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Chrysanthemum Ghost Douluo arranged people to guard the courtyard here according to Shaoyang's order.

This job is boring and easy.

For those with the strength of Contra, it seems to be suffering, and they are overqualified.

It was Shaoyang who came back.

They all stepped forward and knelt down on one knee to salute.

"My subordinates will see His Majesty King Mian of Qin."

Shaoyang's scepter was suspended in the air, and he nodded slightly to them.

"Well, get up, you can retreat."

If he hadn't seen the King of Qin standing shoulder to shoulder with Pope Bibi Dong, the two titled Douluo of Chrysanthemum Ghost would have been the only ones to follow him.

These Contras would definitely not obey Shaoyang's orders so obediently.

Shaoyang frowned, not knowing what it was, he reached a resonance with his own world power.

However, right now, there's something... um, an indescribable smell wafting in the air.

It seems to be burnt, and it seems to smell like gasoline, or Chinese medicine...

Shaoyang strode forward with strides, looking for the smell.

in the kitchen...

At this moment, the smoke was billowing, and chickens were flying eggs.

I don't know what kind of things are still bouncing on the ground.

Shaoyang didn't look carefully, only to see Ye Qing's eyebrows were on the lid of the pot, his whole face was dark, it didn't look like there was thick smoke rubbing against it.

The shovel in the right hand is turning over the... food in the pot, and the other hand is holding the other pot cover to cover the face...

Those who didn't know thought she was practicing, actively preparing for the future battle.

Fan Ruoruo at the side was also in a hurry, his face was dark and his hair was messy.

Shaoyang couldn't hold back, he sneered.

The two didn't seem to hear.

Maybe it's too involved...

With a wave of Shaoyang's hand, the thick smoke disappeared and the fire on the gas stove went out.

Depend on! !

"Which bad old lady who doesn't have long eyes is a good thing?!"

Ye Qingmei turned her head to realize it was Shaoyang.

"Shaoyang?! Finally willing to come back to see us!"

"Ruo Ruo wants to kill you!"

Ye Qingmei put down the thing in her hand, and immediately appeared in front of Shaoyang.

When Fan Ruoruo heard Ye Qingmei's shameless words, she really wanted to die on the spot, and she didn't know who was talking about Shaoyang all day...

But he still leaned towards Shaoyang.

Shaoyang was polite, and thoughtfully took off the "helmet" on Ye Qing's brow.

"Is it because the people from Wuhundian or Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School are not greeting you well? Excuse me, the two "God of Cooking" to show their skills here?"

Hearing this at first glance can turn people's beauty over.

Ye Qingmei pondered for a while, and immediately knew that this guy was yin and yang.

A large pen was slapped on Shaoyang's shoulder with his backhand.

"That's right, the food that my mother cooks is really..."

"It's really disgusting."

Shaoyang thoughtfully picked up the words for her.

If she could beat the guy, she swore she would sew his mouth shut tightly.

"And your face, what's the matter?"

Shaoyang raised his finger and scratched a layer on her forehead.

With a crisp sound of "pia", Ye Qingmei hit the back of Shaoyang's hand.

"The king of Qin, who is omnipotent, doesn't even know the volcanic mud film?"

Ye Qingmei said sarcastically.

Shaoyang was not angry either, and shook his head helplessly.

"Brother Shaoyang, do you want to try our cooking?"

Fan Ruoruo was still shy.

It's completely different from Ye Qingmei who is on the side.

Shaoyang glanced at it, and probably understood what the two of them wanted to do.

Hot Pot.

The corners of Shaoyang's polite mouth rose.

"No, I... My blessings are shallow, you can eat it."

"Who is this group on the ground?"

Shaoyang's eyes fell on a group of Zhenghuan creatures jumping around on the ground.

They are timid.

"Oh oh oh, these."

Ye Qingmei is holding a nape of a ginseng or radish, which is white all over, and her eyes are narrowed into two solid spots (refer to Huba's shape)...

"His name is Xuegou, and he came from the transformation of natural materials and earthly treasures over there."

Good name!
Shaoyang wanted to applaud Ye Qingmei's naming art.

The "Snow Dog" in Ye Qingmei's hand swayed from side to side, as if he didn't like someone holding him by the back of his neck.

By the way, when the power of the world was used to upgrade these two people, the rare treasures around them all received quilts.

I didn't expect it could really take form.

"Yes, Not Bad."

Shaoyang stared at the "Snow Dog", and the "Snow Dog" immediately became obedient like a child, quietly looking at this handsome man who was not angry but arrogant.

Since these rare and exotic plants can transform into forms, Ruoruo and Ye Qingmei's soul power must be able to suppress these little things.

Then let them stay with these two people well.

Both of them have become gods, and they don't need to practice hard like other soul masters, so let them play with these treasures.

In such a world of low martial arts, it is impossible for him to stay for a long time, but after the integration of world powers, this world still needs to be restrained.

And Fan Ruoruo and Ye Qingmei in front of them are the best candidates.

After Shaoyang told them about the relevant matters, he prepared to leave.

However, Fan Ruoruo stopped him.

"Ok?"

……

……Dividing line……

Northern Qi border.

"Fan Xian, the soldiers are already approaching the city, don't mess with your idiotic mahjong!"

Fei Jie on the side put on his armor, and now he looked like a general commanding the battle on the spot.

Fei Jie was very anxious. He used to work under Emperor Qing, and he had heard a lot about the war on the border.

Every time I hear the battle report, it is nothing more than "Great victory! Nanqing has won again!"

It is conceivable that Northern Qi's combat power has become even worse since Xiao En was captured.

Emperor Qing should be mobilizing the power of the whole country this time, and it is bound to be life and death in this gamble.

Fei Jie looked at the vast area below the city, at least there were nearly a million soldiers, and they were menacing, like ten thousand horses galloping.

It can be said that black clouds are pressing down on the city, and the city is about to be destroyed, and the armor is shining on the golden scales of Japan!

This Northern Qi emperor really has a big heart!

He actually entrusted all the wealth and life of the whole country to his apprentice, Fan Xian.

The most terrible thing is, mother!Fan Xian has never even been on the battlefield!
What kind of mahjong are you still studying here! ! !
"Fan Xian!!!"

Fei Jie grabbed his ear and yelled.

"Hey! Don't! Master, be gentle! The soldiers of the three armies are still waiting for me to lead them to kill the enemy."

Fan Xian's nose, eyebrows and eyes were twisted into a ball.

After Fei Jie let go.

"Look, Emperor Qing is personally leading the conquest this time!!! The Northern Qi emperor entrusted the whole country to you, so you have to look like a general! You have to live up to everyone's expectations!"

Fei Jie wasn't afraid of being beheaded, but he knew that Emperor Qing was serious this time, and with his temperament, if he captured the city of Northern Qi, Northern Qi would definitely leave no one behind!
He didn't want to see people burn to death.

"It's only a few soldiers, master, it's not as serious as you said..."

Hearing this, Fei Jie felt as if his lungs had exploded.

"Okay, very good! Then tell me, how to solve it?!"

Fan Xian was leaning against the wall very coolly...