When Xingchen ate the whole bamboo shoot, when he saw Han Feng, who was stunned, he couldn't help frowning, "Brother Feng, don't you dislike Xiao Wu's cooking skills!"

"Nope. Han Feng waved his hand again and again, "How come, this bamboo shoot looks quite fragrant, but I am allergic to bamboo shoots, and my teeth will fall out if I eat it." "I'm sorry, Xingchen, I have failed your husband and wife's kindness. ”

"Oh!" Xingchen smiled, "I don't know about this, since you can't eat, it's better to drink." Then he looked at Ye Xiaoqiu, who had been standing beside the two of them, "Xiaoqiu, why are you standing again, are you also allergic to bamboo shoots, I remember you ate a lot last time." ”

Ye Xiaoqiu wanted to cry without tears, he had tried his best to pretend that he didn't exist, why did he keep looking for him. He still remembers the feeling of eating raw bamboo shoots last time, and it really felt like he had broken his teeth. But the last time he ate it, this time there was really no reason to refuse, he could only sit aside under Han Feng's secretly happy appearance.

After a while, Han Feng looked at Ye Xiaoqiu, who was uncomfortable in his heart, but tried his best to hide it, and finally couldn't help laughing, "Hahaha! Xiaoqiu, you are so cute." ”

Ye Xiaoqiu ate the whole bamboo shoot in his stomach in pain, he looked at Han Feng, who was still secretly happy, he couldn't help but be a little angry, and immediately stretched out his hand and pointed at Han Feng, "Brother Feng likes to drink bamboo leaf water. ”

Hearing this, Xingchen put down the half-eaten bamboo shoots and said with a smile: "I almost forgot, Brother Feng does like to drink bamboo leaf water, it is my fault, I will prepare it now." As he spoke, he got up and walked outside the bamboo house, and soon disappeared from the eyes of the two.

At this moment, Ye Xiaoqiu put the remaining seven or eight bamboo shoots in the bamboo basket into the storage ring with lightning speed, and took out a square towel and wiped his mouth elegantly, "I'm done." ”

Seeing this, Han Feng couldn't help but complain: "It seems that you finished eating like this last time." ”

Ye Xiaoqiu nodded directly, "Well, this is also a matter of no choice, we must cooperate with Brother Lu, otherwise who knows what will happen?"

Han Feng looked outside the gate, as if he saw Xingchen who was seriously picking tender bamboo leaves through the bamboo forest, and blamed himself a little, "Xingchen, he is crazy, it's all my fault." Who would have thought that the death of a younger sibling would cause such consequences. ”

Ye Xiaoqiu also blamed herself, "Brother Feng, it's actually all me, after all, the blood demon was attracted by me." ”

Han Feng reached out and patted Ye Xiaoqiu's shoulder, "This is also something that can't be helped, you are also a victim, if you want to blame the four banshees, they are the culprits." Xiaoqiu, when you return to the upper realm in the future, you must avenge your parents, Blood Dance, and the crazy stars. ”

Ye Xiaoqiu's mood was even lower, "Actually, my task support panel was shattered after entering the demon. Now if I want to return to the upper realm, I can only rely on my own efforts to cultivate to the god level, and then go to the tower. ”

Han Feng stretched out his hand and grabbed Ye Xiaoqiu, "Xiaoqiu, you will follow me in the future, I will take you to wander together, cultivate together, and then go to the upper realm together." ”

"Hmm. The two hands were clasped tightly together.

At this moment, Xingchen had returned, at this time he was carrying a thing in each hand, carrying a brown jar in his right hand, which could vaguely be seen to have a reflection of water light at the mouth of the altar, and carrying a bamboo basket in his left hand, and I don't know where he got it, there were hundreds of tender bamboo leaves placed in the bamboo basket, "Let you wait for a long time, this time I will personally soak in bamboo leaf water." ”

As he spoke, he put the things on his hands on the dining table, turned over his hand and took out a pair of chopsticks, put them in a brown jar with tender bamboo leaves, and pressed them into the water.

Then he didn't say a word, he stared at the mouth of the altar like this, so that Han Feng and Ye Xiaoqiu could only follow without speaking, staring at the mouth of the altar.

Angry and embarrassed, Han Feng felt like he was suffering, in his world, after a full three hours had passed, he finally heard Xingchen's voice, "Okay, it's just a quarter of an hour." If you soak it again, it will affect the taste. With a wave of his hand, three new cups appeared on the table. Xingchen first fished out the bamboo leaves, then replaced the chopsticks with spoons, quickly mixed three cups of bamboo leaf water, stretched out his hand and asked, "Brother Feng, Xiaoqiu, you don't have to be polite." ”

But Han Feng and Ye Xiaoqiu were also a little hesitant, and Han Feng said to Ye Xiaoqiu: "Xiaoqiu, won't there be a problem with this bamboo leaf water?"

Ye Xiaoqiu sighed, "Whether there is a problem or not, don't we all have to drink?" As he spoke, he drank all the bamboo leaf water.

"Yes!" Han Feng sighed with emotion, he stared at Ye Xiaoqiu for a while, but he didn't see any uncomfortable look, so he drank the bamboo leaf water with confidence. The moment the bamboo leaf water touched his tongue, Han Feng's entire body suddenly stirred, and he scolded in his heart: ", what is this, it smells like bamboo leaves, but why is it so salty, it's like seawater." Thinking of this, he looked at the brown jar, sniffed slightly, asked about the smell of the waves, affirmed the thought in his heart, and began to hesitate whether to continue to pretend.

And Xingchen saw that Han Feng was stunned, and couldn't help asking, "Brother Feng, what's wrong with you, is it that I didn't make it well?"

Han Feng swallowed the bamboo leaf water in his mouth and squinted his eyes, "No——, it's good, I love it to death, Xingchen, can you tell me where this water for soaking bamboo leaves came from." ”

Xingchen recalled, "I think about it, it seems to have been poured in a small pond by the sea. Then he stared at Han Feng, "What's the matter, is there anything wrong with the water?"

Han Feng waved his hand, "No, that," looking at Xingchen's cup, "Xingchen, why don't you drink it yourself?"

Xingchen laughed, "I only drink alcohol now, not water. ”

"And what are you doing with three cups?"

"Get used to it. Brother Feng, don't you like it very much, I'll give you this cup too. As he spoke, Xingchen casually pushed his cup to Han Feng.

Han Feng couldn't help but curse himself again, but he also had to accept Xingchen's kindness. It's just that when he finished drinking and complained in his heart again, he heard a sentence, "Since Brother Feng likes bamboo leaf water so much, let's stay as a guest!" As soon as he finished speaking, he couldn't help but repeat, "Stay, um? stay...... Be a guest. Especially the last sentence, almost shouted.

Ye Xiaoqiu, who was on the side, suddenly laughed, "Great, you should reminisce about the past." He hadn't been happy for a second, Xingchen had already seen him, "Seeing that you are smiling so happily, let's stay together, Xiao Wu and I will make you all kinds of bamboo shoot dishes every day." ”

"Ah!" Ye Xiaoqiu shouted, and then lay down on the table dejectedly, with a loveless expression.

"It's good if you're happy," Xingchen laughed and gave each of them a glass of bamboo leaf water.

In this way, in order to stabilize Xingchen's mood, the two stayed in the bamboo house.

At this time, a fierce battle was taking place on the border line somewhere in the Zhulu Realm, and the soldiers of the two sides were fighting together, and neither could absolutely guarantee their safety. Because they don't know if any enemy will have already been defeated and come by surprise when they fight their chosen opponent.

In the sky, more than 300 flying warships were divided into two camps and were shooting at each other. In the warships of the two sides, small figures flashed from time to time, and countless flashes of light were stirred up in the air, each of which was a collision between the hostile sides. As the battle continued, warships began to be destroyed and slowly fell into the battlefield, directly burying some of the soldiers who were fighting.

When the number of warships decreased, some people began to summon bloodline true bodies to cooperate with their own attacks, but the bloodline true bodies that were comparable in size to or even more than battleships became the target of hostile warships as soon as they appeared, and were destroyed by concentrated fire. The saint-level powerhouse who summoned the true body of the bloodline was seriously injured by the backlash, and was seized by the enemy and fell.

He Kang, the leader of the Fire Wolf Mercenary Regiment, had to lead half of the members of the regiment to join the army because of the conscription, and now he is even more trapped in the battlefield.

The battle has continued to this day, and there are only more than fifty people left around him. At this time, they were fighting a hostile unit, which, like them, seemed to be operating on the battlefield in the form of a mercenary group.

In this bloody battlefield, He Kang, whose body spiritual power is the fire attribute, exerted even more powerful power, and after hundreds of rounds in a row, He Kang finally defeated the opponent with a fire fist, an old man with gray hair, who was already seriously injured and dying.

He Kang stood beside the old man, looked at the other party coldly, but ushered in a sentence, "If you want to kill, kill me, you can go and receive merit." ”

Not knowing the words of this sentence stimulated He Kang, he actually raised his head and looked around, he suddenly found that the two sides of the battle were all from the Yan and Huang countries, and the people who were originally from the same country as him were now in different camps, fighting to the death here for the purpose of others.

Thinking of this, he looked at the dying old man again, and sighed, "Let's go!"

Because of these words, the old man saw the hope of life, and couldn't help but have some spirit, "What are you talking about? Aren't you afraid of military law?"

He Kang looked at the guards fighting again, "Of course I'm afraid, but I'm tired of fighting, I don't want to kill my own people on the battlefield, and I don't know why we're fighting?"

When the old man heard this, he suddenly woke up and couldn't help but sigh: "Indeed, what is the point of fighting between us. When he looked up at He Kang, suddenly a hot blood rushed to his face, making him unable to see the situation in front of him clearly. Then he felt someone hugging him, and a familiar voice came, "Father, it's okay if you're okay, I'll cover your retreat now." But before retreating, I'll deal with this guy first. ”

A young man who looked a little like the old man got up and was about to kill He Kang, who was lying in a pool of blood, with a spear, when suddenly another figure burst out and forced him back two steps.

"The thief is so shameless that he dares to sneak attack the head of my family. The person who came was a young man in gold armor, his appearance was not outstanding, and he couldn't see it in the sea of people, it was Chengzi, the deputy head of the Fire Wolf Mercenary Regiment, he took a step back, carefully checked He Kang's injuries, and found that there was no danger to his life, so he was about to get up, but he was dragged by He Kang, and the sentence "Stop!" passed into his ears.

Chengzi looked at He Kang in disbelief, "Leader, what did you say?"

He Kang looked at Chengzi weakly, "This is a meaningless war, I don't want to see any more brothers killed or wounded." ”

Chengzi had no choice but to put away his weapon, and opposite him, the young man with the spear was also persuaded by the old man to put away the spear.

For a time, this place became a unique scene on the battlefield. After a while, the members of the two mercenary groups also stopped and looked at their leader.

The other soldiers were also tired of the war, and they didn't know who dropped their weapons with them, and the mentality of the truce spread like a tidal wave throughout the battlefield. The soldiers dropped their weapons, and some of the soldiers who continued to fight were subdued by their own men.

Soon, the fighting on the entire ground battlefield stopped.

The saint-level powerhouses who were fighting at high altitudes and less than a hundred flying battleships were no longer fighting, and few people knew what was happening. Then the men of both camps began to retreat spontaneously, and a battle ended unexpectedly.