Chapter 759

Mu Cangyun was also stunned for a moment. He didn't expect Ruoshui to do this for a meal. This is under the setting sun cliff, and the cold air from outside will pour into it every four hours. Once the cold air enters here, it will devour the human body, and the cold poison in Feng Xingtian's body is formed in this way.

And the cold poison in his body came from Feng Xingtian's body excessively, and when he fell into this place, he did not take any protective measures, and was directly eroded by the cold air, the condition of his body would get worse and worse. . Fortunately, Ye Mo was there, so he didn't have to worry too much about his health. As long as he took medicine regularly and didn't use too much star power, there would be no problem.

He pretended that his legs were disabled to deceive everyone, but the cold poison in his body was not a deception. When he was sick, the cold that went deep into the bone marrow was extremely painful.

"Pineapple cake." Licking his lips, Ruo Shui's little hand stretched forward, staring at Feng Qingge blankly.

At the same time, the black figure quickly jumped out of Ruo Shui's body, with the small black claws in front, and also shouted: "I want braised fish."

"Hmm... I want... it's fine." It was as if he had entered a restaurant to order food, and Mu Cangyun also followed.

Almost subconsciously, Feng Xingtian turned around and said, "One catty of soju, two catties of beef, three trotters, four or two beans, five..."

"How long have you been hungry and haven't eaten?" If you interrupted Feng Xingtian directly, he dared to say that he would not be able to go to the restaurant, order everything, and boiled beef with soju, is it delicious?

After a pause, Feng Xingtian finally came to his senses, shrugged helplessly and said, "I'm used to it. When I was fine before, I liked to sit and drink a little wine and eat something like this. However, there is nothing here, what do you want to do? No way, the cold air invades, and you can't even light a fire here, unless it's the flame of your life."

Destiny flame!

The light in the black eyes suddenly appeared, which reminded Feng Qingge that when Sang Guo met Xue Ji, he made a dish in just a few minutes, and the taste was not at all. The meals cooked with firewood can be compared, and the heating is absolutely uniform, and the requirements for the fire of life are also very high. If the operation is not good, the meat will be directly scorched.

"Recipe." Thinking of what Master Lan Yu had left behind, Feng Qingge snapped her fingers involuntarily, her divine sense swept across the ring, and with one hand, the familiar book had appeared in her hand, quickly Turning it over, it was just the pages of white paper that really made Feng Qingge feel chilling enough.

This thing depends on one's own ability to control the flame of one's life, so that things that can be done can appear randomly. She doesn't have too many things in her ring now, who knows what she will find here. Just thinking about it, the black font on that page appeared in vain, Feng Qingge's fingers trembled, and he quickly pressed the page, staring at the two big characters on it, Roast Duck.

Roast duck, roast duck, roast duck! Why is it roast duck, this thing, can you give her a fireplace, if there is no such thing, what would she use to roast it? To make roast duck, it is necessary to have fruit wood, and the roasted duck is a must.

"You want to do this?" The sharp-eyed Mu Cangyun has seen the big characters on Feng Qingge's recipe, but it's a little boring. Roast duck is everywhere, and the roasted taste is similar, not too delicate, his The taste has always been relatively light, and this thing is still uneatable.

The old demon cat jumped up and quickly landed on Feng Qingge's shoulder, his eyes swept over the handwriting on the recipe, and tsk tut: "Ducks are also good, anyway, I'm not picky eaters. This duck head, duck butt, duck neck, duck wings, I am If you don't eat it, I want the meat on the duck leg, come two, I'll eat it."

"You can't beat the sky, and you still eat two duck legs." He stretched out his hand to hold the little head of the old demon cat, Feng Qingge gritted his teeth, and looked carefully. The front was all about how to make roast duck, and the back was the recipe. other effects. Can you increase your resistance by roasting food with the flame of your life? Or enhance immunity, plus BUFF can still restore blood!

Seeing that four words can be added at the end of a page, Feng Qingge really wanted to tear this tattered book. I don't know if the following words are on the second page. The writing above, and the next page. Nai He Feng Qingge flipped through it three times, but couldn't find the latter text.

Yes, this arrogant recipe is like this. Occasionally, when you are in a good mood, there will be a few good things. When you are in a bad mood, you will all be blank, and you will not even be given a chance to practice your skills. Feng Qingge sighed helplessly, patted the book, and said depressedly, "Let me make something, at least give me some ingredients. Do you have a roasted duck, please?"

"No!" I saw that the text written in the original recipe was directly changed to not have two big characters. No matter how Feng Qingge took pictures, the page just now disappeared. Well, it turns out that the mood of today's recipe is not very good, so I will be furious, not even providing any ingredients.

Looking at Ruo Shui in front of him, Feng Qingge said helplessly: "Did you see, this doesn't give me a chance, I can't help it, you say yes, if..."

Before the last word was uttered, Feng Qingge only felt the blue and white figure flashing in front of her. Then, the breeze blew past, and a wild duck with a strangled neck was handed to her, Zhang Da. He didn't even have time to call out. And Ruo Shui, who was displeased, shook the duck in his hand.

"Er..." The speed of taking the ingredients is quite fast. The corner of his mouth twitched involuntarily, and Feng Qingge was about to catch it, but Ruo Shui threw the duck outside, stretched out his hand to hold the recipe, and smashed it down with a fist. The milky white light immediately spread, and before Ruo Shui could speak, dozens of ducks flew out of the book at the same time, and the stove and all the ingredients were prepared, and the fruit trees were put aside.

Sure enough, it's still bullying. If you offend anyone, don't offend Ruoshui.

Answering secretly in her heart, Feng Qingge shook her head involuntarily. She was used to seeing this side, but Feng Xingtian had never seen it before, those eyes were almost staring out, she stood beside Mu Cangyun a little timidly, and asked in a low voice, "Who is this little girl, she is very powerful Yes, stay away from her next time, so as not to be accidentally injured."

"It's Senior Ruyi's younger disciple, Ruo Shui, and she's also my little junior sister." Mu Cangyun laughed softly.

"...when I didn't say..."