When Xiaobailong's muscles are tense, his figure becomes more and more explosive. It is so perfect that people can't help but want to marvel whether this is the proud work of the creator.
Mu Yanzhi quietly and secretly took a look at the little white dragon's back, especially when the little white dragon's mane was fluttering in the wind, it looked extraordinarily fluffy and looked very good to the touch.
The masked man was so harassed by that gaze that he couldn't help but want to stay away from the grand master in front of him.
He should be a noble and reserved master, but now he is extremely obscene and obsequious...
Mu Yanzhi had no idea that his image had long been lost in Xiao Bailong's eyes.
He was peeking at the moment and took out the opened potion bottle and handed it over, and said with concern in a very righteous tone: "There are still a few bottles of potion here, you have to drink all of them."
Those who didn't know, thought that Mu Yanzhi was an extremely upright person, but his extremely naked eyes at this moment had deeply betrayed his wretched soul, but he didn't know it at all.
The general who turned into a dragon silently opened his dragon's mouth, allowing the man in front of him who looked like his servant to be an incomparably great master to pour the potion into his mouth.
For the first time, the general felt extremely complicated after taking this medicine.
Soon, the general clearly felt that his originally damaged mental power was slowly recovering, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.
In the past, when his mental strength was damaged, even if he used the best mental recovery potion, his recovery was not as fast as the potion in front of him. I believe that according to this speed, he can fully recover in about ten days.
The potion refined by such a powerful master is really extraordinary.
Mu Yanzhi continued to pour all the remaining potions into Xiao Bailong's mouth, and only after all ten bottles were used up did he carefully ask, "Do you feel better? Is there any other discomfort?"
The tone was extremely flattering, mixed with admiration, and even the general could feel the slightest care from that tone.
The general shook his huge, furry head, and a trace of human complexity flashed in his seemingly cold eyes.
It is impossible for this Grand Master not to know that he is the notorious snake-horned ancient beast, but this person is full of respect for him, and even cares about his injury.
What is the unknown reason behind this
The general had a rare moment of melancholy, the truth of this mysterious master is really hard to fathom.
Because Mu Yanzhi finally saw the Huaxia Dragon that only existed in legends, he was almost in a state of being a fan of extra excitement. No matter how he looked at it, Xiao Bailong felt extremely noble and domineering, and it was a perfect mess.
Seeing that Xiaobailong just looked at him and didn't respond at all, Mu Yanzhi was a little depressed again, but he soon cheered up again. After all, the ancient beasts in this world are vigilant and murderous towards humans, and even more so. Not to mention that the ancient beast in front of him is a Huaxia dragon, it's normal to have a little temper and a little tsundere.
Thinking he had found a perfect excuse for Xiao Bailong's indifference, Mu Yanzhi regained his fighting spirit.
The wound on Xiao Bailong's body was slowly being repaired, Mu Yanzhi couldn't help but relax when he saw this, and only then did he feel that he hadn't eaten all day.
Mu Yanzhi looked up at Xiaobailong, and realized that the other party had closed his eyes and was taking a nap. He didn't dare to disturb him. Mu Yanzhi gently took the potatoes out of the interspatial ring, preparing to make something for himself.
Since he only has potatoes in his hand, he can make potato soup. Thinking of the taste of potato soup, Mu Yan couldn't help but salivate, so he quickly used the dagger to peel and cut the potatoes into pieces. The whole process was very smooth, It looks like you do this kind of thing often.
Although the masked man closed his eyes, he couldn't hide the sounds around him at all. He raised his eyelids, and saw that the grand master was handling potatoes.
Thinking of the potatoes he ate late that night, a gleam of light seemed to flash in the eyes of the masked man.
The strange taste of potatoes is still deeply unforgettable for him.
After washing the potato pieces, Mu Yanzhi was dumbfounded, because it was only at this moment that he remembered that he didn't have a pot in his hand...
Mu Yanzhi couldn't help scratching his head in annoyance, damn it, if he knew earlier, he should have borrowed a pot from the mercenary group.
etc!
Since it's a pot, I don't know if that thing can cook things, after all, it's used for heating...
Mu Yanzhi's heart was pounding, he was excited by his genius idea, he quickly took the Flint cauldron that was on the side, poured some water into it, and put another piece of potato in it before he couldn't wait to activate the Flint cauldron .
Soon, the Flint Cauldron was heated up quickly due to Mu Yanzhi's deliberate urging, and within a few tens of seconds, the water in the pot began to bubble and emit heat visible to the naked eye.
Mu Yanzhi could feel that the temperature inside the Flint Cauldron had not reached the limit with his mental power, but he quickly returned the temperature of the Flint Cauldron to normal temperature with his mental power. Smelling the fragrance of potatoes wafting in the air, Mu Yanzhi looked around After searching for a while, I quickly found two twigs, cut them into chopsticks with a dagger, and took out the potatoes from the Flint Cauldron.
After blowing on the potato cubes, Mu Yanzhi tentatively took a bite. Feeling the natural fragrance brought by the potatoes, he couldn't help but nodded in satisfaction. The potatoes were too ripe to be cooked any more, and they were almost boiled. This pot heats up faster than fire.
The more Mu Yanzhi looked at his Flint Ding, the more satisfied he was. Not only can it be used to refine medicines, but it can also be used to make soup and stir-fry vegetables. It has so many functions and can be used without charging. It is a must-have tool for home travel. .
He really is a genius!
Mu Yanzhi thought about it with great complacency.
If Mu Yanzhi could look up at Xiao Bailong, he might be able to see a vivid expression of shock on Xiao Bailong's face.
After all, that little white dragon has always maintained a cold and domineering expression, when did he have such a gaffe expression.
The Flint Cauldron is very precious, and almost no junior pharmacist can afford it, so most of the pharmacists almost regard the Flint Cauldron very seriously, for fear of breaking it, they would like to put it on the tip of their hearts to protect it.
But this master-level pharmacist in front of him actually used the Flint Cauldron to cook vegetables and stew soup...
This kind of feeling is probably like a god-level swordsman killing a pig and shaving with a sword, and his movements are extremely skillful. Anyone who sees that scene will be extremely messy in the wind.
It's rare that the general is becoming more and more unable to see through the grand master in front of him.
At this moment, the water in the Flint Cauldron was still at a high temperature, so Mu Yanzhi quickly put all the potato cubes in and began to heat it up, then poured some soybean oil, shallots, and the unused prickly ash powder last time, and waited until the aroma wafted up , stirred the soup a few times, then picked up a piece of potato and tasted it, and after confirming that it was cooked, he immediately calmed down the temperature in the Flint Cauldron with mental power.
The soup in the pot was still bubbling, and Mu Yanzhi quickly sprinkled the washed and chopped coriander into it, but after a while, the bubbles gradually disappeared, and only the heat wafted away, mixed with With the unique taste of potato soup, the pleasing potato soup is sprinkled with green coriander powder, which looks extremely attractive.
Mu Yanzhi took a deep breath, with a nostalgic expression on his face. After coming to the future for so long, he can finally drink potato soup. This future world is really not a place for people to stay.
Smelling the unique aroma lingering in his nose, Xiao Bailong took a slight breath.
This smell... There was a strange flash in his eyes.
It was a smell that he had never smelled before, mixed with an aroma that made people want to salivate, and this Grand Master really had a side that he didn't know.
Mu Yanzhi raised his head, and saw the little white dragon seemed to be smelling the fragrance of vegetables, its huge head was shaking slightly, and the dragon's horns lining it became more ferocious and domineering.
Could it be that Xiao Bailong is very interested in this taste
Mu Yanzhi's heart suddenly moved, maybe he could try to let Xiao Bailong have a taste, he looked down at his Flint Cauldron, and decided to give it a try.
Mu Yanzhi carefully brought the Flint Cauldron in front of Xiao Bailong, and said in an expectant tone, "Would you like to eat it? This is very delicious potato soup."
Potato soup
Xiao Bailong chewed this strange name in his heart, then he looked down at the fragrant potato soup, and fell silent.
Mu Yanzhi said again: "Can you eat and see? You need to eat to supplement nutrition when you are injured, so that you can recover faster."
Only then did Xiao Bailong take a slight look at Mu Yanzhi, and nodded calmly.
Seeing the strands of blue mane on the little white dragon's head standing up disobediently and swaying slightly with the little white dragon's shaking, Mu Yanzhi's eyes straightened instantly.
What a domineering and cute fool.
I really want to touch it to see what it feels like.
But Mu Yanzhi didn't dare to touch so casually, and could only secretly hope that this little white dragon would be interested in what he made, and after slowly building a good relationship, maybe one day he would be able to touch it openly.
Thinking of this idea, Mu Yanzhi couldn't help but feel thankful for his wit just now.
"Then wait, I'll cut a wooden bowl for you first, and then pour the soup into it." Mu Yanzhi's tone was subconsciously tinged with excitement.
Xiao Bailong cast a disdainful glance at Mu Yanzhi's thin body, and recalled how the other party couldn't even dig a piece of soil before, silently stretched out a paw and pulled a wooden stake next to him with ease.
Then he quickly cut out a wooden bowl with his claws on the wooden stake, and calmly rubbed the wooden bowl on his dragon scales a few times. In an instant, the wooden thorns on the wooden bowl were polished extremely smooth, as if they had been polished. Yes, it is still slightly reflective in the sun.
Mu Yanzhi was dumbfounded the whole time, and could hardly react.
Then Xiaobailong made a big spoon out of the leftover material, and after rubbing and smoothing the wooden thorns on his own dragon scales, he sprayed the wooden bowl and spoon with frost with a mouthful of dragon's breath.
It took almost five minutes to finish all this, which is almost unbelievably fast.
Xiao Bailong carefully picked up the wooden bowl with his two paws and passed it over. Mu Yanzhi took it in a daze, and his hands were completely cold. He was grateful for the cold hands and his reason was instantly returned. Suddenly, he was blessed to understand Xiao Bailong's What does that breath mean
He knelt down and poured the soup from the Flint Cauldron into the bowl. In an instant, the soup, which was already very hot, became less hot due to the breath of the dragon on the wooden bowl.
Sure enough.
Mu Yanzhi admired Xiaobailong more and more in his heart, and he could even come up with such a clever method, which is as necessary as Dahei's supernatural power at home.
Thinking of Dahei, Mu Yanzhi's mood dropped instantly.
"I don't know what happened to Dahei." Mu Yanzhi's tone was a little worried.
Daheisheng couldn't see anyone, he couldn't see the dead body, and he didn't know if he was injured, so why didn't he come to him.
Just thinking about it made Mu Yan feel a little depressed.
Xiao Bailong stared at the weak human in front of him with complicated emotions, he didn't expect this person to still miss him.
"Gulu..." A voice suddenly sounded.
Mu Yan was taken aback, and covered his stomach in embarrassment. He didn't expect his stomach to start a revolution because of hunger.
"Don't think too much." Mu Yanzhi took a deep breath, blocking out all the thoughts in his mind.
Carefully picking up the bowl, Mu Yanzhi stood up and said softly to Xiao Bailong, "The soup has cooled down a lot, and the temperature is just right. Would you like to take a sip?"
Seeing this, Xiao Bailong was taken aback for a moment, as if he didn't expect that this person was already very hungry, but he still gave him the soup.
Then it shook its head helplessly. Even if he himself was injured, he was still stronger than this extremely fragile human being in front of him. The one who needed food most should be the other party.
Xiao Bailong stretched out his paw and gently sent the bowl over, then pointed to Mu Yanzhi's stomach.
"Huh?" Mu Yanzhi blinked and understood what Xiao Bailong meant.
Xiao Bailong is... caring about himself
Thinking of this, Mu Yanzhi became shamefully excited again.
A feeling of being rewarded by the worshiped Dragon God filled his heart, he was overwhelmed, and stammered, "Thank you, thank you for the reward from the Dragon God!"
After saying this, Mu Yanzhi hurriedly picked up the soup bowl carefully, and drank it with great care. This is the potato soup handed over by Xiao Bailong, which has an extremely lofty meaning, and how many people in the world can enjoy it To this glory
Dragon God
It was the first time for the masked man who had been scolded with various ugly titles to hear a completely different name from Master Grandmaster.
He was in a trance, vaguely as if a strange feeling had developed in the depths of his soul for this name he had never heard of.
As if he was born, he should be called Dragon God...
As if he shouldn't be called the Serpent Horned Beast...
And Dragon God is his real name.
He should have been an existence respected and worshiped by countless people, instead of being rejected, hated and feared by all creatures like he is now.
A strange scene seemed to flash in the masked man's mind.
The beautiful deep sea seems to have a huge palace made of crystal. A huge dragon lives there and is respected and worshiped by countless creatures.
The dragon felt too familiar to him, but it was also extremely strange.
Suddenly, the dragon's eyes seemed to flash with sorrow, and he murmured: "I am the dragon god, the supreme god, but I still can't bring back the one I love. It's so ridiculous. What's the good of being a god?"
Inexplicably, the masked man seemed to empathize with him, as if he was the dragon, and his heart was inevitably filled with sadness and helplessness.
He is the supreme god in the world, everything he wants is at his fingertips, but he still loses the one he loves.
What good is being a god
Everyone wants to become a god, but they don't know that he can't even save his lover.
wrong!
He is not a dragon god at all, and he has no loved ones.
Realizing this, the masked man's sanity was instantly pulled back, looking at the Grand Master who was still eating in front of him, the masked man's eyes became deeper and deeper, what exactly was the scene that flashed in his mind just now.
Mu Yanzhi didn't even know what kind of profound changes the word "Dragon God" he just brought to the masked man, and he was still eating and said excitedly: "Dragon, Dragon God, don't worry, I will definitely give it to you later." You make a big meal, so that you will be full!"
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Also, Gong's life experience is not very simple~
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