God of Cooking, Monster: No, we have become ingredients

"I'm not serious?"

Seeing the Daoyi Holy Land disciple who was already fighting fiercely with the Immortal Holy Land disciple, the Yaochi Holy Land disciple's eyes widened.

Is she not serious? Are you serious about eating chicken drumsticks on the battlefield?

After living for so many years, practicing for so many years, and experiencing so many life and death crises, she had never seen anyone eating chicken legs on the battlefield.

Moreover, this person actually turned around and said that she was not serious?

But this Daoyi Holy Land disciple obviously didn't know what she was thinking. At this time, he was chewing chicken legs while fighting with the disciples of the Immortal Holy Land.

Not to mention, these chicken legs are really easy to use, and with such delicious chicken legs, I feel that my combat power has been enhanced a bit.

Sure enough, this is the correct way to open Daoyi Holy Land. The killing pill before was nothing.

"kill."

Immediately, the disciples of the Daoyi Holy Land who were fighting against the Immortal Holy Land were all filled with fighting spirit. With one hand holding a chicken leg and the other holding a magic weapon, the disciples of the Immortal Holy Land were defeated one after another.

"It's evil. Today is different from before."

“How on earth do these guys detoxify?”

On the other hand, it was not a holy land. Not only was it completely crushed, but there were countless question marks in my heart. This holy land was indeed an evil sect, and it was different every time.

But they don't know that the previous Dao Yi Holy Land can't be regarded as the real Dao Yi Holy Land, but now, forget it.

At first, the people fighting against the Immortal Holy Land ate chicken legs, but the disciples fighting against the Blood Refining Holy Land and the Dry Ghost Holy Land couldn't bear it when they saw this.

One by one, they also took out the big chicken drumsticks and started eating.

Only the other brothers and sisters were stunned.

"Why are you eating chicken legs?"

"Am I poisoned?"

"You hit the Holy Land of Blood Refining. What kind of poison did you get?"

"Blood poison is not poison."

"you..............."

"Then why are you? It's impossible to be poisoned in Da Kugui Holy Land, right?"

"I can't do it if I'm not hungry."

"Okay, okay..."

Looking at the disciples facing the Blood Refining Holy Land and the Dry Ghost Holy Land, they were all eating chicken drumsticks. For a moment, disciples from the Daoyi Holy Land could be seen everywhere on the battlefield, holding big chicken drumsticks in their hands, and they were happily eating. Huh.

And everyone around, whether they were undead or human, their eyelids jumped.

I thought that this Dao Yi Holy Land was outrageous enough before, but now it seems that it was nothing before.

Are you here to fight or have a picnic?

Before the war, Ye Changqing prepared ten large chicken drumsticks for each of his disciples, which looked like a lot, but they were not enough to eat at all.

According to the disciples of Daoyi Holy Land, it is not even enough to fill the gaps between teeth.

"Senior Brother, you support..."

"I support your sister."

Xu Jie had already finished eating the ten chicken drumsticks on his body. He originally wanted to ask Zhao Zhengping to nudge him, but before he could say anything, Zhao Zhengping slapped him back.

You have to eat chicken drumsticks for all the disciples of the Dry Ghost Holy Land, and now you want me to help you?

Seeing Zhao Zhengping's angry face, Xu Jie could only turn around and look for another target. Fortunately, he soon saw Yunluo Holy Land senior brother Nangong Qing.

"Senior Brother Nangong."

After a few days of contact, the two of them got to know each other. They were fighting in full swing when they suddenly heard someone calling his name. Nangong Qing was startled, then turned around and saw Xu Jie calling to him.

Moreover, he also ran towards this direction with the disciple of the Withered Ghost Holy Land who was fighting against him.

A look of confusion, what the hell?

"what happened?"

"I have something to discuss with you."

"Don't make trouble, there's a war."

"I'm in a hurry, Senior Brother Nangong."

"Speak quickly."

"Well, help me push it up."

"what?"

"Let's go."

Before Nangong Qing could react, Xu Jie ducked out of the way and used his transformation-level movement skills to instantly go around behind the direct disciple of the Dry Ghost Holy Land, and then kicked him directly in the direction of Nangong Qing.

"Senior Brother Nangong, thank you for your hard work."

"I@￥%#@￥%"

Seeing such a huge direct disciple of the Withered Ghost Holy Land flying directly into his face, Nangong Qing scolded her angrily.

But Xu Jie didn't give him a chance to speak at all and turned around and ran away.

There was no other way, Nangong Qing could only fight one against two, and he was instantly filled with hatred.

Running all the way to the city gate, sure enough, the familiar greenhouse appeared, and the busy voice in the greenhouse directly gave many Dao Yi Holy Land disciples a sense of security.

When Xu Jie arrived, many people had gathered outside the greenhouse. Obviously, he was not the first.

All the brothers drank the soup in big gulps, and sighed one by one regardless of their injuries.

"The soup on the battlefield is still delicious."

"That is, and there is no limit."

"I'm back, I'm finally back."

"Junior brother Changqing, hurry up, get me ten chicken legs. I've finished eating mine. Damn it, those guys in the Holy Land of the Immortal are too fierce."

Xu Jie squeezed into the crowd, picked up a bowl of soup and drank it. At the same time, he did not forget to ask Ye Changqing for ten more chicken drumsticks.

Although Ye Changqing is now an elder, all the fellow disciples at Shenjian Peak are still accustomed to calling them Junior Brother Changqing, and Ye Changqing also feels closer to them.

"Ten chicken legs are not enough? Is the Holy Land of the Immortal so powerful?"

Ye Changqing packed ten chicken drumsticks and handed them to Xu Jie. On the other hand, Xu Jie drank three large bowls of soup and nodded solemnly.

"That's a fierce one. Senior brother, I've been in danger many times."

What Xu Jie said was serious. Ye Changqing had never fought against the undead, so he didn't know whether it was true or not.

But at this time, Zhao Zhengping, who had just arrived, shouted angrily.

"Xu Laosan, you are so shameless. Even if you beat the Holy Land of Dead Ghosts and you still ate ten chicken drumsticks, how the hell do you still have the shame to ask for it now?"

As soon as these words came out, many senior brothers present looked sideways at Xu Jie, "As expected of you, third senior brother."

Xu Jie didn't care about this either. He packed the chicken legs, drank another bowl of soup, and then left quickly, and replied loudly.

"You can't eat chicken drumsticks in the Dry Ghost Holy Land. Is it possible that I'm allergic to the Immortal Rejuvenation Kung Fu?"

"You...forget it, Junior Brother Changqing, hurry up and give me ten chicken legs. Those dogs in the Holy Land of the Immortal are really fierce."

Ok? ? ?

Hearing Zhao Zhengping's words, Ye Changqing and everyone present, including the spiritual chefs from the Spiritual Chef Alliance, were stunned.

Why does this sound so familiar?

Seeing everyone looking at him with strange eyes, Zhao Zhengping said anxiously.

"Why are you looking at me like this? I'm not Xu San. I fought in the Holy Land of the Immortal, and I'm still their top disciple."

"Senior Brother, Senior Brother Shen also said this just now."

After the words fell, a junior brother said weakly.

Shen Xian came to ask for chicken legs before, and he said the same thing. He was beating the disciples of the Immortal Holy Land. For this reason, Ye Changqing gave him five more.

As soon as these words came out, the next second, Zhao Zhengping's roar could be heard outside the greenhouse.

"Mr. Shen, I'm ￥#%￥#￥%#%# your uncle."