Ming Wu Yan looked at Wu Xiu and said, "no? Fenglao was hurt by Fengshen, and the effect of Wushen Dan was better than ordinary repair Dan. "

Wu Xiu was stunned. Does this girl really want to cure Feng Lao?

Even though he thought about it, he took out a pill and handed it to fenglao.

Fenglao was just about to take it away when mingwuyan said directly, "fenglao, don't despise Wushen pill of Wuxiu God. It must be true that Wushen temple can exist in the temples of the three realms. Take it quickly

Wu Xiu God heard the last sentence of northern Yan God, and he felt comfortable.

This girl is still aware of current affairs.

Fenglao didn't want to take the pill, but seeing that Wuxiu was looking at him, he hesitated for a moment, and then took one.

After taking the pill, fenglao's face suddenly improved a lot.

The bright fog Yan immediately praised a, "the sorcerer Dan of Wu Xiu God is very fierce!"

Wu Xiu's God was not at ease because of her saying.

She always felt that the girl was saying something ironic.

No one in Yaoling Temple ever admitted that their alchemy would lose to the witch temple.

"Girl, find a place to rest for me! I'll come back when the dinner starts. " Fenglao suddenly wanted to spit out the magic pill. Although his face was better and the repairing effect of the magic temple was excellent, it didn't fit his constitution.

In other words, his body can't bear the effect of the temple of witchcraft

He wanted to have a rest, but Ming Wu Yan was not as good as he wanted.

"Fenglao, now the whole Yaoling hall is used for all kinds of purposes. You'd better have a rest here! What you need is circulating air and aura intake. "

"That's right, Mr. Feng. You'll be in a good mood if you have a chat with us. It's not easy to come to Yaoling hall. Don't you talk to us old guys? " Bingjuexian made an invitation to fenglao.

Although fenglao was a little irritable, he nodded and went to bingjuexianzun weakly.

"Old Feng, you are hurt a lot! But why don't you take your own medicine? People should cherish themselves The sea of clouds reveres a person to look at the old phoenix with a pale face thoughtfully.

He pretends to be weak, pathetic and injured. What does he want to do.

Old Feng sighed, "I don't have any good pills. Old man, do you have any special pills in your hand? "

Yunhai Zunren shook his head, "of course, I don't have it. I thought what good pill I had in my hand was given by fenglao! Originally, I thought that if I met fenglao again in this medicinal diet, I would have to ask you for some good pills. "

Fenglao's face changed, and for a moment he was speechless.

In order to win people's hearts, he did give a lot of pills to others, and Yunhai Zunren was one of them.

"Old Feng is weak. I'll ask someone to prepare some food for you first! Yaolingshan has a dinner in the evening, but now it can also eat something. Sometimes the effect of dietotherapy is much better than that of ordinary pills, and there are no side effects. "

The bright fog Yan side says, at the same time to the empty Tong rain lotus of one side waved to start.

Soon, the air Tung rain lotus brought a small green plate came over, three dishes of fine vegetables in front of the old Feng.

Ming Wu Yan said in a soft voice: "old Feng, I made it myself. Look at this. It's called Wenfeng soup. There's something good in it!"

Feng always stares at the three dishes that look very delicate in front of her, and she doesn't dare to eat them for a while.

He could clearly smell the cracked Phoenix fruit in these dishes.

"Don't you like it? Old Feng has a taste of this. It's made of the wind red fruit of the underworld. It tastes like the wind of the underworld, but it's not cold. It has a different taste. " Ming Wu Yan began to introduce her second way.

Feng Lao Zheng for a while, he picked up the chopsticks hand trembled for a while, but still did not start.

Because, all of a sudden, he felt the strange power from the dish.

But what is the power of space? He can't capture it. He just feels that the breath makes him hate it.

Seeing that Feng didn't move his chopsticks, Ming Wu Yan said, "if Feng still doesn't like it, try this three song Shenyin silk. It's a dish in the spirit food at night. Feng is always the first to taste it."

But when Feng Lao smelled this dish, he suddenly coughed violently.

"I have no appetite."

He didn't like the smell of shenyinsi in the Song Dynasty. He always felt that today's Yaoling hall was strange.

Ming Wu Yan looked at Feng Lao's vigilant eyes, some wronged way: "Feng Lao won't be afraid of me poisoning? Come to yaolingshan, but you dare not eat what I cook. "

Feng Wei, standing on one side, saw the wronged appearance of girl Yan and said: "girl Yan, don't think about it. My master doesn't mean that. If the master doesn't taste good, why don't you give it to me? "Then he picked up another pair of chopsticks and took a bite of shenyinsi.

He closed his eyes slightly as he slipped into his mouth. "Yan girl, your cooking skills are really wonderful. I just took a bite, but suddenly I felt like I was blowing clouds and seeing fog in my heart. It's not like I'm eating, it's more like I've been guided by some special kind of guidance. "

People around to see Feng Wei so exaggerated look, next to a venerable person also curious to take a three point God sound silk to eat.

He chewed, and his face flashed with shock.

Then he yelled, "ah It's delicious. I seem to see a pair of cloud wings, it flies me Ah I'm going to fly... "

When people heard this, they were all shocked, "does this medicine Lingshan really have such a big reaction? I'd like to try it, too... "

"Old Feng, if you don't eat them, let's have a taste of them!"

It's only noon now, and the medicinal food has to wait until evening!

Now we can taste the delicious food in advance, so no one can let it go.

Fenglao's face changed and changed. Why did other people's reaction differ from his feeling?

Did the girl add something to the food.

Mingwu Yan sees that old Feng has been staring at the dish but doesn't move. She pretends to be angry and says, "Yaoling food is prepared according to the constitution of each of you. Everyone's dishes are different. The most suitable for their own, but may be their own most annoying things. Now even fenglao has this kind of expression. It's better to change the rules of yaolingshan at night! "

Bing Jue Xian Zun asked curiously, "girl, how do you want to change? Feng is always hurt. He has no luck. We are still waiting for something to eat

Just finish saying, ice Jue immortal Zun fiercely clapped heavily on Feng Lao's shoulder, "old man, the more you live, the more you go back. You don't even give face to the LORD God of Yaoling hall."