rebirth through food

At the same time, Ye Xiaofeng, who still didn't know anything, was meeting with the elders of the Chefs Association.

"Elder Ye, this matter..." The old president was anxious to defend.

"The old president doesn't need to say much, I don't dare to accept the position of elder."

Ye Xiaofeng was really angry, the old president promised him that he would take good care of the vice-chairman, but he thought that he was already the elder of the Chefs Association, so he let him go.

But what now?

The rumors outside pushed him to the cusp, but the old president ran to say that the vice president said all this without authorization.

Ye Xiaofeng sneered, is this what he called handling?You can still spread rumors everywhere!

"Oh." The old president knew that the other party was really angry, so what he said at this time would not help the matter.The matter of the Almighty Chef was indeed discussed and confirmed by a few of them, but the vice president who had been demoted was not there at the time. As soon as the news spread, the old president's heart skipped a beat.

He knew that this matter was of great importance, especially after Zhiweitang, this matter added a lot of credibility.But because of this, Ye Xiaofeng became more dangerous.

He has lived for such a long time, how could he still not know the reason for the crime of being pregnant.

So he came to confess with shame, of course Ye Xiaofeng's refusal to forgive is also reasonable.

The old president took out a black soup pot from the storage ring, which was the final prize that Ye Xiaofeng had fancyed before.

"Whether this thing is useful or not, I'm not sure, but I think since you participated in the competition, you may have taken a fancy to it." The old president put the soup pot on the table beside him. "This can be regarded as a little apology from the Chefs Association. If you have any requests, feel free to ask."

Even so, the old president still didn't want to give up such a genius.

"Hmph." Ye Xiaofeng is also a tempered person, and immediately turned his head to ignore the other party. The old president was ashamed, so he had no choice but to leave in despair.In the final analysis, this matter is what their chefs would do!

After a while, Ye Xiaofeng also let out a sigh of relief, looking at the soup pot left by the old president on the table, tears almost came down.

At the beginning, he was eager to win for such a hot pot, but now he caused such troubles, and was watched by his seniors and was not allowed to leave the Immortal Mansion.Now Master, Master must be fighting with others...

Ye Xiaofeng's eyes were red with grievance. If he knew this was the result, why would he do such a foolish thing without thinking!Master also needs to stand up for him...

Seeing that the soup pot on the table was getting more and more gassy, ​​he reached out and grabbed it, intending to throw it on the ground and smash it to pieces.Unexpectedly, the pot was rusted for a long time, but he cut his finger first, and the blood dripped onto the pot along the finger.

Ye Xiaofeng was in a fit of anger and didn't feel anything. As the pot was lifted high and dropped, a blue light enveloped the pot.

"Hey, why did you throw me away!" A half-grown child appeared in front of Ye Xiaofeng, wearing strange clothes and holding the broken pot in his hand.

"...I'll go, the pot has turned into a spirit!" Ye Xiaofeng was so frightened that he stepped back a few steps.

The child in front of him tilted his head and looked at Ye Xiaofeng, "It's really rude, I'm a wok, not a pot."

"...What's your name?" Ye Xiaofeng gave him a blank look.

"...Forget it, call me Huachun." The child gave Ye Xiaofeng a contemptuous look. "But you've woken me up, so I'll accept you as master, and take good care of my body."

After all, it didn't matter what Ye Xiaofeng's reaction was, he yawned and got into the pot, and the pot fell to the ground with a bang, but it was no longer pitch-black as before, but copper-colored.

The carefully carved pattern on it looks old, and there is a sense of simplicity on the face.

Ye Xiaofeng stood aside and observed for a long time, to see that there was no danger, and then picked up the pot.But he didn't dare to put it in the God of Cookery Tower, but put it in his storage ring.

A joke, this kind of unstable factor, even if killed, it will not be put in the God of Cookery Tower!

Thinking that he had already wasted a lot of time, Ye Xiaofeng quietly ran out along the aisle in the apse.

Qingyun was on the back mountain, watching Chiluan not to have any problems, Xuechen guarded the front to prevent him and Qianchengran from running out.However, the path Ye Xiaofeng found can avoid a lot of sight, so running out quietly is not a problem.

Seeing the door, he was blocked by a large protective formation. This protective formation is an invisible thing, like a glass cover. He can only see the outside, but there is no way to go out.

Ye Xiaofeng was busy looking for an exit, when suddenly his feet trembled, and he fell onto the barrier.

Looking from a distance, the two were fighting in mid-air, but they were so far away that he couldn't tell who was who.

It was just now that the spirit power of the two scattered and hit the protective formation, which shook Ye Xiaofeng off his feet.And this is only a small part, which shows how much pressure Su Mochen is under outside.

Ye Xiaofeng was knocked over again and again, and all the monks around him had already fled like birds and beasts, otherwise they would definitely be affected.

The top of the head was bombarded again, a heavy object slammed into the protective array, the passport flashed, and the light was not as good as before.

"Boy, admit defeat, if you keep fighting, your life will be gone!" Han Jingyu hovered in front of Su Mochen.This kid's aptitude is indeed good, but... still can't compare to him!

"Master!" Ye Xiaofeng slammed the protective shield hard, and just after hearing the other person's words vaguely, he realized that the person who hit his head was Su Mochen.

"Feng'er..." Su Mochen turned his head slightly, and saw Ye Xiaofeng with an anxious face.

"Master, let me out..." Ye Xiaofeng tapped on the protective cover excitedly, the two of them were separated by a short distance, but it seemed like the end of the world.

Su Mochen's face was sallow, blood was gushing from the corner of his mouth, he was trying his best to hold the formation.

Can't fall, can't... If he falls, not to mention Qian Chengran and Yan Huiyu, I'm afraid those monks present who are eyeing tigers will immediately join forces to break the formation and rob or kill Ye Xiaofeng.

Su Mochen took a elixir, gathered the spiritual energy again, and the flying sword inserted obliquely not far away was guided by the spiritual power, and attacked Han Jingyu again.

"I don't know how to live or die!" Han Jingyu was also a little angry. He still admired the other party at first, but the other party was so stubborn that he had no interest in continuing to tease him. A trace of cruelty flashed across his face, and he waved his fingers Spiritual power swept towards Su Mochen.

Without any suspense, Su Mochen slammed on the protective cover again, and Ye Xiaofeng even noticed that there were tiny cracks in the protective cover.

With a flash of white light, the protective cover was completely shattered, and Ye Xiaofeng was overturned by a huge force.

"Master——" Ye Xiaofeng shouted hoarsely, and there was a breeze around him, and Qian Chengran flew over to catch Su Mochen's fallen body, and Qingyun and Xuechen came out together.

"Brother, I have to do it myself to protect my wife. I don't thank you for doing this!" Qian Chengran looked much better than before, but such a short period of time should only be superficial.

It was rare that Su Mochen didn't reply, but gave him a worried look.The protective array is broken, next...

At the same time, Yan Huiyu also stood there with a pale face. Although he was not very energetic, he did not appear to be weak at all.

"I am Yan Huiyu, this matter has nothing to do with them."

Han Jingyu landed slowly, with a gloomy expression on his face, and forced him step by step.

Yan Huiyu was so overwhelmed by the opponent's coercion that he could barely breathe, let alone Ye Xiaofeng who was next to him with low cultivation.

"I killed the man." It was too late for Qian Chengran and the two to go over, so they had to shout, but unfortunately, they did not stop Han Jingyu's movement.With a slap in the face, Yan Huiyu and Ye Xiaofeng brothers were all sent flying, and the two of them crashed into a tree not far away at the same time. How miserable.

Ye Xiaofeng's face was pale and he could hardly stand up, Yan Huiyu was even worse.Originally, he had not recovered from serious injuries, but now his complexion was like gold paper, not to mention that the wound on his abdomen opened again, and the blood was flushed.

Qian Chengran and Su Mochen's eyes were red, and regardless of the huge difference in force value, they rushed straight at Han Jingyu. Although Qingyun Xuechen's cultivation was a little worse, he didn't hesitate at all, and they fought together again.

Enduring the pain, Ye Xiaofeng supported the eldest brother beside him, took out some pills from the storage ring and fed them to him, "Brother..."

"Xiaofeng, I've got you in trouble." Yan Huiyu tried hard to force a smile on his sallow face, but unfortunately, as Yan Huiyu opened his mouth, blood spilled out of his wounded inner organs again and again.

"Brother, stop talking." Ye Xiaofeng couldn't hold back his tears, and choked up while wiping his tears with his sleeve.

Maybe it's a blood relationship, seeing Yan Huiyu like this, Ye Xiaofeng felt sore.

Han Jingyu from behind had already quickly knocked everyone into the air, and he was in front of Brother Ye Xiaofeng in an instant.

Ye Xiaofeng stood up to block Yan Huiyu, "Don't hurt my elder brother!"

Han Jingyu's palm had already been slapped, Ye Xiaofeng's clothes and hair were disheveled by the wind of the palm, with tears in his eyes but stubbornly refusing to back down, that appearance was clearly shown in front of Han Jingyu, making him tremble with fear.

"Xiu Ting..." Han Jingyu grabbed forward blankly.

"Feng'er——" Su Mochen roared in extreme pain, and without caring about anything else, he transformed into a prototype and rushed in front of Ye Xiaofeng to block the wind.

It's a pity that this palm was too fast, and it was Han Jingyu's palm with all his strength. Even if he showed his real body, he could only block it by a little more. The huge impact made both of them feel like they were in the ice and flames.

The three huge tails were dripping with blood, and at a critical moment, a golden light wrapped tightly around the two people who were hugging each other tightly, and disappeared in an instant.

"Mo Chen—"

"Xiaofeng!"

Qian Chengran and the others almost collapsed. No one could accept that their two important people were hit and disappeared.

Han Jingyu didn't seem to hear the shouts of these people, nor did they see the blow of hatred from them, he just stared blankly at the jade gourd in his hand, which he just grabbed from the neck of the child who looked like Xiuting in front of him. The one who came down, this... this is Xiu Ting's... Xiu Ting's who has been missing for more than ten years...

"Ah—" Han Jingyu raised his head to the sky and screamed.

Xiu Ting, why did you leave suddenly? Could it be that you have a child with someone else?Looking at the child's age, he is not in his teens...why!Why!