"......There are two days left, the Li family's ship is about to return, and we arrived in time.

If Jialan Ruo really wanted to take the two people to pursue to the Mo family, he would probably come and take the boat to the Li family..." Jialan Lan was slightly breathing, her face turned slightly red, and told the two personal guards what she had just found out.

As one of the most qualified people in the aristocratic family, she hasn't done such errands in person for many years.

After looking at the traffic outside the window, she hesitated for a moment and continued, "But looking for one or two people who were deliberately hiding in a big city like Lianfeng City is not within the ability of the three of us... Otherwise, we should contact the city lord, right?"

Because there are ships that are sailing with the Li family, even in the Nafati leadership, Lianfeng City has a large city with a population of one million. In addition, merchants and other families are in constant force, if you want to find one or two people in such a vast sea of ​​people, it is almost like finding a needle in a haystack.

But before she finished speaking, the tall guard shook his head: "Absolutely not.

The ancestor gave an order that the matter was deeply involved and must not be known to the extra people. To be honest, let the head of the Jialan family join you is already a helpless move that we can do nothing to do.”

Jialanlan forced a smile. In fact, at this point, she couldn't figure out whether it was right or wrong for her to join.

Being able to join the core tasks of the Nafati family secret is certainly a shortcut to improve one's status and cling to higher-level figures in the family, but if this secret is important to the extent that even a person like the Nafati family's own city lord cannot know it, wouldn't she be a mere vassal head of a family like her beside her, a child who can be thrown away at will?

After pausing, Jialanlan continued to say to the tall and thin guard: "Mr. Hans doesn't need to fully explain this matter, but only vaguely mentions that it is the one that the ancestor wants to pursue..." "What the ancestor said should not disturb others, that is not possible in any way."

The tall and thin guard named Hans shook his head expressionlessly and said word by word.

"You don't need to be polite to the head of the Jialan family. You are the head of the family and your identity is actually far higher than us, so you don't need to call us adults."

"Yes, the head of the Jialan family is not polite.

And you don’t need to be nervous. Although chasing this person is what the ancestor means, it is not a strict order. It is naturally a great achievement for us to pursue, but it is actually nothing to lose. The ancestor will not blame him.”

Another short guard, named Hu Zhi, said with a smile.

Unlike his companion's cold expression, his eyes when he looked at Jia Lanlan were much gentler and friendly. It can even be said that it almost stuck to her body, and it was still wandering and rubbing on it.

“Since this is the most likely route we have chosen to escape, we just need to wait here to get on the boat together.

Everyone has worked hard along the way, so it’s good to have a good rest in this inn for two days to regain their energy.”

"Speaking of this, the furnishings in this inn are really good. It is worthy of being the best in Lianfeng City. It is worth a night of fifty spirit stones. The two brothers suffered in the woods and swamps a few days ago, so they should be relieved here..." The short Hu Zhi lay behind him, leaned in satisfaction in the pile of cushions, and smiled meaningfully at Jialanlan.

"The Jialan family should not try it?

It’s not wrong to occasionally remove the position of head of the family and relax.

Um?"

Suddenly he was stunned, frowned, then sniffed, and looked around again: "What's going on?"

It seems that there is a stinking smell?

Could it be that some people in the top inn that have 50 spirit stones have littered and shit and urine?”

"...Such a big smell of seaweed, this should be the meat of a turtle monster. It is difficult to get this. I think it should be fried into dried meat first to remove the smell of weeds..." Zhang Hongzheng picked up a large piece of monster meat and sniffed it, and then threw it into the big pot in front of him.

The large pot is divided into nine grids with two fences horizontally and vertically. Each grid is not connected to each other, including oil, brine or water, so that all kinds of ingredients can be cooked or fried without disturbing each other.

Below the pot is a large pile of fire spirit sand burning, transmitting heat to it. As the brine and oil temperature are boiled, the strange smell of monster meat is also rising and permeating the room.

"Hey, don't say it, it's really easy to make a pot like this, especially for those who cook monster meat like me."

Zhang Hong is fiddling with this novel pot. This thing is actually extremely simple, but ordinary people really don’t think of making such things.

"Why haven't I seen such a pot in Nangong Ling?

Could it be that Nafati's specialty was won?"

"This pot was invented by my grandfather, and it only spread slowly in the past twenty or thirty years."

Mo Wuming on the side suddenly said.

"oh?

Is it...it's that old man?"

Zhang Hongzheng was stunned.

Looking back at the old man's obese body shape and his thoughts of fiddling with machinery, it seems that it is natural to invent this thing.

"... When I was a teenager in the town, my grandfather liked to cook things in this pot and eat with me. Seeing that I was so spicy that I cried, he laughed... Although he had no power at that time, he was the happiest..." Mo Wuming narrowed his eyes and looked a little dazed.

"It seems that after people have more things, they will have more troubles."

Zhang Hong curled his lips, took out another piece of monster meat and spices and kneaded it in his hand with hidden force, and said to the fat cat who was staring at his movements intently, "It seems that you are the happiest to live, you only know how to eat it."

I'm a little worse, I just know to cook for you."

Immersed in the memories and didn't know how long it took. Mo Wuming woke up from the memories. The room was already filled with the stench emitted by the monster meat. Zhang Hongzheng was still busy in front of the big pot, constantly cooking various monster meat, fried and boiling, and sometimes taking it out and baking it on the fire spirit sand on the side.

He seemed to be constantly trying to make various monster meat methods, trying his best to make these difficult-to-get-in-place things delicious.

Mo Wuming felt that he was becoming increasingly unable to see through the young casual cultivator of the Nangong family in front of him.

Zhang Hongzheng not only bought these prosthetic limbs for him, but also gave him dozens of spiritual crystals, so that he could recover his spirit and use it for cultivation along the way.

This was originally the top problem that troubled him. Although the magic of the innate realm is far more magic than that of the magic realm of the birth realm, the energy consumed is not easy, and recovery is far less simple than practicing human immortal martial arts. It is impossible to recover from the extreme fatigue without two or three days of effort.

As the head of the family before, he naturally would not carry many spiritual crystals with him. After being injured, he consumed a lot of energy for recovery.

For casual cultivators who do not have the support of aristocratic family background, spiritual crystals are extremely precious and rare good things, but this young man actually sprinkled them with dozens of styles.

Any young and junior in Jialan family dared to do this? He had already stopped all the supply and let him experience the hard work of supporting himself. How the spirit stone and spiritual crystals are hard-won.

A casual cultivator who works hard to earn spirit stones will never have such a habit. Even if he makes a fortune of hundreds or thousands of spiritual crystals after some adventure, the habits he has developed over the years are still difficult to change, let alone the humble attitude of fear of exposing his fortune.

This is the calmness shown after having great confidence and confidence in your heart, great vision and vision.

But it is not like that if he is a direct descendant of a wealthy family who went out to practice, or a secret successor of the Three Gods Sect. Not to mention that his cultivation is still somewhat unpredictable, but these people will never waste their energy on fiddling with monster meat.

Seeing that Zhang Hongzheng was still concentrating on fiddling with the monster meat, he picked up a piece of it from time to time, showing a distorted expression on his face, and the stench in the room became stronger and stronger, Mo Wuming finally couldn't help saying: "... Speaking of which, eating monster meat is also absorbing the essence of the meat. Refining elixirs directly extracts the essence of these essences, which is more convenient and more conducive to absorption. Instead of spending so much energy to study how to fiddle with the monster meat that is unpalatable, why not just buy a few bottles of body-refining elixirs to take more trouble?"

Zhang Hongzheng was stunned when he heard this. Of course he knew this truth. He just developed a habit over the years and would not buy those elixirs to take. Even if he is carrying a huge amount of spiritual crystals, it is one thing to help the embarrassing Mo Wuming. He still feels uncomfortable eating at least a few bottles of body refining elixirs at will.

Since those body-refining pills are essentially the same as those of monster meat, why do you still need Hua Lingjing to buy pills?

Youdao is to live in vain. His fortune this time is scary, but it is not as good as the long-lasting flow of children from real aristocratic families.

What's more, the meat of the monster that is truly cooked is actually very good and much better than those elixirs.

Zhang Hongzheng smiled and said, "How can real food be comparable to the essence of purified elixirs?

It is a natural instinct for people to nourish their essence, blood and vitality through diet. If these monster meat can be made into real delicious food, their own essence, blood and vitality will instinctively recognize and absorb the essence in these meats, and the effect will naturally be better than that of elixirs."

Mo Wuming was slightly stunned and nodded: "Where did you hear this?

There seems to be some truth."

"A senior expert said."

Zhang Hongzheng shook his head and pretended to be profound.

"And when I try out a way to make high-level monster meat delicious, maybe I can get into Dou Jing every day when I open a restaurant. At that time, there is no need to hunt monsters or something else to concentrate on practicing."

Mo Wuming shook his head, feeling more and more unable to see through this kid.

As the monster meat continued to be boiled, the stench in the room became stronger and stronger. Mo Wuming had to use a spell to create two swirls of wind spiraling around his mouth and nose, shook his head and said, "...I think you have to find a way to solve the stench of monster meat, otherwise others would think you were simmering some poison that harms people..." Suddenly, Mo Wuming frowned, and the person was still sitting on the chair without moving, but a water curtain of several feet in radius had appeared next to him, completely separating the room on one side.

The next breath, a loud noise like a muffled drum, and the flames suddenly exploded from the wall next to the water curtain, and the surging waves of fire swept towards this side with fragments of earth and rocks.

However, the seemingly not very thick water curtain seemed extremely resilient. All the flying earth and rocks hit it immediately, and it was embedded in it as if it was trapped in a mud. The subsequent impact of the fire waves only made the water curtain slightly bulge and bend it down [Biquge www.biquger.vip].

But the next moment, the water curtain broke open like a bubble poked by a needle, and a huge golden sword protruded like thunder and lightning from the aftermath of the fire wave, piercing towards Mo Wuming.

Mo Wuming's pupils shrank rapidly. The huge golden sword that could pierce his water wall barrier was not just relying on the simple sharpness to break through the surface, but the extremely round and mature dark force shock and the sharp aura of Gengjin were perfectly mixed together.

Needless to say, this sword is a water barrier that uses softness to overcome hardness, even a whole piece of thick and solid granite can be cut like tofu.

The person holding the sword was an old man with white hair and beard.

It is not accurate to say that it is holding a sword, because he stretched forward with his hands together, and his whole body was in the golden giant sword.

Or in other words, this sword was completely transformed by his own foundation, and emitted all the internal energy of his whole body. In addition to the unparalleled sharpness of the Gengjin sword, there is almost no way to block this sword except for head-on battles in the same innate realm.

Mo Wuming's body jumped up from the seat, but this was not his body that had been practicing human immortal martial arts for many years. His limbs were just mechanical prosthetics that had just been connected. He staggered and almost fell to the ground, and he could only watch the sword tip swept across.

However, a lightning light first met the sword. Zhang Hongzheng, who was beside him, made a sword.

He was slow to perceive the energy of heaven and earth, but after seeing Mo Wuming's water wall condensed, he immediately drew his sword in his hand. At this time, he saw the old man stabbing Mo Wuming with a sharp sword, and immediately rushed forward and slashed the sword.

A very crisp and harsh sound of brokenness rang out like rain hitting banana leaves.

The moment he collided with Zhang Hongzheng's sword, the powerful and fierce golden giant sword was like the extremely thin glass hit by an iron hammer, twisted and shattered into countless pieces and then dissipated in the air. The old man inlaid in the center of the sword was shocked. Seeing that the long sword with lightning had not diminished power, he could only fold his palms in the middle, just holding the blade.

The old man's figure shook sharply, and the original momentum of rushing forward stopped completely.

The dark force on this knife was nothing, but the explosive force in an instant was extremely strong, which almost made him unable to take it down. Moreover, the thunder and lightning force transmitted from the knife also numbed his body.
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