to nourish the food, the colostrum of the mother rat is not simple, and the cubs who have only been milking for three days can help cultivate by eating them." On the surface, it is a dish, but in fact it is a precious medicinal food, you don't eat them, and you can't feed them, what are you doing behind you?"

Dai Yue shook her head and said, "God has the virtue of a good life, such a weak life, I will do my best, no regrets!"

Su Qiao was angry: "Stubborn, don't blame me for being rude!"

As soon as the words fell, but seeing her sleeves shake, three highly poisonous iron lotus seeds were mixed with the sound of breaking the sky, flashing blue-black cold light from the top, middle, and bottom respectively from the top, middle, and bottom of the three directions towards Daiyue.

Dai Yue was not a conspiracy theorist, she has always been broad-minded, every night she closes her eyes until dawn, she never has two or two things in her head, and if she is on the list, she will definitely not be able to recognize the first.

It was only at this time that she realized what it meant to be "the back needle of the wasp's tail, the most poisonous woman's heart!"

Good fellow, I just want you a few mouse cubs, but you want my life!

didn't think about it at the moment, turned sideways to avoid it, and at the same time waved his hand with a palm, and fought back at Su Qiao's delicate body without hesitation.

Tie Lianzi looked at the corner of Daiyue's clothes, and "Ding Ding Ding" hit the copper pillar of the palace lamp on the side.

Su Qiao laughed cruelly, and gently moved the lotus step to avoid Dai Yue's fierce thunderbolt with more than enough strength, the lightning tore and hit a hanging statue behind her, the hanging image has been hanging in the middle of the hall, painting Xuanyuan Jingfei's ancestor - the Yellow Emperor of Xuanyu Xuanang, using the best satin, embroidered with gold silk weaving patterns on the side, and received a thunderbolt from Dai Yue, which immediately caught fire and burned.

Dai Yue's 'Heavenly Extreme Thunder Method' has been on a level higher than last time in terms of cultivation, and the thunderbolt that was shot out was more than one freewheeling, and her counterattack with this palm did not consume too much true yuan, but only intended to give the other party a dismount, warning her that she was not easy to bully.

Su Qiao turned around and looked at it, his face turned white: "You dare to burn my aunt's ancestor!"

Her eyes were fierce, and her body exuded a terrifying aura, looking from afar, like an angry wolf.

Several servants hurriedly worked together to extinguish the fire, but the head of the Yellow Emperor in the hanging statue was gone, leaving only a black hole.

Dai Yue felt guilty, and said in her heart: Hu Yihui, Hu Yihui, you can't blame me. The ghost told your cousin to kill someone, and I practiced the Tianji Thunder Method, and if you accidentally burn down your mansion later, I will send someone to compensate you again after returning to the Qixian Kingdom.

At this moment, she didn't know that the capital of the Qixian Kingdom had already fallen from Beijing, and the country was no longer a country!

Su Qiao's face was full of anger, he stepped forward without saying a word, pulled out a soft sword from his waist, trembled slightly, the sword body made a buzzing sound, and then the blue light suddenly came, and a sword flower danced from the brush, and a sword net fell from the sky, pushing towards Daiyue.

Dai Yue has no weapons, and she has never practiced any kind of advanced martial arts, and she fights with her own intuition.

Her eyes were fixed, and she had already smelled the heavy murderous intent in the air, and she didn't dare to slack off at all, and she was engrossed in waving her palms to face the battle.

During this period of time, she cultivated the 'Heavenly Extreme Thunder Method' and made rapid progress, on the one hand, thanks to Hu Yihui's dedicated guidance, and on the other hand, from her own real hard work, after all, she has been clever since she was a child, if she learns something with her heart, there is no one who is not studied by her.

Dai Yue slashed a palm in the east and a thunder in the west, without any rules, and walked around with the intuition of her five senses and six senses, and actually had a tie with Su Qiao, who had practiced true martial arts seriously!

The two of you came and went, and the slaves next to them avoided from afar, only to see a series of shocking sparks in the hall.

With a "boom", the roof of Hu Yihui's main hall and lobby was split by Dai Yue's countless thunderbolt divine palms, and several large pillars that hugged each other finally couldn't withstand the endless tossing of these two women, and they died heroically and fell down with a bang.

Dust rose on the ground, Su Qiao and Dai Yue were just two roosters with red eyes, and they didn't mean to stop at all, they each stood between the sand and rubble, and continued to fight with a sword.

Su Qiao was full of jealousy, and vowed to get rid of the woman next to his cousin.

Dai Yue was indignant in her chest, since she was a child, she only had to bully others, how could she have suffered such a hardship, today she must beat this unruly guy to the ground, and kneel down and beg for mercy.

The two girls fought vigorously, and when they saw that the main hall and lobby had collapsed, they simply didn't do anything, and they tried their best to transport the true yuan around them, and fought happily.

Su Qiao has practiced cultivating true martial arts since he was a child, although he has not reached the peak of Hu Yihui's almost divine realm in the way of the sword, but a soft sword has also made him superb, and he has rich experience in the battle.

But after all, the 'Heavenly Pole Thunder Method' is the practice of the immortals in the heavenly realm, and if you casually carry a lightning bolt out, you can split you into a piece of green onion eggs that are charred on the outside and tender on the inside, plus the assistance of the 'Spirit Vein Immortal Tendon Technique', Dai Yue's cultivation is even more powerful, and the cultivation is so fast that it can only be described as riding a rocket.

If I had to use an analogy to describe the fight, it would be like a teenage girl holding a machine gun to a small rifle that was loaded by an uncle.

Crackling lightning bolts one after another, hitting each other left a large crack there.

One of the bold family members didn't know if it was a sudden surge of blood or something, but he didn't know whether he was alive or dead and shouted at the second daughter: "Stop fighting, the house is about to be demolished! I heard that there is a bamboo forest in the backyard of Yuxuan, the area is quite large, it is better to •••••• it."

A sentence reminded Su Qiao and Dai Yue, and the two stopped at the same time, and flashed into the bamboo forest angrily.

The bamboo forest in the backyard of Tingyuxuan is indeed large and dense, accounting for more than half of Hu Yihui's entire mansion area, and it is also the place where Hu Yihui often practiced.

At this time, it is the season when the bamboo shoots are pumped violently, and the whips are like struggling upwards, interspersed in the big bamboos with dense branches, and there is a faint tendency to divide the grid into two layers.

As soon as Su Qiao entered the bamboo forest, he snorted, didn't say hello, and stabbed with his sword.

Dai Yue took a deep breath, stepped forward, raised her right palm, and swung a bolt of lightning to separate the sword.

In an instant, the storm-like sword qi and dense lightning suddenly turned this verdant bamboo forest into a bald scoop.

What bamboo shoots, bamboo leaves, bamboo poles and the like were spread on the ground, and more than a dozen bold family members stretched their necks from afar to peek here.

Suddenly, everyone present felt something, a gust of wind suddenly hung in the distance, the clear night sky was dim with stars, thick clouds suddenly appeared somehow, and the surroundings were filled with a strange and oppressive atmosphere.

A light pink, sedan chair carved with dragons and phoenixes on the outside fell from the sky, and Xuanyuan Jingfei stepped out from the inside in a grand celebration costume.