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Picking up the washed beans that Yi Feng had picked, Patriarch Qingshan prepared to cut them with trembling hands, but the hand holding the knife trembled uncontrollably.
After all, this was his first time coming into contact with something of this level. He was so nervous that he couldn't cut the beans properly even in half the time of the incense stick.
"This kitchen knife is indeed not very easy to use. It seems that it is almost time to replace it." Seeing this, Yi Feng said apologetically. He had indeed had an idea for a long time. This kitchen knife was made not long ago when he was just blacksmithing. Although the sharpness was okay, he felt it was not very comfortable.
Hearing this, Patriarch Qingshan trembled.
¡°Senior is worthy of being a senior.
Are the requirements for knives for cutting vegetables so high?
You must know that the kitchen knife that he said was not very useful was something that his Qingshan ancestors dreamed of but could not get. In the eyes of his predecessors, it was not even qualified for cutting vegetables.
"Senior is so humble, how could such a knife be so hard to use?" Patriarch Qingshan couldn't help but sigh, "It would be great if I had such a knife."
Yi Feng couldn't help but sigh when he heard this.
It seems that this old man¡¯s family is indeed very poor, so poor that they don¡¯t even have a decent kitchen knife at home.
With little effort, three dishes and one soup were made by Yi Feng and served on the table.
When the first chopsticks were put into their mouths, the eyes of Ancestor Qingshan and Luo Lanxue lit up.
The two of them swore that they had never eaten such delicious food in their lives!
Looking at the gazes of the two people, Yi Feng smiled and nodded. He was still a little confident about the food.
Although he is a lazy person, he is also forced to have no choice because the food in this world does not taste very good. Apart from occasionally eating the beef noodles from the opposite side, Yi Feng can only improve the food by himself.
Of course, even with the beef noodles opposite, Yi Feng had taught him how to make it.
Yifeng and the others were full of wine and food.
The back hall.
The stray dog ??that had been kicked unconscious by Yi Feng gradually regained consciousness.
"Ouch, it hurts."
"Damn mortal, wait until I recover and I won't kill you."
Gouzi roared in his heart, filled with hatred for Yi Feng, thinking that he was not only a member of the Sky-Eating Demon Wolf Clan, but also the son of the Sky-Eating Demon Emperor, yet he fell into the hands of a mortal. This was simply a great shame for him.
It¡¯s hateful, it¡¯s hateful!
"How could this happen if I, Ao Qing, hadn't run away from the tribe and been seriously injured by the gangsters, and my cultivation level was not enough to protect me from emergencies?"
"Don't let me find you, I'll cut you into pieces!"
While roaring in his heart, Gouzi finally opened his eyelids.
At this moment, countless rays of light came towards him, and he could not open his eyes because of the shining light. These rays of light seemed to place him in a hail of swords and swords.
When he forced his eyes open, he found countless weapons scattered around him.
"These weapons"
Ao Qing opened his protruding mouth in shock. These weapons were at least spiritual grade.
Gosh!
The dog is doubting his life.
Even though he is the son of the Sky-Devouring Demon Emperor, he has never seen so many holy objects above the spiritual level!
There are so many, let alone him, even I have never seen him behind him.
What¡¯s even more exaggerated is that these weapons are scattered all over the place like rags. Who on earth could do such a big thing!
"That's not right."
Ao Qing seemed to notice something again. The weapons scattered on the ground were all defective.
"Onyma."
Ao Qing was even more shocked and could not calm down for a long time.
Defective products all have spiritual grades. So if these weapons are finished products, what grade should they be.
You know, a master who makes finished products into spiritual products is completely different from a master who makes defective products that are all spiritual products. God knows what a person is like who even has defective products that are spiritual products. Great guy.
It¡¯s simply terrifying!
"Who is he?"
"What on earth is this place?"
Ao Qing regained a little strength from his coma, stood up and walked outside, exploring carefully.
But he accidentally stepped into the front hall.
The moment he walked into the front hall, he felt everything was turned upside down.A huge pressure came towards him, and then the paintings on both sides of the wall shone with dazzling light, and the eighteen weapons in the paintings took shape and shot towards him.
"Ouch."
Ao Qing roared, his legs and claws felt weak, and he ran away without caring about others.
What kind of terrifying thing is hidden in that hall? It scared him to the point of peeing just now. What the hell is this place?
He panicked and ran in the other direction, stepping in cautiously.
"Hoo!"
He breathed a sigh of relief.
Fortunately, there is no such scary thing.
But, there is someone!
And the mortal is there too.
Ao Qing¡¯s eyes were suddenly filled with hatred. He arched his body and was ready to rush over and tear this hateful mortal apart.
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At the critical moment, Ao Qing stopped, and the person eating with that mortal was (remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com