Brothers and sisters are all big brothers, but I am a small waste

Chapter 708 It's Really For Us
"Tianchen, Junior Sister Qingli, dinner is ready." Wen Ruyu's voice sounded.

The broth in the pot is tumbling, emitting a tempting aroma.

Hearing Wen Ruyu's shout, Lu Qingli also came over.

A group of people gathered around the bonfire, tasting the broth carefully cooked by Wen Ruyu, chatting about childhood anecdotes and anecdotes about other places in Jiuzhou, laughing happily.

The poodle squatted next to Lu Qingli, gnawing on the fleshy bones to its heart's content, it was extremely cheerful.

"How about it, senior brother's cooking skills are not bad." Wen Ruyu asked as if showing off.

"It's delicious. I didn't expect you, Senior Brother Ruyu, to have such good cooking skills." Jiang Ziyun said happily while gnawing on a large piece of steak.

Although Wen Ruyu's culinary skills are not as good as Xiao Huai'an's, and a lot worse than Ying Tianchen's, the meat is hot and fragrant, and the spirit herbs used for the flavor are just right, and the aftertaste is endless, but it is better than many restaurants The so-called famous chefs are going to be a lot stronger.

Not only Jiang Ziyun, but even Lu Qingli ate with gusto, secretly praising Wen Ruyu's cooking skills.

It's really that the children of poor families are in charge of the family early. The disciples of Tiandao Peak are not pampered like ordinary disciples of the immortal sect. They started to travel around the world early and take care of themselves, so their cooking skills are not bad.

"Brother Ruyu's cooking skills are good, but according to me, the most important thing is a good pot. Look at this stew pot. It is thicker and more evenly heated, so the broth is more fragrant and delicious." Chen Chaofeng said very insightfully.

"That's true, the main thing is to blame it." Jiang Ziyun echoed.

Please, don't bring up the pot again, okay?Lu Qingli glanced at the two of them sadly, and then went to taste the really good broth, but felt like chewing wax and tasteless.

After running around for days, everyone was really hungry, and they fought one after another. Soon, the broth in the pot bottomed out.

Fortunately, there are plenty of wild game in the mountains. Chen Chaofeng volunteered and brought back a roe deer. Half boiled soup and half grilled. The crowd ate again until their stomachs were full, and finally they were satisfied.

"We still have to hurry tomorrow morning, so let's go rest." Wen Ruyu said.

"Senior Brother Ruyu, thank you for your hard work." Everyone stood up.

"Woof, woof!" The poodle poodle still sat upright, looking at Wen Ruyu eagerly, and wagging its tail fawningly.

"Not full yet?" Wen Ruyu glanced at it in surprise.

There are two big pots of broth, all the big bones are sacrificed to its five viscera temple, and it is still not full, and I don’t know how can it have such a big appetite with its little poodle body?

It's also fortunate that Junior Sister Qingli is a disciple of the Immortal Sect. If it were an ordinary family, sooner or later it would be eaten up by it?However, as a fairy pet, he has no other skills, other than being able to pose and eat, it seems sad enough. Of course, as the owner of this fairy pet, it is even more tragic.

"Here you are, the last piece. I won't have any after eating it." With the idea of ​​helping Junior Sister Qingli share some of the burden, Wen Ruyu searched and searched, and finally found the last piece of stick bone at the bottom of the pot, and threw it to Zuipao Shigou.

The latter jumped high with a diving leap, and in an astonishingly gorgeous posture, he put the stick bone into his mouth with incomparable precision, and then... in an even more gorgeous posture, he fell heavily on the ground with his head up and his feet down. .

I'm ashamed to see people, really I'm ashamed to see people!Lu Qingli turned her head away and used all her strength to suppress the strong urge to kick it away and fly as far as it could go.

After washing all the pots and bowls by the stream, everyone set up camp and prepared to rest.

"Om..." Suddenly, the long sword at Lu Qingli's waist let out a clear sound.

Different from the brisk and joyful past, this time, the sound of the sword was much quicker, clearly revealing a palpitating killing intent.

Chu Qinghan, Wen Ruyu and the others were not weak in cultivation, so it was easy to hear the difference, and they looked at Lu Qingli at the same time.

"What's the matter?" Among all the people, only Jiang Ziyun was a bit dull and asked in a daze.

Lu Qingli didn't answer, but just looked up at the night sky.

Following her line of sight, she saw a sword light flying from far to near like a stream of light, and three figures stood faintly on the sword.

"True Monarch of the Purple Mansion!" Seeing the faint purple lines of light outside the several people, Chu Qinghan and the others looked solemn at the same time.

Although there should be only one strong man in the Purple Mansion for the three of them wielding the same sword, but in the ordinary Zifu, every extra person brings an extra burden, which is far less easy than wielding the sword alone, and the speed is also slower many.

But this person led two people, but his speed was still as fast as a shooting star. Either his strength was far superior to that of ordinary Zifu, or the flying sword under his feet was of extraordinary quality, which was several chips higher than Wenren Chuchen's Tianyun sword.

"Could it be aimed at us?" Jiang Ziyun guessed seeing the streamer of sword light flying towards him.

Chu Qinghan and the others didn't answer, they just glanced at her like an idiot.

Is there even a question?The biggest singularity of the real sword is that it can warn in advance.If those people hadn't come for them, how could the real sword in Lu Qingli's waist be screaming for no reason?

And this just shows how strong the opponent is. If the cultivation base is not enough to make the real sword aware of enough threats, even if the opponent's comer is not kind, the real sword will not move at all.

Fortunately, Jiang Ziyun has practiced everywhere with Chen Chaofeng since she was a child, so why doesn't she even understand this principle, and she doesn't know where she put her mind to it. Could it be that she is all on eating?

Look at Jiang Ziyun's baby fat face, and the double chin that is exposed when he looks up.Chu Qinghan and the others were thoughtful.

"It seems that they really came after us." Jiang Ziyun said embarrassedly by them.

There is no need for her to say more, because the three figures have already stepped on the flying sword and landed steadily in front of them.

"You guys are visiting late at night, what are you doing?" Wen Ruyu took a step forward and asked with a smile.

"Are you Wen Ruyu, a disciple of Tiandao Peak of the Supreme Dao Sect?" The old man in the lead with a gloomy face in a white robe took a closer look at Wen Ruyu and asked.

"The next one is Wen Ruyu." Seeing the other party tell her name and history, although Wen Ruyu's smile remained unchanged, there was a little more vigilance in her eyes.

"Your name is Lu Qingli?" Immediately afterwards, the old man looked at Lu Qingli again.

"Not bad." Lu Qingli nodded.

"Then this person must be Chu Qinghan, the eldest disciple of Tiandao Peak?" The old man then turned his gaze to Chu Qinghan.

Chu Qinghan didn't answer, but just glanced at him lightly, which was regarded as tacit consent.

"If I'm not wrong, both Gongliang Kangde and Yin Fengcheng should have died at the hands of you, right?" The old man took a deep look at them, and asked meaningfully before anyone could speak.

(End of this chapter)