Demon King’s Repayment

Chapter 88

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Yuan Xianger's cooking skills were originally very ordinary. She was single in her previous life and had no interest in cooking. In this life, she was used by her master and her wife, and she rarely cooked.

Fortunately, she once participated in a short-term baking training class and had a little understanding of the making of Western-style desserts.

Today, this is a unique skill, and it can be used to attract Qinglong, who likes delicious food.

At this moment, what she was baking under the control of her little wing was a cookie with enough butter and white sugar.

The ingredients that can be found in Li Shi are natural and fresh, and the food produced is delicious. The only shortcoming is the lack of corresponding equipment and accessories. Fortunately, everyone who can help Yuan Xianger to fight is considered to be talented, and a group of big demons used magic to make up for the lack of equipment.

"This kind of butter is too difficult to extract. I'm tired of shaking." Wu Yuan was fresh for a while, and soon got tired of it.

"Let me come." Shi Fu said.

A flexible vine stretched out from the air and took the milk jug from Wu Yuan and Shi Jun.

Three or four milk jugs hung from green vines hanging from the top of the cave, tossing them back and forth in the air. As long as this is maintained for half an hour, the milk in the jar will be separated from oil and water, and the preliminary materials for making butter will be obtained. With butter you can bake delicious cookies and cakes.

On the other side, Hu Qing was lying on the side of the desk, staring at the several pots in front of him. Each pot was filled with half a pot of egg whites. He kept stirring, and produced jars of fine white foam. This is one of the ingredients that Yuan Xianger will use to make cakes.

"Ah Xiang, take a look, can I do this?" Hu Qing stopped manipulating the chopstick's tail and called Yuan Xiang'er.

Yuan Xiang'er took the time to cast a glance, "Not yet, I have to hit the chopsticks until they stand in the foam and won't fall."

"Okay." Hu Qing responded, and the chopsticks in the pots clapped again.

Qinglong was attracted by these series of strange operations, moved a chair and sat at the table watching,

"Your fire control skills are extraordinarily precise. I rarely see anyone who can practice fire control skills to such an extreme level," she said.

Yuan Xiang'er carefully observed the heat of baking the biscuits between her hands, and replied without raising her head: "It's useless to practice meticulously, it can only help a little in such trivial matters as cooking."

"How can you say it's a trivial matter? All life in this world is inseparable from the word diet. It can be seen that this matter is the most important thing. Those who have practiced magic only for fighting are called putting the cart before the horse."

"The tone of your speech is very similar to that of my master."

"Yu Yao and I have known each other for thousands of years. Since we can be friends, we naturally have similarities."

"Lord Qinglong, do you know where my master went?"

"My name is Meng Zhang, you can call me A Zhang." The young girl put her chin on the edge of the table and reported her name, not too concerned about the confusion of seniority, "I don't know where he went. , but if you want to find him, there is a ready-made solution by your side."

"Azhang teach me." Yuan Xianger was as good as she was, and immediately changed her name to get in touch.

"The Sirius tribe possesses the power of the stars, and the magic weapon refined with the skin of Sirius' body can see everything under the starry sky. Sirius?"

"I know, I know. I have seen a similar white jade plate from the state teacher of Dongxuan Sect." Yuan Xiang'er nodded repeatedly, and took out the tuft of hair from Nanhe that she had always carried with her, "But even in Li Shi, I would never On the way, I also asked a lot of refining masters, but none of them could be found."

Meng Zhang looked unhappy, "Don't you know who is the most powerful forge master in the world?"

"what?"

Wu Yuan's voice sounded in Yuan Xiang'er's mind in time, "It's her, it's her. The innate ability passed down from generation to generation by the dragon clan is to refine magic weapons."

While Yuan Xianger was baking two trays of biscuits, Meng Zhang refined the strand of Nan He's hair into two silver rings the size of a ring.

"Find a quiet moment, drop in the blood essence and use it for your own use. This ring is as big as you want, easy to carry, and after zooming in, you can see the inside of the ring."

Yuan Xianger accidentally got the magic weapon she always wanted, and she got two at a time. She was very happy.

"But why do you have to make two? Does it mean to make a pair?"

But it was two rings with silver light flowing. Giving this to Nan He was a bit like a marriage proposal. Yuan Xianger was grateful that A Zhang was such a considerate dragon.

"I always like to make two instruments when I make magic weapons." Meng Zhang said with no expression.

"Well, is it a replacement?"

"You can use one and throw the other, so as to show that the wealth of my dragon family is unparalleled."

"… "

The cookies are baked, because there are not many raw materials prepared for the first time, and not many pieces can be baked.

But he couldn't hold back his temper for a long time, and there were Wu Yuan, Shi Jun, Yuren, Duomu, Meng Zhang and others waiting to be fed.

A plate of biscuits was brought to the table, and the speed of emptying was almost instantaneous, and the wind and clouds were not enough to describe the speed of their actions. Most of them fell into the belly of Qinglong, whose face seemed uninteresting, but his hands were unmatched.

She didn't see any special movements from her either. A thick stack of cookies slammed into the cherry mouth, and it didn't appear to be particularly bulging.

"The taste is not bad, I have never eaten it." She stuck out her tongue and licked her lips, "It seems that there are really so many delicacies in this world that I have never eaten before."

Wu Yuan quit. In the past, he was the first to eat the food made by A Xiang, and the one who ate the most.

But he coaxed Qinglong again, so he could only pull Yuan Xianger's sleeve and act like a coquette.

"Axiang, Axiang, they helped me all morning before I ate one slice, woo woo woo."

"Okay, the new butter isn't ready so soon. Wait for the next batch. I'll bake a cake for you later. The cake is also delicious." Yuan Xianger touched his head, "Look at Shifu, Shi Jun and Ah Qing haven't eaten yet."

Wu Yuan looked up and saw that Shi Jun was sitting pitifully in front of the empty plate. Sure enough, he hadn't grabbed a single cookie, which made his heart a little more balanced.

Meng Zhang held the last biscuit in his hand, bit by bit. She had to eat no one else, and they all watched her eat, which made her heart very happy. It seemed that the last few biscuits tasted better. After all, no one dared to snatch food from her.

Shi Jun was a little frustrated looking at the plate that didn't have a single cookie. He helped for a long time, and was secretly seduced by the fragrance all morning. He wanted to try it for a long time, but couldn't get it. Sitting next to him, Shifu stretched out his hand and rubbed his little head in comfort.

Meng Zhang suddenly remembered what the maids had said.

"Raising children means taking care of their food and drink and giving them a nest to live in."

Let them eat and drink.

Shi Jun swallowed his saliva.

On the plate in front of him suddenly placed a piece of yellow biscuits.

One for him, one for his brother.

The brothers turned their heads to look at Meng Zhang, but Meng Zhang didn't look at them, clapped the biscuit crumbs on his hands, stood up, turned and left.

"Go ahead. Call me to eat when you're done."

When Yuan Xianger found Nan He with the baked cake, Nan He sat cross-legged on a rock and extracted star power. The white penny fruit hung in the air in front of him, treating his injuries.

When Nanhe's practice came to an end and stopped, Yuan Xianger showed him the two rings.

"It was made from the hair you gave me, each of us?"

The silver ring seems to have also fallen into starlight, and the silver light is flowing. When you look closely, there is a black thread running through it, entangled in entanglements. It was so dazzlingly black that it was more lined with silver.

"Sorry, I seem to have accidentally mixed a piece of my hair in." Yuan Xiang'er said with a smile.

Before he could speak, Nan He had already held her hand holding the ring, and stretched out his head to kiss him. His breath was heavy, with a unique sweet fragrance, but the kiss was restrained, solemn and affectionate, as if he wanted to. To make a mark, to engrave an eternal promise.

It was obviously just a shallow kiss, but Nan He's serious and serious appearance gave birth to a different kind of obscure eroticism, which was more tempting than the usual entanglement.

Yuan Xianger almost couldn't hold back, thinking that she had more important things to do at the moment, she could only grit her teeth and put it down first.

She refined one of the rings, enlarged it to the size of a washbasin, and a silver glow suddenly lit up in the ring.

It is very likely that the whereabouts of the master will be known soon, Yuan Xianger is excited.

She folded her hands together and meditated on Master Yu Shao's appearance in her mind. Although she hadn't seen him for many years, Master's clear and hearty appearance could still clearly appear in her mind.

The silver light changed, the silver light spread out, and a vast sea appeared in the ring, and the sea surface was sparkling with microwaves, no difference.

"What is the sea? Is my master underwater?"

Since Master is Kunpeng, it is normal to stay at the bottom of the sea. Unfortunately, magic weapons such as the small astrolabe can only see the scene under the starry sky, such as in this small world, on the bottom of the sea, or in a room without windows. can't be seen.

It's just that there are thousands of seas in this world, which sea surface will it be

Yuan Xianger used her spiritual power to control the image in the astrolabe to shrink, and the ripples of the sea water could not be seen. The blue sea looked like a beautiful sapphire from a high altitude.

Yuan Xianger repeatedly reduced the scene in the picture, and finally saw a red line on the edge of the sea. The high continental edge was suddenly cut off, and a row of crimson stone walls at the cross-section formed a deep and bottomless cliff. The river flows to the edge of the plate, and the silver waterfall flows from the cliff and sinks into the vast sea.

"This is... Chiyuan?" Nan He read a short sentence that was circulated among demons, "The South Pole, the scarlet abyss, is Nanming. The Nanming, the sea, is thousands of miles across, and no one knows it. "

"Your master is in Nanming?"

"Master, he is in the sea of Nanming?"

The two spoke at the same time.

Nanhe: "Nanming is at the end of the earth, and even though Du Shuo and I have been running with all our strength for decades, we can't walk to get there. If you want to find Master, you will have to find another opportunity in the future."

Why did Master go so far into the deep sea, and why didn't any news come back to her.

I thought I could get the news from Master immediately, but it was still empty joy.

Yuan Xianger couldn't help feeling depressed.