I turned against General Thunderbolt

Liu Yun took advantage of the wind to flap his wings to the left and to the right, without any elegance.

Like a goose flapping its wings.

Just like this, he kept adjusting the firepower, and finally stopped after a long time. Looking at the cooked dishes, he nodded with satisfaction.

"Phew, it seems that Ben Xian's culinary skills still haven't retreated..."

Halfway through, I got stuck.

Because he saw two more demon gods not far in front of him, he immediately stood like a pine.

"Ahem, when did you guys come?"

"It's been a long time."

The general stretched out his arms, gestured to Liu Yun Bianfeng's appearance just now, and asked curiously.

"Is this some kind of ritual? Can it make the dishes more delicious?"

Leaving the clouds and borrowing the wind: "!"

Chapter 213 Finally with the emperor, the moon god and the general~

"This is a fire control method used in the Chef King Competition held by Liyue."

Shen He walked out of the cave.

Youyou glanced at the master.

Liu Yun borrows the wind and always likes to mention embarrassing things about his apprentice when he was young.

Now that Yun Xinyue and the general watched the whole process of dancing the Great Immortal, Shen He had an inexplicable feeling of retribution and retribution.

"Master, as a fairy, if you want to participate in the competition, you can't use wings as self-heating frying pans. You can only use some mortal mechanisms."

Borrowing the wings of Fengliuyun as a frying pan, it is non-stick and does not need to be washed, which is convenient and quick.

"Although it's for fairness, I think the master is still at a disadvantage."

Shen He said quickly.

"Master not only has a frying pan with wings, but also...uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!"

"Shen He, my teacher thinks that you need to go down the mountain to practice a little bit more."

Liuyun took advantage of the wind and waved his wings without changing his expression.

Shen He's Zhu Si grew wildly, tied it into a big red rice dumpling, and was thrown down the mountain by the master.

He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

This time, Liu Yun borrowed the wind to know how his apprentice felt when he spoiled his childhood.

Fortunately, he reacted quickly.

Otherwise, I will lose face to Dao's wife.

Finished with Shin Hak who stabbed him in the back.

back.

It was found that the pot was gone.

It was moved by Yun Xinyue and the general to the small island stone table in the center of the lake.

Already started eating.

"I am... I am..."

Liu Yun opened his mouth, but still didn't say anything.

He just flew over and served himself a bowl.

The stone table in the center of the lake happens to have three seats.

There are long handwriting carved on the stone table.

Here you live in the clouds, here you sit and die, here you borrow the emperor.

Liuyun sits in the place where Liuyun sits, a young girl sits in the place where Guiwei sits, and a general sits in the place where Dijun sits.

It is naturally impossible for Liu Yun to sit on a chair in the form of a bird.

Then his elegance is completely gone.

So it turned into the image of a woman.

It's a bit like Shin Hak when he grows up a bit.

"Nice needle."

Smiling, Yun Xinyue took out a piece of wild pork from the pot.

"Where did you get this pork? It feels like the cold fresh meat from Bimond Snow Mountain has a taste."

"This is from Lishui Dieshan."

Liuyun took advantage of the wind to restore his elegance and slowness.

"On his Hulao Mountain, there are a lot of game preserved in amber. Under the infiltration of fairy power, they have a different taste. How can it be compared to those ordinary ice and snow...you...you..."

Liuyun took advantage of the wind to talk, and then became stammered.

She saw the girl blew on the piece of meat she picked up, flicked the juice, then bit it in her mouth, and moved towards the general's cheek.

The general never rejects a girl.

Yun Xinyue also had an idea in her heart.

Inspired by that cookie bar kiss with chocolate sides.

Although it changed from a cookie bar to pork, it was fine.

Liu Yun Borrowing the Wind's cuisine is very good, mixed with the power of the gods, this piece of pork can also be called a pig fairy.

And the subsequent plot left Liu Yun even more speechless.

She filled a bowl to taste the handwriting and then stopped.

And Yun Xinyue didn't eat at all.

They are all clipped and blown, and then fed to the general.

Sometimes it feels cold, and a fire is raised to heat it up.

As a result, the whole pot of dishes was eaten by the general.

As for sustaining it, it is simply impossible.

Even if he ate Aozang Mountain in one gulp, nothing would happen to the general.

Liu Yun took advantage of the wind to look at the attentive girl and the calm general who maintained the majesty and majesty of the demon god.

Suddenly some trance.

It's like going back thousands of years ago.

Although the girl who was the demon god of the world was not as thick-skinned as Yun Xinyue, she took the initiative.

But the feeling of sitting here with Dijun is the same if I think about it.

Gradually, two pairs of figures that spanned thousands of years seemed to overlap on this small stone table.

It's a pity that things are different.

The only thing that hasn't changed is her, the crane who prepares the meals.

As an immortal, Yun Xinyue and the general could easily sense his emotions without hiding them.

The kind with memories and sadness.

I want to buy sweet-scented osmanthus and carry wine, but my old friend...

"Sorry, let's eat somewhere else."

The general looked at the mournful crane, coupled with the words engraved on the stone table, he naturally guessed that the other party was sad about the past.

Touching the scene.

"No need."

Liu Yun took advantage of the wind and shook his head, as if he had figured out something.

"...Dijun hasn't been here for a long time, there are some things that should be let go."

Liu Yun took advantage of the wind to wave his hand lightly, and the handwriting on the stone table became blurred.

It should be said that it is on the top of the mountain.

Weathered by the wind, the sun, and the rain, the traces carved by hand should have been blurred long ago.

It is Liuyun who uses the magic power of the handwriting to maintain the handwriting as new.

A crane is passionate about cooking.

The root cause is everything that happened on this square stone table.

Xianhe is improving his cooking skills every day, waiting for that couple to come, until that day, Guishang died, and Dijun gradually stopped coming here.

"In the past, the end and the emperor, now the moon god and the general... After the end, a new beginning will usher in."

Liuyun took advantage of the wind to pick up a feather and re-engraved the handwriting on the stone table.

The cloud lives here, the moon god sits here, and the general borrows here.

"If you want to eat in the future, you can come to me, and I will make it for you."

"..."

Yun Xinyue was stunned for a moment.

The current Liuyun Borrowing the Wind seems to have really figured out something, and his temperament has become a little different from before.

But she would not refuse such a good thing.

Just asked curiously.

"Then are you going to participate in the Chef King Competition next? Do you need our help?"

"No, because I'm not going to participate."

Liuyun borrowed the wind and shook his head.

"These mortals can pay for the food of this immortal?"

……

As it gets darker.

Liuyun took advantage of the wind to return to the cave.

Although Yun Xinyue was invited, the girl did not go in with the general.

She directly put the villa on the open space on the top of Aozang Mountain.

The dangerous building is a hundred feet high, and the stars can be picked by hand.

Aozang Mountain is more than a hundred feet.

The sky is full of stars outside the window, as if you can touch it with your hand.

In the bedroom, even if the lights are not turned on, the starlight can reflect the girl's soft silhouette.

Don't have a flavor.

"General, what do you think of Liu Yun's cooking?"

Under the starlight, the girl suddenly asked.

"It's pretty good. It's a different style from that little girl named Xiangling."

The general responded.

But she still didn't understand why the girl asked this.

"Then...is the pork delicious?"