Fairyland Food Column

The crisis situation on the frontal battlefield has already exceeded Ying Long's imagination. When he came to the frontal battlefield, he saw blood and bones everywhere, including fragmented human corpses, dragon corpses with their heads raised and howling, and seven hundred and eight corpses. The fallen demon corpse.

People from other worlds will turn into a puff of smoke and disappear in the world after death, so there are no corpses left on the battlefield. It seems that the casualties in the fairy world are more serious.

"These aliens are not strong generals, not even a king-level emperor." It's not Wenren Ruoshui's turn to end yet, she can indeed kill a large number of aliens now, but she After making a move, people from other worlds will take advantage of it. All she can do now is deter.Wen Ren Ruoshui stood beside Ying Long, watching the situation on the battlefield, "Stronger aliens are still trapped by the formation and cannot enter the fairy world."

"It won't be long." Ying Long put his hands behind his back, and the wind blew up his wide cuffs. There was no trace of pity on the face of the people who fought in the battlefield, "Are you ready?"

"The formation that the ancestor dragon used to kill aliens is almost ready." Wenren Ruoshui finally couldn't help it, Qianqianyu pointed to the void, and a blue light passed through time and space to directly kill those aliens in the past The people in the world continued to talk to Ying Long after a large area was vacated in an instant, "But the ancestor dragon dragged his remnant body to activate the formation, but now..."

"Say it straight." Ying Long's expression remained calm, and it was hard to see what he was thinking.

"There is one less person to open the formation." Wen Ren Ruoshui said out, "And the person who opened the formation must sacrifice himself to the formation, so that the formation can achieve its true power, otherwise it will be useless to the emperor."

Ying Long heard Wenren Ruoshui's hint, but he didn't agree to this dangerous errand, instead he pushed the question back: "Are you ready for a candidate?"

Wen Ren Ruoshui did not expect that Ying Long, who had been cheated hundreds of years ago, did not agree to come down. He didn't know what to say for a while. Ying Long waited patiently for a while before he heard her say: " The lord of Seaside City is the closest to the pure-blooded dragon clan among all the dragon clans, but he is not strong enough, and the formation he opened may not be powerful enough."

Ying Long still didn't let go, and looked down at the battlefield below. Both sides seemed to have the intention to retreat, and gradually there was an open space in the middle, and the two sides began to repair.

"The other is you, Ying Long, you are the only pure-blooded dragon in the fairy world..." Even if Wen Renruoshui has lived for hundreds of years, I still feel a little embarrassed to put up my face and say such words. During the war, the human race framed Ying Long, who was seriously injured, "should come forward to save the fairy world."

Ying Long glanced at Wen Ren Ruoshui with a half-smile, and Wen Ren Ruoshui took a few steps back before speaking: "Then what are you humans planning to do?"

"Fang Shuanglong went to find a way to repair the formation of isolating alien worlds." Wen Ren Ruoshui couldn't reach the level of cultivation, Ying Long saw that she panicked, "She already has a clue."

Ying Long thought about it, but didn't reveal what he was thinking, and said calmly: "Isn't the formation of the ancestor dragon able to wipe out people from other worlds in one fell swoop? Why do you need to repair the formation that isolates other worlds?"

"People from other worlds are born from the air of death and extreme evil. As long as someone dies in the world, as long as there are people with evil thoughts, people from other worlds will be born continuously." During many battles with other worlds, the fairy world has long been Having figured out the source of the power of the aliens, Wen Ren Ruoshui said, "This arrangement can only make the fairy world safe for thousands of years."

"But in the next few thousand years, there will be no pure-blooded dragons to sacrifice for you." Ying Long finally agreed to Wen Renruoshui's request, "You should arrange it as soon as possible."

"Wait—" Before Wenren Ruoshui and Ying Long had discussed the details, Rong Rao, who looked very embarrassed, came up and looked straight at Wenren Ruoshui, "I'll go."

"What are you here for?" With Wenren Ruoshui's cultivation, she could easily see through Rong Rao's body, a dragon that was underage, but she had a faint feeling that there was a huge power hidden in Rong Rao's body, and she couldn't see it. Where does this power come from.

"My name is Rong Rao." Rong Rao came here hurriedly, with the unique sea breeze breath on her body, but there was an abnormal persistence in her eyebrows, "The ancestor dragon reincarnated."

Wen Ren Ruoshui was surprised to find that the aura of the skinny girl in front of her suddenly changed, and through her soft body, she could see the golden dragon shape behind her: "The reincarnation of the ancestor dragon?"

"Don't make trouble." Ying Long said, although Rong Rao is the reincarnation of the Proto-Dragon, she has not fully absorbed the aura left by the Proto-Dragon, and has not yet reached the level of the Proto-Dragon.

Stopping Rong Rao was not because of Ying Long's dedication, but because everyone in the Immortal Realm had spent a lot of effort on this plan, and failure was not allowed.

"I know better than you." Rong Rao stretched out his finger and tapped his temple, "I have the memory of the proto-dragon, and I know better than you how to activate the formation."

"You are too weak." Ying Long still refused.

"When necessary, I can use the power of the Proto-Dragon in my body to return to the peak." Rong Rao said something he was most unlikely to refuse, "Cheng Xi is waiting for you to go back."

"I don't need you to replace me." Ying Long naturally has his pride and doesn't allow others to die for him.

Rong Rao raised her head and said seriously, "You have more important things to do."

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The days in Haibin City are ordinary. Cheng Xi basically wakes up in the morning and prepares breakfast. After breakfast, he can prepare lunch. After lunch, it's dinner. Once dinner is eaten, the day is over.

Cheng Yuzhen fell into a deep sleep and hadn't woken up yet, only Cheng Xi and Rong Qinshan were left in the whole seaside city, plus a wolf with three eyes, Rong Qinshan's body was not as good as Cheng Xi, so All they have to worry about every day is what to eat, what to eat and what to eat.

To be honest, Cheng Xi still likes this kind of life. It would be even better if Rong Qinshan, who looks miserable every day, becomes Ying Long. Every time Cheng Xi prepares delicious food or eats delicious food, he will Thinking of Ying Long, I always thought that it would be great if Ying Long was by my side.

Rong Qinshan was still sitting at the gate of the City Lord's Mansion with a sad face, worrying why his cultivation base hadn't recovered yet, but when he saw Cheng Xi, he asked, "What are you eating today?"

Cheng Xi took out two abalones and shook them in front of Rong Qinshan. Only high-ranking officials and nobles can taste this stuff in their mortal world. Because of Cheng Xi's family background, he can only taste it once during the festivals, but at the seaside In the city, you can pick up fat abalone just by strolling around on the road.

"I'm tired of eating seafood every day." Cheng Xi complained, if Ying Long was here, he would definitely have a way to get some fresh ingredients, and he thought of Ying Long inadvertently. In fact, Cheng Xi was also worried about Ying Long's current situation. situation, but he can’t do anything just because he’s worried, he can only eat and drink well, and wait for Ying Long to come back, “I’m making abalone porridge today.”

Rong Qinshan's eyes lit up in a flash. The person he also likes is facing danger outside. With Cheng Xi beside him calmly, Rong Qinshan couldn't keep his frowning expression.

In the kitchen, white and tender millet porridge had been stewed when Cheng Xi went out. Now that he went back and lifted the lid of the ceramic pot, he saw that the rice grains in the pot hadn't bloomed yet, so Cheng Xi put the lid back on.

Dig out the cleaned abalone with a scale knife, take out the inedible green viscera, cut it into small pieces, and then remove the live shrimps and cut them into small pieces The small pieces, together with shredded ginger and salt, were poured into the porcelain pot, and waited until the millet porridge boiled.

When the millet porridge is cooked until the rice grains bloom, Cheng Xi scoops out a small spoonful and puts it in a porcelain bowl. In this small spoonful, besides the soft and sticky millet, there are also bright red shrimp segments and delicious abalone granules. , and the tender yellow shredded ginger, even the rice soup was boiled white.

Cheng Xi blew on the hot air, and stuffed a spoon into his mouth. The millet grains melted directly in his mouth, and he bit into the smooth and elastic shrimp grains, followed by the abalone grains. The abalone itself has no taste at all, it all depends on the fragrance The thick rice grains enhance the flavor and are very chewy when biting.

There was a full bowl of abalone and fresh shrimp porridge in the ceramic. Cheng Xi picked up the bowl and was about to take it out for Rong Qinshan when he suddenly felt something move in the storage bag.

Cheng Xi knew that no living things could be put in the storage bag, but living things could not be put in, so what was moving?Cheng Xi put down the bowl in his hand, wiped off the water stains on his hands, opened the storage bag, and found a small and exquisite conch after searching for a while.

"This is? Rong Rao gave me the sound transmission conch?" Cheng Xi took a lot of effort to remember what it was. He put the sound transmission conch to his ear and listened for a while. He thought there was no sound at all, but he heard it unexpectedly. It was Rong Rao's voice.

"Axi." Cheng Xi couldn't hear any emotion in Rong Rao's voice, so he listened quietly, "Tell Rong Qinshan not to wait for me."

"Rong Rao?" Cheng Xi called Rong Rao's name to the Yinchuan in disbelief. He understood the meaning behind Rong Rao's words, but he never heard Rong Rao's voice again.

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Thousands of miles away, Rong Rao put down the sound transmission conch in his hand, let it fall to the ground, and stepped on it, ignoring the sound from the sound transmission conch.

"It's too late to regret it now." Ying Long stood behind her and said, "I can also activate the formation."

"My life was picked up for nothing. If I can live another 100 years, I have earned it." Rong Rao wanted to show a smile, but she shed tears. Looking back on these 100 years, she not only loved her sincerely father, and Rong Qinshan, who loves each other, these 100 years are more meaningful than the tens of thousands of years she lived in the past, "The law of heaven did not let me be reborn in vain."