Qi Huayuan is the spirit son of the Giant Sword Gate. It is a symbol of the rise of the new generation of the Qi family.

Everyone who attends the Scarlet Forbidden Land knows him. Because the ancestor of his Qi family was a half-step infant monk. He Qi Huayuan was also recognized as the strongest in the Blood Trial.

Not only that, but looking at the Qi cultivation period cultivators of the seven major sects of the entire Yue Kingdom, he can also rank in the top ten.

At this moment, he is wearing a pair of straw sandals on his feet. The soles of the shoes were worn through, and there were several large holes, revealing the stinky feet inside.

A round face, a round belly, and a giant sword hanging from his body.

A chubby pink fire lingered around his shoulders.

In addition, there is a storage bag hanging from the waist.

There is nothing else.

"Think of me Qi Huayuan, if I hadn't grown fatter, I would have been a young talent in the Yue Kingdom Immortal Cultivation Realm. ”

He touched his four-layer chin, pinched his chubby belly, and subconsciously thought of "the first beauty in the Yue country", and he was also the first qi cultivator in the Yue country. Occult the moon and Tianjiao, Senior Sister Sun.

"Hey, other Senior Sister Sun, although she is also a Lingzi, she has a noble status. There are two ancestors guarding it. Naturally, I won't participate in such pickled things as the Blood Trial. "Actually, Qi Huayuan is still quite disgusted and resistant to participating in the blood trial in his heart.

For him, killing people is not as fun as eating.

But in the end, he didn't escape. The family even arranged a task......

"This bloody trial, really...... It's a little boring. He walked aimlessly, slowly.

He had already cut off the heads of several ignorant people on the way. Feed the storage bag to the small fire lying on his shoulder, and let the corpse sit there, withering with the flowers and plants of heaven and earth.

As he walked, he stopped. He suddenly smelled of wine. It seems to be the "Nine Brewing Springs", oh no, it must be the "Nine Brewing Springs".

He remembered the taste. And he never remembers the taste of food!

He couldn't help but be stunned.

Just when he was stunned, with the aroma of wine, there was an even more strange fragrance.

His eyes flickered a few times.

The round eyes have become more rounded.

Subconsciously, he followed the fragrance and turned a few corners. I saw a Spirit Beast Mountain disciple wearing a pig-face mask sitting on the ground.

There was a cauldron boiling in front of him, and a cold, blue-blue fire was burning underneath with the sun grass as fuel. There is a large box of "Nine Brewing Springs" next to him.

Qi Huayuan laughed: "I'll just say that I didn't hear it wrong." Sure enough, it was the Nine Brewing Springs. This kind of wine is only produced near your Spirit Beast Mountain. ”

At this moment, Han Lin put his feet on the stone next to him and kept throwing things into the pot.

Qi Huayuan walked in and asked curiously, "It's so fragrant." What are you doing, little brother?"

Han Lin's eyes were lowered, his dark and deep eyes under the mask were half-concealed, and he said without raising his head: "I'm cooking." ”

Cooking, cooking, cooking, how can anyone cook with yin condensation fire and scorching sun grass?

Qi Huayuan was very confused. The blue flames shone on his face, flickering and dimming, with a bit of banter. His eyes widened and he asked, "Why don't you go and collect elixir, everyone is collecting elixir." Those who come here are here to collect elixirs. You're cooking here instead. ”

Only then did Han Lin raise his head and look at him calmly, with an indifferent face under the mask, without fear. Said: "No, no, no. A lot of people don't come in to collect elixirs. As for this cooking, I can do it because I want to eat it. This is the only place where you can make such a delicious delicacy!"

Qi Huayuan's heart suddenly became interested.

Watching Han Lin calmly add ingredients to the pot, he felt an extremely familiar loneliness and indifference. With surprise, he stared at Han Lin curiously, as if he was looking at something he had never seen before.

The other party is obviously not a spiritual son, and his cultivation is only in the late stage of Qi cultivation.

He paced closer and closer, and the more he looked at the pig-faced masked man, the brighter his eyes lit up, and the more interest he felt in his heart.

There were waves in my heart.

The big fat man Qi Huayuan said with a smile: "Oh...... What a peerless delicacy. Can I taste it?"

It's really a person who is artistic and daring.

He shook his head and learned Han Lin to sit down. He was so fat, and the ground shook when he sat down, and Han Lin was thin and withered.

He stretched out his round head and probed his head, not like a monk, but like a fool. He took a closer look at what was cooking in the pot, and muttered, "Good fellow." What is it...... There is nothing delicious in this world, and there is nothing I have not eaten in Qi Huayuan. ”

Han Lin stirred it with a spoon, and his movements were as skillful as a restaurant chef. He scooped up a spoonful of soup and took a sip in front of Qi Huayuan: "Wow, it's delicious." It's really only here that I can do it. ”

Qi Huayuan died of curiosity. I'm going to die of hunger.

He smiled, as warm as a spring breeze: "It's so delicious?

Han Lin nodded.

The grass is green, and the red flowers are long.

He licked his lips and asked Han Lin, "Oh...... Can I try it then?"

Han Lin scooped a bowl for him.

"It was delicious. His mouth was as big as a river, and he swallowed it in one gulp.

When the food was down, he couldn't help but pat his chest, spit out cheesy, and said loudly: "Cool! Quickly bring me wine." How can there be no good food like this! Hurry up and get rid of the cheesy!"

This loud shout was like a thunderclap in mid-air.

Han Lin was also taken aback. He used gravity to seal the mud of the wine jar, and suddenly a rich aroma of wine came to his nose.

An altar in his hand, and then handed an altar to Qi Huayuan. The mouth said: "Hahaha...... He really deserves to be the spirit son of the Giant Sword Gate! Dare to eat the food made by strangers, aren't you afraid that I will poison you?"

Qi Huayuan looked at Han Lin's hand and looked surprised. Not to be outdone, he handed over the empty bowl with gravitational magic, and said, "Poison the glutton? ha, who would come up with and do such a stupid thing." Wow...... This thing is really the best food in the world. I have eaten Sanssouci fruit, big wind seeds, and purple monkey flowers...... Tell me, how did you do it?"

"Oh, have you eaten a purple monkey flower?" Han Lin hadn't thought that this fat man had eaten such a spirit grass before.

Drink the whole jar in one sip. Qi Huayuan wiped his mouth, but it was not enjoyable. He looked at the remaining Nine Brewing Springs and said, "That's nature. I've eaten most of this pot of stuff you made. I just haven't eaten this staple food. This thing, this seems to be made of minced meat?"

Han Lin laughed: "Yes." Your mouth, Qi Huayuan, Qi Huayuan, I admire it. Do you know what you're eating in this fragrant pot?"

Qi Huayuan was disgusted that he hadn't drunk enough, and he was not polite, so he directly used gravity to open a few jars of wine, and divided three jars for Han Lin and himself. The jar of wine was lightly lined up in the air, and not a drop was spilled.

Qi Huayuan never thought that he would experience such a bizarre and exciting scene. Two people who have never met and have never crossed paths, and the other party is wearing a concealment mask, and it is obvious that the person who came is not good. In a place of fighting, but like good friends, they eat and drink meat together.

He Qi Huayuan has no friends. He didn't think he'd have friends.

Those ordinary people around him are only worthy of looking up to him, how can they be qualified to be his friends!

But today, he saw one.

He playfully said, "What is it? It can't really be a poison." Yes...... I, Qi Huayuan, am going to be poisoned by you...... Uh......"

It's a joke. The little fire shook with joy.

"Hahaha! Naturally not. Who would poison a gourmet?" Han Lin also tasted it again and quipped.

The minced meat melts in your mouth. It contains abundant aura and essence, and is not ordinary.

Under Qi Huayuan's questioning eyes, Han Lin introduced coldly: "This thing can't be eaten in the outside world." It is necessary to cut out the hearts of several monks, take out the hearts and livers, chop them into minced meat, mix them with brain pulp, add secret mixtures, and marinate them to make ......"

Qi Huayuan was simply fascinated when he heard it. He muttered, "It turns out that human flesh tastes like this." It's wonderful. No wonder you say that this is the place where you can make your food. ”

Han Lin shook his head and said, "It's not human flesh. It is the heart and liver of man. The most tender part...... Most of the human flesh is made of dry firewood, even if it is from monks, it is not delicious. And this heart and liver are all carefully selected by me, to kill him at the moment when the other party is most surprised. In this way, the blood fills the heart, and the liver becomes delicious because of fear. ”