Prehistoric: Blood Lord Styx, starting with 100,000 Pangu blood

With dozens of chefs working, Bo Yikao was directly dismembered.

A large pot of minced meat appeared on the table.

Dozens of people do it very quickly.

The savory meatloaf is freshly baked.

"My lord, the younger one boiled the mutton bones into mutton soup, and put a lot of haggis in it."

"I don't know, are you satisfied?"

The fat cook was extremely clever and knelt down in front of Shen Gongbao.

"Hey!"

"You old boy is not bad. Tomorrow, I will go to court with my national teacher, and I will give you an official position."

"what's your name?"

Shen Gongbao couldn't help being interested.

For such a winking person, it would be a waste of talent to be a cook.

It will be more interesting to fight Jiang Ziya in the future.

"Little life is cheap, please give me a name from the Master of the National Teacher!"

The fat cook kowtowed and knelt in front of Shen Gongbao with a devout face.

"Forget it, let's call you Hannibal!"

This name suddenly appeared in Shen Gongbao's mind.

But he didn't think too much, and directly gave the name to the fat cook.

At the same time, the corner of Styx's mouth in Nether Blood Sea twitched.

"The prehistoric version of Hannibal, great kindness!"

"But Ji Chang is so ruthless that he can eat his own son directly."

"Unlike the deity, only the bear's paw of the iron-eating beast can be eaten."

"Poor!"

Styx gnawed on the bear's paw, feeling very happy.

the other side.

Shen Gongbao took Hannibal to the prison.

Behind them, several servants were still carrying delicacies.

Meatloaf, haggis soup.

The taste and aroma are compelling.

Soon, the two came to Ji Chang's cell.

"Ji Chang, you are blessed."

"Your Majesty ordered you to be released and your title of Marquis of Xibo be restored."

"As for you, Empress Daji has prepared meatloaf and haggis soup to see you off."

"Eat this bowl of haggis soup and this plate of meatloaf quickly."

"In addition to these, our national division has also prepared more dry food for you to eat on the road."

After finishing speaking, the servants put a bowl and a plate in front of Ji Chang.

They also put down two large food boxes, which contained dry food.

After all, such a big sheep, how come there is only a little bit of it?

"Ji Chang, thank you King, thank you Madam Daji."

Ji Chang directly knelt down and bowed in the direction of the palace.

Now that Shen Gongbao is still in front of him, the hypocrisy should be hypocritical.

"Hurry up and eat."

"The national teacher left first, the environment here is really fucking bad!"

Shen Gongbao walked out of the prison, but he still ordered his men to keep an eye on Ji Chang.

at this time.

Pheasant Jing suddenly appeared in front of Shen Gongbao.

"National teacher, there is a strange person in Chaoge, who seems to be someone from the Western religion."

Chapter 332 Ji Chang Shizi, Shen Gongbao wants to kill Nezha

"People of the Western religion, as long as there is no disaster, don't startle the snake."

Shen Gongbao thought for a moment and said directly.

At present, he has no hatred with Western religion.

"Beside those two Westerners, there was a child who seemed to be called Nezha."

Pheasant Jing told Shen Gongbao all the news,

"What, Nezha?"

"Haha, God help me, I can take the disciples of Chanjiao again."

"Ji Chang can be released, but Nezha must die."

"If you kill Nezha, you will be charged some interest for your teacher."

Shen Gongbao immediately ordered that Pheasant Jing keep a close eye on Nezha and others.

Jianglong and Fuhu didn't know that a crisis was coming to them.

However, what Shen Gongbao wanted most was Nezha's life.