Some days ago, in wulianggu, Lorne was interested in showing them how to cook. Seeing that Miss Luo seldom cared so much about a thing, they reluctantly tasted it.

I have to admit that Miss Luo has some talent. Although the taste of the food she makes is not as good as that of the white fat man, it is absolutely delicious in Wuji holy heaven. On the one hand, in order to cooperate with Miss Luo's show of mind, on the other hand, it is rare to eat delicious food without having to do it yourself. Bai Pang and ye colorless inevitably took a few more bites. The final result was that they fell to the ground on the spot with numbness all over their bodies. They suffered from the pain of thousands of ants. They could not survive on the ground. If Gu Fenghua had not just finished his cultivation and saved them, they would have suffered a lot.

You know, they all carry a plant of God transforming grass. Generally speaking, they are invincible to all kinds of poisons. They are poisoned like that by Lorne. If they want to change others, they are afraid that she will poison only one of their nine lives.

It was not until then that they knew that the so-called cooking skill that Miss Luo was painstakingly thinking about was more appropriate than poison skill. As long as they thought about the pain of the saint's loss at that time, the white fat man was still scared and his face turned green. How dare he let her cook?

"Why don't you bet something else?" Leaf colorless also green face says. If you really want Miss Luo to cook for a month, he might as well starve to death. At least he doesn't have to suffer so much.

"Well, bet something else, who wins, who cooks, who cooks for a month." Lorne didn't seem to see the green on the two faces and said excitedly.

"Plop! Plop Bai pangzi and ye colorless body shape in a flash, at the same time fell to the ground.

This time, Chen Wanqiao and others were indifferent when they saw a few people chattering and joking. They didn't wipe their forehead any more.

No wonder they didn't worry at all. Gu Fenghua's strength is too strong. There's no need to worry about her at all. It's Kuangjian sect's disciples who should really worry about her.

Although Pang aoting only stepped back in this sword fight, as long as he was not blind, no one could see the difference between him and Gu Fenghua. All the disciples of Kuangjian sect were earth colored, and some even trembled with fright. It seems that the Lord is not Gu Fenghua's opponent. If she insists on destroying Kuangjian sect after she defeats the Lord, who can resist it?

"Come again!" Without giving Pang Ao ting a chance to breathe, Gu Feng Hua jumped up and attacked again.

One sword, two swords, three swords

With a loud noise, Pang aoting retreated. When Gu Fenghua cut out the tenth sword, he also retreated to the edge of the cliff, with his back against the stone wall, and could no longer step back.

His face became pale and more old. His sword hand was shaking slightly, but the anger and hatred in his eyes were getting stronger and stronger.

Gu Fenghua has no lofty virtue of repaying good for evil. Seeing the hatred in his eyes, he can't be merciful and continue to attack Pang aoting with a long sword.

"Gu Fenghua, I wanted to let you live. If you have to be aggressive, you can't blame me." Pang Ao Ting raised his sword again with trembling fingers and roared wildly.

"Poof!" After eating the melon seeds, Lorne took out a sweet and juicy wild fruit and chewed it. When he heard Pang Ao Ting's shouting, he spurted it out.

Around, other people also looked at Pang Ao ting with strange eyes, even those crazy sword sect disciples were no exception.

From the fight to now, Gu Fenghua has the upper hand steadily. Pang aoting is forced to retreat by her. It seems that she has no power to fight back. How can she say such a big thing.

Even Gu Fenghua himself felt puzzled. This Pang Ao Ting is not shocked by his attack after attack. Is he insane?

Soon, Gu Fenghua knew that Pang aoting had not shaken his brain or lost his mind.