"My God, this is simply delicious on earth!"
"I have never had such a delicious fried rice, and give me another bowl ... no, two bowls!"
"Dudu's craftsmanship and second elder brother are one heaven and one earth!"
In the canteen's canteen, the disciples praised while gorging on fried rice, not even a grain of rice wasted.
Such delicious fried rice, they can no longer describe it with words.
Even Lu Lu's icy character was sitting alone at the table in the corner and eating slowly.
Not to mention Li Qingyang.
After eating fried rice, I can only use ‘junk’ to describe my previous cooking skills.
Xiao Xiao savoured every grain of rice, his face changed again and again, and he secretly exclaimed: "Good food on earth!"
Xi Jun often ate two bowls with a smile, but he never put down the chopsticks and leaned on a chair to snore.
The opposite Liu Wanshi held her cheeks with her hands, her eyes blinked and smiled: "Head, how is my cooking?"
Xi Jun often laughed and praised, "It's much better than Chef Xingyuelou!"
He's really lucky now, the other side is crying and haggling for the Iron Bone Pie, otherwise where can I find such awesome chef?
Qiu Liuwanshi smiled and said: "Xingyuelou is just an ordinary chef, but I am a senior chef. When I realize a higher level, the meals can still provide you with strength."
"So powerful?" Jun Chang smiled dumbfounded.
Lu Luzhen glanced over and continued to bow down to eat fried rice.
Qiu Liuwanshi grinned and said, "Head, I can stay in the Iron Skeleton School, right?"
"Yes."
Xun Jun often laughed without thinking.
The fried rice of Yuliu Wanshi made the disciples feel at ease, and returned to their residences without forgetting to whisper.
Uh ...
Dark night is coming, and the bright moon is hanging.
Lu Lu was sitting on the roof of the hall, with his hands resting on his knees, his chin resting on his arm, and looking at the mountains and forests outside the school.
"It's so late, I'm not going to sleep yet, how do I do the task tomorrow?" Jun Chang laughed and jumped up from below.
Lu Yan ignored him, a pair of water-cut eyes, always looking at the distant scenery, the cold wind came, the soft green silk fluttered.
Xun Jun often sat down with a smile, and kept a distance from her, "This seat feels that if you have any thoughts, find someone to tell them, it will be a little better."
Lu Lu said: "I have no mind."
Xun Jun often smiled and said, "Sitting on the roof in the middle of the night just to see the stars and the moon?"
"Yeah."
"... good Yaxing."
Lu Lu said: "Head, Liu Wanshi is not simple."
"Why not easy?" Jun Chang laughed.
Lu Lu said indifferently: "As far as I know, only the Ouyang family of the Tiancheng King City can make a meal that can enhance their strength."
天 谕 王 城?
Xun Jun often laughed and never heard of it, but judging from the words Wang Cheng, it must be a very remarkable place.
"Dudu is not surnamed Ouyang."
"The first name can be changed, and the last name can be hidden."
"Like you?"
Lu Lu was silent and jumped down.
Looking at the graceful back of the room, Jun Chang smiled and shouted, "Lu 芊芊, remember, you will always be a big disciple of the iron bone pie."
Lu Lu stopped and said, "I know."
Xun Jun always smiled and said solemnly, "If there is any enemies, any resentment, and so on, when the martial arts become stronger, this seat will be for you. Don't be reckless or do stupid things."
Lu Lu Xing's eyes flashed a strange thing, and then pushed open the door, went in and closed the door.
Xi Jun often yawned with a smile and jumped from the room and returned to the main hall.
Lu Lu posted it in front of the room door, and said lightly, "I seem to know a lot of myself."
Uh ...
The next day.
Just after dawn, Liu Wanshi wore an apron and began to get busy in the kitchen. Soon, the smell of vegetables filled the entire yard, and the apprentice who just got up suddenly smelled appetite.
"唔 ... It's delicious!"
"I feel like eating these meals will not tire you all day!"
"Give me a bowl of soup!"
In the Cantonese school cafeteria, the disciples gorged and fully recognized Liu Wanshi's cooking skills.
After I was full, the disciples felt like they were full of energy and went to Yanwuchang one after another and began a new day of practice.
"Oh, Qingyang, go ahead and do the task."
Xun Jun often smiled, biting a toothpick and walking out of the cafeteria.
"嘭!"
Suddenly, a booming noise came, and a red-lacquered door flew out from the side, and shattered on the ground in the distance.
Knock on my door ...
Xi Jun often smiled that the toothpick in his mouth fell, and turned stiffly to look at the door.
"Tread."
Yesterday, the sword-armed warrior stepped in, and she said in a deep voice, "Wandering Swordsman, Ma Yongning, come here to teach the masters of Ironbone School!"
Uh ...
Yan Yan Wuchang.
Xun Jun often laughed and held the blue dragon shovel, his eyes burst into anger.
After eating and drinking enough, I bite a toothpick and walked out. As a result, the door was kicked and flew out. Everyone was angry.
The swordsman who yelled at Ma Yongning stared at him, slowly pulled out the knife, and threw the scabbard out of the field.
确认 "Confirm your uncle!"
Xun Jun often stepped forward with a smile, and more than two thousand pounds of power were poured into the Qinglong shovel and suddenly cut off.
He lost the blessing of the galloping charm. Although this knife looked cold, he was far from the elegant and chic when he killed the elders of Lingquan.
"Ding!"
Ma Yongning held up his sword and was surprised, "You haven't stepped into a warrior yet?"
"brush!"
Xun Jun often draws a knife with a smile and hacks again in the same way.
But still by Ma Yongning, he said, "Ma has challenged more than 30 martial arts in a row, and I have never seen you so weak!"
"So much nonsense!"
Xun Jun often laughed and waved his sword ~ www.novelhall.com ~
Chen Naihe, the other party is a real warrior, and he can easily pick it up and avoid it.
Ma Yongning defended several moves in succession, and retreated to the edge of the Yanwu field and said, "Boy, you are too weak, and Ma is not a rare shot."
"is it?"
Xun Jun often laughed and threw the blue dragon sword, and offered the first cold sword, saying: "Dare you dare to take this sword?"
Ma Yongning glanced at the slightly cold sword, and determined that the sword was extraordinary, but said lightly: "Do you think the gap between us can be made up with high-quality weapons?"
Take a step and take a pose.
"Brush! Brush! Brush!"
Xun Jun often laughs and wields a sword, casting nine overlapping waves, one style, two styles, and three styles ... Until the eighth style, the sky rises, and the ninth style is cut in the layered waves!
He opened the eleven veins and practiced the Yijinjing, and once again exhibited his sword to attract more power than ever!
"咻 ——"
Wu Jianqi gathered nine overlapping waves, and Pei Lianwushuang cut off.
Ma Yongning sneered, holding his hands on the handle of the knife and crossing it in front of his shoulder. The spiritual force was poured into the blade surface. Obviously, the ninth style of the nine overlapping waves sword must be hard-wired!
"Ding!"
Jianqi blasted directly on the blade from top to bottom, spreading coldly and vigorously, blowing the dust on the floor instantly.
"Click!"
In the next second, the sound of weapon fragmentation came, and the sword filled with spiritual power was cut off by the sword gas, and Yu Wei cut it without straining on the side close to Ma Yongning's shoulder.
"嘭!"
Jiu overlapping waves of swords blasted on the ground, leaving half-meter-long sword marks, and the broken knife was also inserted on the slate.
Ma Yongning looked dull, a little, and threw himself to the ground, shaking his hands to pull out the half-knife, and shook his heart with his heartbroken and shouted, "My knife--"