Since the poisonous demon forces started attacking Tianlong World, the number of warriors coming to the town has been decreasing day by day.

And because the residents of the small town seldom go out, they don't know what the war is like now.

He had asked Qin Ming before, but Qin Ming was only a one-star demon hunter and didn't know about it.

"Although we are at a disadvantage now, I believe that the war will turn around. Don't be too desperate. Drinking will hurt your health." The boss patted Feng Bai on the shoulder and advised.

Although Feng Bai also drank in the past, he always bought pot by pot.

Before, he moved a whole jar, enough for one person to drink for a month, and only a few days later, he came to move another jar.

It was obvious that he had finished all the wine before. In his opinion, there was only one possibility for drinking like this. Because he was too desperate, he gave up on himself and let the wine paralyze him.

Feng Bai smiled, did not refute, moved the wine, waved his hand, and strode towards home.

"The wine is in place, and the pork leg is also available." Looking at the pork leg and a large jar of wine on the table, Feng Bai rubbed his hands and started to roast the pork leg.

Because he was drunk at Min Qing's place before, his grandfather locked him up for three days.

For the past three days, he has been thinking about the roasted pork leg made by Qin Ming, and every time he thinks about it, his saliva almost drools.

No matter how much he pleaded with his grandfather, he wouldn't let him go out. Today, he was allowed to go out because he was talking about it, but he was told not to see Min Qing.

Since you can't go to Qin Ming's place, then do it yourself.

Rubbing his hands together, Feng Bai started to work.

As a child from a poor family, cooking is Feng Bai's specialty, and soon the delicious pork leg will be roasted.

"Although the color is a little worse than that made by Min Qing, the aroma is quite positive." Looking at the pork leg in front of him, Feng Bai put the bowl in place, poured a full bowl of wine, and grabbed a big piece impatiently. Meat, gnawed up.

"Bah..." Just after taking a bite, Feng Bai spat it out.

It's not particularly difficult to swallow, if it was before, Feng Bai would definitely eat it all without wasting a bit.

But after eating Min Qing's roasted pork leg, eating the ordinary pork leg made by myself is a bit dull.

At this time, in the room, the grandfather who smelled the fragrance came out, saw the food on the table, and said with a smile, "Why didn't you call me when the food was ready?"

Under normal circumstances, Feng Bai would start eating after calling his grandfather first, and asking him to move his chopsticks.

This time, I thought that the barbecue I made was as delicious as Min Qing's, so I couldn't wait to move my chopsticks first.

The old man 'Fenghouhuo' picked up the chopsticks, picked up a piece of meat, and ate it, "It tastes good, pour a bowl of wine for grandpa."

It's okay to have meat without wine, Feng Hou said as he put the bowl in front of Feng Bai.

Seeing that grandpa loves to eat, Feng Bai was also very happy. After pouring wine for grandpa, the two started eating and drinking together.

"Grandpa, Min Qing's grilled meat is really delicious, that taste... 呲呲..." Feng Bai salivated thinking of Min Qing's grilled meat.

Hearing this, Feng Houhuo frowned, "Wait for seven days, after seven days, the secret realm will open, and you will be able to break through to the dragon realm."

"At that time, whether you want to join the Demon Hunters Association or make friends with Qin Ming, Grandpa will not stop you."

"Although only the blood of our Feng family can open the secret realm of Gale Wind, there may not be people with evil intentions who come to take advantage of the fire."

"Some ancient forces know the glorious history of our Feng family thousands of years ago, and they may covet the secrets of our Feng family."