'地' word area.
It was a bright day, and scorching heat waves came from all directions, carrying thick water vapor, tightly wrapped around the nose and mouth, almost suffocating.
The sunlight in this area seems to be more vicious than other areas, and the banyan trees are unbearably disturbed, with their leaves drooping and hanging tightly on the strong branches.
The sun fell on the body and shone into the hearts of the people on the tree, and poured a handful of hot oil on the almost dry patience. In an instant, sparks flew, and the scorching flame spread rapidly, almost burning through everyone's reason.
Xie Peng squatted under the tree, almost in a trance, and subconsciously whispered in his mouth: "I'm coming soon, I'm coming soon..."
Unconcealable anxiety appeared in his eyes, and a thin layer of sweat appeared on his forehead. As time went by, the boy's confidence was extinguished by the sun, and gradually turned into a thick anxiety.
"Hey, Xie Peng, where is he?"
Someone in the tree shouted aggressively, with a bad tone.
Xie Peng raised his head reflexively: "It's coming soon!"
"Immediately?" The man sneered, "A moment ago, you said immediately, and half an hour ago, you also said immediately. Now that the sun is almost over the western mountain, you still said immediately?"
"You Xie family's horse is really unusual!"
Pausing for a moment, the man suddenly seemed to think of something, and asked in surprise: "Could it be... The Xie family sent you to hold us back, let Xie Ziyou go deep into the secret realm as soon as possible, and look for opportunities?"
As soon as this statement came out, several people around were shocked.
They played back the encounter that day in their minds, carefully recalling every detail—
I didn't see any Xie Ziyou at all.
Only Xie Peng, the so-called "person who hates Xie Ziyou", danced in front of them, clamoring to surround and kill Xie Ziyou, and gave them a few crystals as a deposit, and doubled it after many things were done...
Crystal stones are precious things. In order to avoid leakage of aura, ordinary people use up all of them early after getting them to transform them into their own cultivation. Therefore, even the most powerful genius in the clan would not have so many spirit stones at hand.
Rather than saying that Xie Peng has been planning for a long time to assassinate the same family, it is more likely that all this is the Xie family's plan. The Lingshi is funded by the Xie family, and Xie Peng plays the role of the clown to remove obstacles for Xie Ziyou!
Damn it!
Several people jumped down from the tree one after another, their knuckles creaking, and their bodies were covered in rain, with a layer of low air pressure that seemed to be substantive.
They gradually formed a circle with fierce eyes, trapping Xie Peng among them.
One of them said: "You are so brave, you dare to lie to the young master—haven't you considered what will happen to you?"
Xie Peng raised his head in astonishment, and argued, "I didn't lie to you! What I said is true, I really want to kill Xie Ziyou!"
The young man hurriedly lowered his head, and took out another handful of crystals from his sleeve. He swung his arms in the air, and his long sleeves fluttered in the wind. This time, the last bit of stock was really gone.
"These are all the spirit stones that I have worked so hard to save. Here they are, all of them. He is really coming soon—what's your expression?"
With a grin on his face, the young man in brocade clothes flew up and kicked Xie Peng's wrist precisely.
His cultivation base was stronger than Xie Peng's, and his shooting speed was also faster. Before Xie Peng could react, the bone on his wrist "clicked" and tilted helplessly to one side.
Xie Peng gasped in pain, and hurriedly covered his broken wrist. His fingers had long been unable to hold tightly, and he let go of a handful of crystals, and sprinkled a small piece of crystal rain in the sun.
The young man in brocade took a step forward, stepping on a few spirit stones with his neat leather boots.
"I really underestimated you."
A folding fan protruded from his brocade coat embroidered with silver twigs. After being filled with profound energy, the folding fan quickly emitted bright light. Each fan bone was made of crystal, and instantly became crystal clear, with a faint yellow profound energy. flow into it.
The young man in brocade clothes waved his folding fan and lightly hit Xie Peng on the shoulder.
There was another loud "click".
The heavy pressure was on the top, and the sullenness suddenly came. Xie Heng felt like a hill was pressed on his shoulders. The whole arm was so overwhelmed that it almost broke.
He panted heavily and tried his best to resist, but the Xie family was good at wielding swords, his arm was injured at the moment, and he had a whole body of cultivation, so he couldn't perform even 30% of all things.
—A moment later, the boy was pulled down by the bun on the back of his head, and was crushed down on the withered grass on the ground.
The grass that has been dried by the sun, leaving only bare and hard grass stalks, is dyed scorching hot, and it shaves his face straight, hurting more than the harshest wind in winter.
Someone said coldly above him: "Search him and find all the crystals."
Then there was a long sword that was cold, and opened Xie Peng's skirt, revealing the young man's smooth chest.
The other person lowered his head and spat, angrily said: "No, he's left with this spot on the ground."
"Fuck, what should I do then?"
"It's been so long, how can this little spirit stone be enough?"
"This damn son of a bitch, kill him!"
Xie Peng huddled on the ground, his eyes glazed over, trembling.
The scorching sun was in the sky, and the skin was almost scorched, but the young man felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave. The coldness that penetrated the bone marrow spread over the bones of the limbs, and drilled unhurriedly into the depths of the soul.
How could it have become like this, Xie Peng shouted in his heart, how could things have become like this
Where is Xie Ziyou? Come out, come out for me!
But no matter how he roared in his heart, only the angry and rough voices of the people above his head answered him, and even greeted the curses of dozens of generations of ancestors.
In the end, the young man in brocade clothes who made the move at the beginning waved his folding fan and suggested, "Although this man is a lowly man, he still has some status in Xie's family."
"It's better to break his limbs according to his own plan, take him to the Xie Mansion to threaten him, and exchange some crystals to make up for the time we wereted."
"If the Xie family doesn't give it, it won't be too late to kill him to vent his anger."
…
Xie Peng could never have imagined that at this very moment, Xie Ziyou was in the area marked 'Extremely', watching the seventh-rank master fighting the giant crab.
Seeing it soaring into the sky, seeing it shine black, seeing it... being slaughtered.
Surrounded by thunderous and mighty sword light, although the sharp blade was blocked by the carapace, the invisible sword energy penetrated the carapace, and the profound force surged, shaking the inside into a puddle of paste.
The giant crab stood still for a moment, then slowly fell to one side, hit the ground heavily, and turned its back to the sky.
The Xueliang long sword pierced in from under the giant crab, Cheng Chengbai tried his best to pry it—
"Crack."
The crisp sound seemed to be in my ears, and the moment the crab shell was peeled off, a thick amber liquid gushed out from the inside of the giant crab, which shone like gold in the sun and was eye-catching.
The oily and fragrant crab roe is overflowing, the color is as beautiful as honey, and the thick crab paste flows along the shell to the ground, penetrates into the tan land, and wafts a rich fragrance.
Xie Heng commanded from the side: "Leave this one and steam it on the fire. Take out the meat over there, cut half of it into thin strips, set it up and roast it, and cut the rest into small pieces, take the water from the lake over there without silt, Make soup in a while."
Cheng Chengbai and Pei Yunyin are very good at cutting and removing meat, and it's easy to light a fire. Pei Yunyin squeezed a formula with his fingertips, and wiped it with his fingertips, and suddenly sparks appeared, and they fell lightly on the haystack.
But when it comes to controlling the heat of cooking, the two of them together can't compare to Xie Heng or Wan'er's one finger.
Xie Heng and Xu Wan'er, one was disliked since childhood and was often bullied by evil servants when they were young, so they had to do it themselves and have enough food and clothing; the other depended on their father for life. Not halfway through starting a business, she died in the middle of the road, and the "princess" had to support herself, struggling day after day to fill her stomach. After a year, she also practiced a good cooking skill.
The fire was set up, and the meat, which was crystal clear as snow, was lightly licked by the flames, and a layer of oily luster gradually emerged.
The boulder was hollowed out and hung upside down. It was filled with clear lake water. When the bubbles rolled, the tiny pieces of meat splashed into the water like a crystal rain.
Crab roe and crab paste function as oil, but it is more fragrant than oil. After being steamed, it presents a jelly-like translucent crystal shape. Looking at it from a distance, it makes people move their index fingers.
A more alluring delicious fragrance quietly engulfed, although Pei Yunyin locked it up with a magic technique so as not to disperse into the distance, but the enveloping mist fell in Xie Ziyou's eyes, still making his mouth water.
Guan Heng's craftsmanship, who can know better than him
Exciting! want to eat!
Compared with delicious food, what is hatred and face
Xie Ziyou stretched out his hand in a daze, thinking that I would...
"Hey, don't you want to go and beg for food?"
A loud voice full of disgust rang in his ears, and Zhao Ruhao's eyes were burning, staring at Xie Ziyou's heart suddenly, and his eyes instantly became clear.
The foot that had just taken half a step pretended to grind a few times on the ground, crushing a small insect into powder, and reluctantly retracted it.
Xie Ziyou thought angrily, what is begging for food, so ugly
Isn't it natural and right to ask for something to eat with your lover
The more he thought about it, the more he felt uncomfortable, so he asked bluntly: "Hey, you and the girl in front are not childhood sweethearts, do you like each other? Going to ask for something to eat, isn't it too much?"
Looking at the lingering smoke enclosed in a small space in the distance, Zhao Ruhao swallowed calmly, raised his chin with a snorting expression.
"What a joke!" he said, "It's okay for a man to not share some food with the girl's house, but he still has a shy face to ask for food from the girl's house—are you a man?"
Xie Ziyou was choked by him and held his breath in his chest, his eyes widened angrily.
"Then do it yourself, you do it!"
"Just do it!"
Zhao Ruhao rolled up his cuffs, revealing his thin forearms and palms, his fingers were fair without calluses.
Not to be outdone, Xie Ziyou also bent his sleeves, revealing his smooth forearms and slender hands.
The ten fingers are as white as jade, only a little callus from sword practice is left on the pulp of the index finger and middle finger.
The two looked at each other, turned their heads away, curled their lips in disdain.
Just looking at it, it is obvious that he has not experienced much hardship. The son of a rich family is spoiled and spoiled, and his ten fingers do not touch the spring water.
What rubbish!
Compared with Xie Heng/Xu Wan'er, it is far behind!