"Sweet, it's really fragrant. Brother Zhen's skills are amazing."

Duan Jianyuan drank three big bowls in a row, and Zhou Shu was almost the same. Wu Mingkong just took a sip and just pretended to be a drink.

"It's okay, but unfortunately there is not enough ingredients, so I can only do this." Wu Mingkong smiled and said nonsense. The person who taught him how to cook this hand was the head of the Five Elements Sect. The ingredients used to practice the hand are made of real dragons and giant Kuns, and the hand-practice kitchen utensils are made of various prehistoric alien species. Can this technique be endless?

Moreover, the soup cooked by Wu Mingkong is not only delicious, but it has other effects, which is to increase vitality. It is generally useless, but it will help you spontaneously when your life is in danger, which is equivalent to having an extra life.

"It's a pity that there is no wine today. If there is wine, it would be a big deal." Duan Jianyuan felt a little regretful. It seemed that the wine worm was hooked up.

Wu Mingkong didn't speak, he didn't drink. Although he also had the skill of brewing wine in cooking, he did, but he didn't go to brew. Why should he accommodate others? Unless the benefits are great enough, Wu Mingkong is so realistic.

"Senior brother, drinking alcohol has caused trouble. Master has told you how many times." Zhou Shu mentioned, from which we can judge that Duan Jianyuan is also a person who likes to drink, otherwise how could drinking alcohol make trouble.

"How can drinking be considered a mistake?" Duan Jianyuan's rebuttal was a little pale.

Wu Mingkong didn't say anything, just watched quietly because he noticed that a group of people were coming.

These two people are so powerful that they cannot detect the body tempering realm. Wu Mingkong is different. Although he no longer loses nanorobots, he can detect the movements and stillness of several miles in his perception.

I started a random divination and it was still auspicious.

The two of them were a little curious when they saw Wu Mingkong making a divination: "Brother Zhen, what is it?"

"It's nothing, I just want to calculate whether it will rain tonight." Wu Mingkong deliberated for a moment.

"Will it rain today?"

"Won't."

It is impossible to rain tonight. Even if it rains, Wu Mingkong will be there, and the heavenly stems and earthly branches will directly disperse the rain clouds, and it will not rain even if it rains.

"Brother Zhen, I wanted to ask before, why do you use black cloth strips to blindfold your eyes? Wouldn't it be very inconvenient to do this?" Duan Jianyuan was a little surprised. Not everyone could be like Ji Rengao, who could sense the closed eyes under Wu Mingkong's black cloth strips.

"Fortune telling, they are all blind people. I'm not blind. I can only mess with the whole black cloth strip and ask for something." Wu Mingkong gave a reason.

"Brother Zhen, why not calculate my marriage for me." Zhou Shu came up and said, he actually didn't believe in these things, but he felt that communicating with Wu Mingkong was very comfortable, especially after that pot of soup, Zhou Shu felt that he could become close friends with Wu Mingkong in the future, so when he heard Wu Mingkong's words, he couldn't help but come up to support him.

"If I can really make up for it, I will have to travel thousands of miles to southern Xinjiang to seek reunion?" Wu Mingkong asked back.

Zhou Shu was a little embarrassed this time, and what Wu Mingkong said was, this thing was originally fake.

During the conversation, the team of people that Wu Mingkong noticed had arrived at the ruined temple.

Wu Mingkong just noticed it before and did not seriously perceive how many people there were and who they were.

As soon as he looked up, Wu Mingkong saw clearly that from his outfit, it should be a team of escort agencies.

"The head of the ward, someone."

Duan Jianyuan also noticed the movement, stood up and fisted and looked at the team vigilantly. Zhou Shu was the same. Only Wu Mingkong was still sitting lazily. Heizi was black all over and in the corner of the dilapidated temple, and the bonfire could not see its figure, so he was not discovered by these corpses for a while.

"I wonder if the three of you can ask me to take a break here. We are the escorts under the Taihang Escort Agency, and Zhang De, the leader of this team of escorts, took the lead in breaking the deadlock. After all, they are latecomers, so naturally they have to explain.

"It's true, this place is a land without a home. We have been accustomed to the name of the Cang Lei Hand of the Taihang Escort Agency for a long time. We have been fascinated by it for a long time and have never seen it. Today, we are fortunate to be the true master of the Qingyuan Sect. We have obtained the order of the sect to go to meet with our elders, so we have a short rest here." Although Duan Jianyuan agreed, after all, the other party has many people.

"It turns out that it is a high-ranking player in the Qingyuan School. I have been admired for a long time. Thank you for the young hero over there." Zhang De also replied, then took people into the dilapidated temple and found a place to start living.

In fact, Duan Jianyuan didn't know Zhang De, the Cang Lei player at all. At most, he had heard of Taihang Escort Agency. The reason why he said this was just a flower sedan chair. The next sentence was the point, revealing that they had a backstage and were not easy to mess with. Moreover, if they dared to take action, when they did not meet with their elders after the time, the sect would come down to investigate.

The same is true for Zhang De. He first revealed that he was an escort from the Taihang Escort Agency. If he wanted to use a bad idea, he had to think about whether he could stop the revenge of the Taihang Escort Agency. Later, Duan Jianyuan revealed that he was a Qingyuan Sect. Although Zhang De had never been to the Qingyuan Sect, he also knew where it was. He was considered a sect that was not big or small.

The other party exposed the Qingyuan Sect, and the inner meaning of Zhang De's last sentence was that you know my backstage, and I also know your backstage, so it's better to be at peace.

Wu Mingkong eroded the emotions and all kinds of strange things from these people, thinking that these people were really good at playing and could understand each other. If Wu Mingkong had Guixu's two eyes, he might have believed what they had just said.

"The urban routine is deep. I want to go back to the countryside. The rural roads are slippery, and the routine is even more complicated." Wu Mingkong felt that he was just a novice in the martial arts world, and he really had to rely on recklessness when walking.

As soon as Wu Mingkong finished sighing, he noticed that someone was approaching again.

There are not many people this time, probably only one person.

"This is interesting. There are three waves of people in a small ruined temple. Is it a coincidence or..." Wu Mingkong looked at Duan Jianyuan and Zhou Shu, and couldn't help but make a divination for the two of them.

The two are normal, they don’t have much luck, and there are no major disasters recently, probably...

"It's not because of myself, although it's always a good match, I'll count the others this time."

Duan Jianyuan and Zhou Shu looked at Wu Mingkong and three more hexagrams.

"Brother Zhen, what's wrong?"

Wu Mingkong kept making trouble, it was really possible that this was because of himself.

First of all, the meaning of the difficulty of destiny before. Wu Mingkong felt that he was probably one of the sons of destiny in this copy, so he had a high blessing. In addition, the increase in the affinity ability of the Yin-Yang and Two-Yellow Body World, Wu Mingkong felt that not only reached the level of Long Hao's protagonist, the treatment was similar.

This is true. Wu Mingkong's luck is simply purple in the blue sky, but it is extremely precious. It is completely different from the fact that there is no trace of luck in reality before.

Then Wu Mingkong looked at the stadiumers next door, and he felt that this team might suffer, at least the rhythm of losing the stadium.
Chapter completed!