Scratching his head, Meng ye said with an embarrassed smile: "try it first. I can't say it's delicious."

His face twitched even more severely. He would rather pass the bowl and say, "I'm not sure? Say, what is it? Otherwise, I'll give you a mouthful first

On one side, Su Qian stirred the pot and said, "don't worry, it's not the meat of Yuemai Huanglong. Even if the meat can be used as a material for refining pills, it won't be directly used for cooking. It's from the kitchen of the inn in the ruins. I can't tell what it is, but I think it's OK to eat. "

Finally relieved, Ning Yue said: "fortunately, I thought you were going to try me first. Can you eat the meat of Yuemai Huanglong?"

"Who do you think we are? For meritorious officials and wounded people, how can they give you food with unclear efficacy? When they were dug out from the ruins, they were stained with a lot of dust, washed for a long time, boiled, and then changed the water to continue to boil, so they should not be clean. "

Su Qian shakes her head and says with a smile, her movements are very skilled, bowl after bowl of porridge will be loaded, put aside, waiting for Han Jing and Meng ye to take it by themselves. Then, perhaps in order to dispel ningyue's last suspicion, she took a sip from the bowl and then signaled a smile.

Seeing this, Ning Yue finally put down his heart and said with a self mockery: "yes, I'm too nervous. I even doubt the food you make."

After that, he didn't even need a small spoon. He put the bowl to his mouth, opened his mouth and swallowed a lot of porridge. Suddenly, he felt that the flavor was just right between his lips and teeth. The light aroma of rice and the strong flavor of meat mixed into a satisfying and intoxicating supreme delicacy.

The warmth flowed into his stomach, as if immediately turned into strength, and began to slowly pour into his whole body. He nodded more and more, and gulped down the rest of the porridge in the bowl. He looked as if he had been hungry for several days.

"Eat slowly, don't be in a hurry. There's still a lot left. No one's fighting with you. "

Seeing his gobbling appearance, Su Qian quickly reminds her that when she was still in the position of disease hunting, she had seen many people who were too busy to eat, and finally had the time to gobble up a meal to make up for a few meals, which easily broke down.

"It's delicious. I can't slow down."

When Ning Yue stopped, the first bowl had already reached the bottom. He wiped his mouth, but he didn't finish. He handed the empty bowl to Su Qian.

"Another bowl."

"OK, I'll go."

Meng Ye grabs the empty bowl and trots out a few steps to deliver it to Su Qian.

After taking the bowl, Su Qian filled it with porridge again. When he handed it back to Meng ye, he nuzui toward the ground and said, "don't just take care of him, but take a bowl to eat yourself. It's cold. The porridge will be cool soon. And Han Jing, come and take your share. "

"I see."

Not far away has been on guard against around Han Jing with a long gun back, bent over the ground to carry the last bowl of porridge, her look suddenly a Leng, looking up at Su Qian.

Su Qian a Leng, touched to touch own face, ask a way: "how?"

"Don't just focus on us. Don't you eat by yourself? Besides, why didn't you even prepare the bowl? "

Han Jing took the last bowl of porridge and glanced at the ground with a sign. There was no other bowl left. On the other side, Meng ye and Ning Yue are, of course, one bowl for each person. Only Su Qian, who was still stirring the pot, didn't leave his share.

Suddenly, Su Qian stared at the ground and said, "it's impossible. Besides ningyue's share, I've just divided three bowls and put them here. How come they're gone all of a sudden?"

Hearing her call, Ning Yue and Meng ye turned around together and raised the bowl in their hands, indicating that they had only this one, and didn't take more.

"You can't be mistaken, can you?"

Han Jing is puzzled for a while. He subconsciously raises his hand and touches Su Qian's forehead, but the latter dodges.

Su Qian shook his head and said, "what do you want to try? How can I possibly have a brain fever? I've made a mistake? Even if you really forget to hold your share, where is the other bowl? Meng ye, you went with me before. I washed the food and you washed the dishes. Were there four bowls at that time? "

"Yes, four bowls, that's right." Meng Ye nodded, just like that, he can't remember correctly.

"Maybe I forgot to take a bowl when I came back. Why make such a fuss?"

Rather more a smile, put the bowl that oneself drank congee again on the ground a push.

"If you don't mind, make do with this."

"It can't be that I missed it. I remember very well just now. Besides your share, there were three bowls of it. How could it suddenly disappear?"

Doubt to doubt, Su Qian or took away the bowl of ningyue, she is not directly from the pot to drink porridge.

Just as she turned to go back to serve porridge, she suddenly felt a gust of wind sweeping her side. The next moment, her wrist was caught and pulled back.

"Su Qian, come back!"

Ningyue's hand, in a flash, he stepped out of the body has been stopped in front of Su Qian, left hand upside down with sheath sword horizontal in front of him, a face of vigilance.

For a moment, Han Jing and Meng ye are also surprised. Subconsciously, they follow Ning Yue's eyes and suddenly feel awe inspiring.

But in the iron pot to extinguish the bonfire, a shadow of people do not know when to appear, even self-care where congee. He was holding a bowl in his hand, which was exactly the same style as ningyue's.

Ping!

The porcelain bowl in his hand fell to pieces. Han Jing couldn't care about it. He held the gun with both hands and pointed at the man with the cold tip of the gun. He said, "who are you?"

"Passers-by, smell the fragrance, can't help but carry a bowl to go, did not expect to taste better than smell, so come back to fill a bowl."

Having said that, the visitor poured the last bit of porridge into the bowl, sniffed it and gave a satisfied smile.

"You don't take it from me, but it doesn't match the etiquette. Put the bowl down. We're not even going to share it. "

Han Jing reprimanded him again, but the man didn't hear him. He took the bowl and drank it. He swallowed half a bowl of porridge, then put the empty bowl on the ground and wiped his mouth.

"Don't be so mean, isn't it just a bowl and a half of porridge? If it wasn't for me, you might not be able to live until now. Why don't you care about that? "

"Sir, who is it? What does that mean? "

Ning Yue winked at Han Jing, then stepped forward and changed his right hand, but he still didn't come out.

I don't know what's going on in front of me. He spent too much on the battle of Yuemai Huanglong last night. Now his strength is less than 60% of his peak state. Moreover, the awakening of the demons' blood has not reached the time to launch again, so he has to be cautious.

"To be frank, I injured the hind leg of the Yuemai Emperor Dragon 300 years ago. I didn't take it seriously at that time, so I left it aside. You said, "if not, how would you win if you ran into that big guy last night?"

The visitor gave a strange smile and put his hands under his cloak.

On one side, Han jingleng snorted: "this joke is not funny at all. Three hundred years ago? So how dare you ask, sir, this year

"Seven hundred or eight hundred, maybe thousands. I can't remember clearly. I've forgotten the concept of age for a long time." The man shook his head and looked at ningyue again.

"Let's put that aside. I'm here, but there's something else. Look at the noodles with your bowl and a half of porridge. I don't want to do it directly. Let's do it first. Of course, we can not do it. That little girl, don't always point at me with weapons. It's very bad. "

Ping!

When the voice fell, a roar started. A red shadow passed quickly, and a long gun fired. Han Jing took three steps back to stabilize himself. Looking at it again, the man's cloak trembled and a weapon appeared in his hand.

At that moment, Ning Yue subconsciously turned his head and looked at the corner of the broken wall behind him. In a flash, his eyes were more surprised.

His strange chopper is still leaning in the corner. What's the weapon in the bearer's hand?

As like as two peas, the same shape is worn with a semicircle guard's handle. The slender blade is the opposite of the conventional knife, facing the blade and the arc face as the back. There is also a small hole in the knife grid.

How could there be a second weapon like this?

"It seems that you should also think about what I'm here for. Give me your knife. I'll take it and leave. I won't embarrass you any more. "

The bearer gave a grim smile, and the sabre in his hand dropped slowly. The direction he pointed to was ningyue's almost the same strange chopper.

"You should also know that just now I can quietly take away a bowl of your porridge, and then I can also take away the knife directly. Besides, even if it is obvious that you are not my opponent at the peak, let alone now? Don't struggle, just give it to me. "

"I refuse."

Ningyue's answer is very decisive, without hesitation.

"From stealing to robbing, he looks like a righteous man. I saw your impudence for the first time in my life. No wonder you don't have any hesitation when you say you've lived a hundred years. "

With the increase of strength and accomplishments, the life of a strong warrior can also be improved. It's not easy to live to a thousand. According to Ning Yue's knowledge, even those who are strong in tongtianjing may not be able to do it. If the person in front of you can, then you don't need to covet his things.

The other side shook his head and said, "well, I said I don't want to do it. In the end, I have to be polite before I fight. Forget it, I'll give you another chance to look at the bowl and a half of porridge just now. I only use 30% of my strength. You can support my attack for half a quarter of an hour and still stand up. Even if you win, I won't come back to you for at least a year. Otherwise, give me the knife. "

"It seems that I can't refuse."

His eyes sank, and Ning Yue slowly drew out the dark Xuan sword. He is good at using only sword. As for carrying the strange chopper on his body, it is only with the help of its extraordinary texture, especially in emergency use.

However, that doesn't mean you can hand over the strange chopper to others. For a warrior, the weapon that accompanies him all the way is a companion, a comrade in arms who shares life and death. How can you give up that friendship at will?

"If you have any good idea, please let it out."“ Hey, I'd rather you don't go up alone before your injury is healed! " Han Jing drinks in a hurry and steps out with a gun. On the other side, Su Qian slowly drew out his sword. Shaking his head, Ning Yue said: "it's useless to have a lot of people. The ability that he just appeared quietly is already above us. Only hope that he can abide by his agreement, 30% strength, half an hour. "“ Don't worry, I'm a man who can do whatever I want, but at least what I said still counts. "“ That's the best. " Zheng - the dark Xuan ancient sword came out of its sheath. The colder it was, the colder it was. At the finger of the sword, there was a faint cold light“ Come on