The Immortal Wife Is Like A Cloud

After skillfully breaking the Black Rock Python into pieces of fine meat.

Su Jingzhe began to cook.

Cooking the meat of the second-level Black Rock Python with his skills close to those of a third-grade alchemist looked really smooth.

Even cooking made Feng Qingya feel pleasing to the eye.

Soon, a strong fragrance came from the kitchen.

The six maids in the courtyard were eager to eat.

"Master Su, I saw you cooking with some alchemy skills just now?"

Feng Qingya also noticed some clues at this time.

Su Jingzhe smiled: "I think cooking and alchemy are connected.

When cooking, it may also touch some of my alchemy techniques."

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As soon as he finished speaking, the familiar small characters appeared in front of him.

Feng Qingya could only respond to Su Jingzhe's words with two words in her heart: Awesome!

Soon the kitchen table was filled with the meat of the Black Rock Python cooked by Su Jingzhe in various ways.

Feng Qingya's taste buds were excited.

"Then, I won't be polite."

She picked up the chopsticks and the bowl with great skill, and ate everything in a flash.

After half an hour, Feng Qingya was full and satiated, and still patted her gradually rounded belly in an unsightly manner.

Her face was full of satisfaction.

Su Jingzhe cleaned up the remaining python meat on the table.

He also left some in the pot for his maids.

Feng Qingya was full and satiated, and before leaving, she smiled at Su Jingzhe and said, "How about Qingya providing the ingredients in the future, and Master Su only needs to provide the cooking skills?

Let alone every day, we can have a meal like this every three or five days, which should be a good suggestion, right?"

When she said this, Feng Qingya's eyes were full of expectations.

In response, Su Jingzhe nodded, of course he had nothing to disagree with.

After all, the monsters that Feng Qingya asked Mu Lao to fight should be at least level two.

The blood energy contained in them is also becoming more and more intense.

Feng Qingya might just want to taste the meat.

But he, Su, really needs the blood and energy contained in it.

It was still early, and Su Jingzhe, who had eaten and drunk enough, did not return to his room.

He went to Linjiang City according to the original plan for today.

As soon as he walked out of Xieyue Sect, Su Jingzhe clearly felt that the popularity of the city seemed to be much higher than the previous few days.

However, the people walking on the street at this time all had a very fierce aura.

They didn't look like good birds.

However, he walked along the main street and didn't see anyone making trouble on the street.

The rules issued by Xieyue Sect were still effective.

The shops on both sides had reopened.

And he vaguely realized that now, in addition to the inherent low-level cultivators, the cultivators active in Linjiang City were obviously stronger than when Huayang Sect was in power.

"Sure enough, everything is moving towards the direction of the big city."

As he walked on the street, the natives of Linjiang City who knew him greeted him enthusiastically.

He responded with a smile as usual.

He did not show any arrogance because of his status at this time.

Passing by the Jubao Pavilion, Su Jingzhe subconsciously looked inside, but he never entered it after all.

If it were in the past, he might have exchanged at least half of the broken Evil Pills on his body for spirit stones.

But now that the people who control this place have become hostile, he has lost interest in trading with them.

"Miss Feng should be able to control this place again in the future."

Muttering to himself, Su Jingzhe turned into the familiar Taohua Lane along the main street.

Under the management of the Xieyue Sect, those who want to live in these streets and alleys still have to rent with spirit stones.

But when he walked to the location of the Enlightenment School.

He saw that there was still a lock on the gate.

There was even a strong ban at the door, guarding this place.

Su Jingzhe smiled.

He knew that this must be done deliberately by the Xieyue Sect.

Perhaps it was to leave a memory for himself.

"All gone"

Su Jingzhe stood at the door of the Enlightenment School for a while.

He had no intention of entering it.

He felt a little emotional.

But he had no intention of staying in Taohua Lane for long.

He subconsciously walked here to take a look, but it was just the feelings in his heart.

However, just as he was about to turn around and return, Taohua Lane suddenly became extremely quiet.

The sight was still the same as before.

But there was a drizzle in the sky.

There were people coming and going in the alley occasionally before, but now they all disappeared.

The drizzle fell on his face, bringing a little chill, and Su Jingzhe's heart suddenly shuddered.

At this time, he sensed some unusual power from these raindrops.

Formation!

Although he, Su, was generally still a rookie in cultivating immortals, he still knew some common sense.

The sudden and strange disappearance of the people in Taohua Lane seemed to be a sign.

He was trapped in a formation just after turning around.

There are many professions in the world of immortal cultivation, and the spirit formation master is also a popular and popular profession.

The spirit formation master relies on the formation, and his combat power should not be underestimated.

Su Jingzhe's blood and energy suddenly surged, and the Yongquan points on both feet were in a state of being able to explode at any time.

"Come out, since you deliberately set up an illusion array to intercept me, I believe you are not a coward."

At this time, Su Jingzhe kept his face calm.

He used those two words again to address himself.

This was to give the other party a shock invisibly.

Shen Yifeng had promised him before that no cultivators from the Xieyue Sect would test him in any way.

He still trusted Shen Yifeng's words.

So the people who attacked him at this time must be hostile forces.

And on the land of Qingzhou, there were too many forces that had reasons and angles to attack him.

He couldn't think of which sect the other party came from.

Of course, this was not the most important thing.

The important thing was that the people who attacked him at this time would not show mercy like Shen Yifeng.

As soon as he said this, in front of the drizzle, in the shadow of Taohua Lane, a black figure emerged.

"Confirm, you are Su Jingzhe, right?"

As the figure appeared, a cold voice also reached Su Jingzhe's ears.

Su Jingzhe's body tensed, and the blood and energy flowed rapidly again.

He stared at the figure in front of him, which was a completely unfamiliar face.

He was short and hunched.

The face did not look old, but extremely ugly, with twisted features, triangular eyes, hooked nose, and a weird smile at the corner of the mouth.

This face would probably scare most children to tears on weekdays.

Su Jingzhe looked solemn, and he actually felt a sense of danger from this ugly thing.

"Who are you?" Su Jingzhe asked again.

"Haha, it seems that you are indeed Su Jingzhe.

It's not good to always kill the wrong person."

At this time, the ugly thing showed Su Jingzhe a weird smile again.