His face was fierce, as if Song Hao owed him a lot of money and hadn't paid it back.

"What are you doing?"

Song Hao was first surprised, then frowned, and felt faintly inappropriate in his heart, the other party blocked his way for no reason, did he want to find a scapegoat?

Unfortunately, he guessed it.

"You can't go, you have to pay me for the spiritual porridge. ”

Song Hao: "......"

I really want to scold someone?

Honest people, should be bullied?

Could it be that he didn't look at the yellow calendar when he went out, just to have a good time, and he could also encounter such a flying disaster, Song Hao was suddenly unhappy in his heart, and said abruptly: "What does it have to do with me if you fail to cook your spiritual porridge?"

"What does it have to do with you?"

The old man with the roe deer's eyes sneered: "Don't deny it, everyone saw it just now, you bumped into my spirit porridge, if it weren't for you, with the old man's skills, how could he fail to cook." ”

Okay, you cow!

Listening to this strong reason, Song Hao's heart was galloping by, and he was really drunk with such a shamelessness.

What about the fairy wind bones?

I didn't expect that among the monks, there were such brazen people.

If it was in a deserted place, Song Hao would definitely have turned his face, and what the other party relied on was just cultivating a little bit higher than himself, but it was useful for hair, and he sacrificed the talisman treasure by himself, and beat him so much that his mother couldn't recognize him.

Song Hao is kind to others, but he is never weak and can be bullied, and honest people start a fire, which is really terrifying.

But the truth is true, but it seems out of place to turn the other party in this place.

Song Hao's trip was an attempt to plot the Thousand Shadows Sect, although the plan couldn't catch up with the changes, but it was fine, and he didn't want to make enemies for himself for no reason.

So he took a deep breath and suppressed the anger in his heart.

"Lu has no grudges with you in the past, and there is no enmity in the near future, why should Daoyou wronged me?"

"Hmph, the old man wronged you, this marrow washing porridge, the old man is already proficient in cooking, if you hadn't made trouble just now, how could the old man have failed to cook. ”

It's really shameless.

Song Hao was angry.

Although he is a college student, he understands the sophistication of human feelings, knows that the other party's cooking failed, and he is afraid that his value will plummet and be looked down upon, so he temporarily made up his mind and blamed himself.

Maybe in his opinion, he is just a rookie who is just a layer of condensation, and he doesn't let him be bullied, he only dares to be submissive, the monk world is originally based on strength, which is very cruel.

Knowing the other party's intentions, Song Hao was naturally even more reluctant to be a backstabber.

said coldly: "Don't talk nonsense here, you don't know that you want to dump the pot when Lu Mou, obviously your own skills in cooking spiritual porridge are not worth mentioning, it is commonplace, and you still want to blame me, it is really unreasonable." ”

"You ......"

was told by Song Hao about his plan, and the old man couldn't help but blush.

Just as Song Hao guessed, he wanted to dump the pot, but how could he admit it: "Stinky boy, I think you are tired of living." ”

As he spoke, he wanted to do it.

It's called anger.

"Stay!"

However, Song Hao spoke in time.

The old man also stopped what he was doing: "Why, now that I know that I am wrong, I admit that you disturbed the old man to cook spiritual food, okay, the old man is not unreasonable, I don't remember the villain, you can compensate me with two hundred spirit stones." ”

Why don't you grab it?

Song Hao was furious, he was really good at being bullied, Ma was good at being ridden, and he didn't want to make extraneous branches, but this soul was faint but he had to inch in.

It's disgusting.

What disappointed Song Hao even more was that the monks who were watching witnessed the whole process, but none of them stood up to speak for themselves.

But it's not strange to think about it, one is a big master of the sixth or seventh layer of condensation, or an immortal chef, and the other is just a rookie who has just entered the immortal path, without relatives and no reason, who wants to offend the big master to speak for him?

After all, the world of cultivating immortals is no better than the world, and many times the law of the jungle is still pursued, there is no benefit, and no one wants to cause trouble.

It's none of his business, but the old man went too far, not only throwing the pot to himself for no reason, but also opening his mouth and asking him to compensate him with two hundred spirit stones.

The clay figurines are also angry.

Since you don't know life or death so much, Song Hao doesn't mind teaching him a lesson.

So he said lightly: "Your Excellency thinks I'm a good bully, right?"

When Song Hao said the central matter, the old man's face turned red, but he quickly hidden: "Nonsense, how can a master like the old man bully you and ask you to compensate me for the spirit stone, because you damaged my spirit porridge, two hundred is not much, this has already given you a twenty percent discount." ”

Song Hao: "......"

I've seen shameless, but I've never seen such shameless.

"Lu repeatedly, your spirit porridge cooking failure has nothing to do with me, it's because of your own technical garbage. ”

Since the other party has gone too far to such an extent, Song Hao will no longer show mercy when he speaks.

"You ......"

The old man was furious, and he wanted to do it.

Song Hao was fearless: "What, if you still want to kill people and kill people, if you don't believe it, I will cook a spiritual porridge, the rights and wrongs are naturally clear." ”

"What, you also cook spiritual porridge?"

The old man was stunned for a moment, and then laughed: "Little guy, don't be embarrassed here, you think that boiling spirit porridge is cooking rice, and you can cook it by any person, it's really naïve." ”

"I've never seen such an ignorant immortal cultivator. ”

"I don't think he's going to be a fairy chef. ”

"Haha, I'm laughing to death. ”

……

This time, not only the brazen old man, but also the onlookers, also began to laugh at Song Hao.

They are not stupid, and they also know that the old man is throwing the pot.

But who made that little guy unlucky?

Immortal cultivators are originally bullying the soft and fearing evil, not to mention this cheeky old man, his strength is much higher than this unlucky boy, and most importantly, the other party is still an immortal chef.

This is the most noble profession among monks, even if the other party is just an apprentice of the immortal chef, it is not something that everyone wants to offend.

And that unlucky little guy, at first glance, is a loose cultivator, and his strength is ridiculously low, in this case, which side everyone is on, isn't this situation obvious?

Facing the cold words around him, Song Hao was not angry.

It's useless to be angry, these guys are characters who don't cry when they don't see the coffin, instead of fighting with them, it's better to slap the face with facts.

So he spoke, his voice was not loud, but it was enough for the people present to hear it clearly: "Isn't it just cooking spiritual porridge, I am indeed not an immortal chef, but I ask myself that my cooking skills are still so much higher than the stupid guy in front of me." ”

"Who do you say is stupid?"

The old man was furious, and if it weren't for the fact that the matter hadn't been debated to a conclusion, he would have wanted to do it.