Gu Yang felt very fucked.

This feeling of being bad about others behind the scenes but being heard by the person involved is simply a complete loss.

Although he wanted to complain first with shameless evil people, he spoke out righteously for the people who came to blame him for not inviting himself, and even eavesdropping on their conversations with such immoral behavior.

However, when he turned around and saw who the person was, he unconsciously closed his mouth.

Cao Ziming.

The first disciple of the chef god who chuang Wenshu was also the leader of the contemporary chef god lineage.

Gu Yang is not unfamiliar with him, after all, he has eaten medicinal meals prepared by others more than once.

Although I paid, I finally have some feelings.

Moreover, Cao Ziming's own strength is also quite good. He had already cultivated to the peak of the emperor level a few years ago. His strength is comparable to the chef god before he disappeared.

Of course, if Cao Ziming was the only one, Gu Yang wouldn't seem so uncomfortable. After all, his strength is three points stronger than Cao Ziming, and he is older than him, so there is no need to give this guy who likes to hang out in the corner.

But this time, Cao Ziming came here alone. There was also a wheelchair next to him. On the wheelchair was a drooping old man with white hair and dry skin all over his face and wrinkled and thin all over his body.

More importantly, Gu Yang also knew this old man.

"It turns out that Mr. Zang was personally. I have misunderstood. Please forgive me for your crime!" Gu Yang gritted his teeth and walked up to greet the old man in great embarrassment. "After fifty years, I am so happy to see Mr. Zang again."

That's right.

The old man Cao Ziming brought was the chef himself, who had been missing for more than fifty years and had been rumored to have died.

Gu Yang didn't expect that he finally said something bad about someone behind his back, but he was just heard by the real owner!

This is so unlucky, so embarrassing!

Ye Hanshuang and Ling Tian next to him looked at each other at the same time, and they couldn't help but look at each other. They didn't expect that Principal Gu Yang, who had always been strong, would treat such courtesy to an old man who seemed to have no cultivation.

Moreover, from the name Gu Yang gave this old man, they vaguely guessed the identity of the old man. While surprised, they gave Gu Yang a look of self-seeking blessings.

There is no way, who made Gu Yang unlucky? He just disliked the chef's lineage, and he just happened to meet the ancestor of the chef's lineage who came here in person?

Zang Wenshu didn't say anything. As soon as he came in, his eyes fell unconsciously on Yang Fan who was waving his knife in the surveillance screen.

"Who is this boy?"

A deep voice of dusk sounded from the mouth of Wenshu, with a weak breath, and a sound like a bellows, giving people a feeling that they could not get angry at any time.

As soon as Zang Wenshu said the words, Gu Yang, Ye Hanshuang and Ling Tian were all stunned, and they couldn't help but look up at Cao Ziming next to Zang Wenshu.

They were discussing just now that Yang Fan is very likely to have a deep connection with the chef god lineage, otherwise how could he practice the family-born skills of the chef god lineage, the chef Ding's sword technique to such a state?

But now, Zang Wenshu doesn't know Yang Fan at all, so the three of them can't help but look at Cao Ziming, the head of the chef god lineage.

Cao Ziming was a little confused by the three of them and said dissatisfiedly: "What do you think of Cao like this? Should Cao know the identity of this young man?"

"Do you think that anyone who practices the Kung Sword Skilling Counterfeit Sword should be from my chef god lineage, and I, Mr. Cao, should know me?"

What kind of logic is this?

Their chef's method of cutting a ox sword in the lineage has long been announced to the public. There are more people in this world who know this set of swordsmanship, but except for their chef's disciples, few outsiders have been able to practice it.

But having few does not mean that there is no at all. There are many people in the federal domains, and there are always some warriors who are very interested in cooking. Is it strange that someone can practice the Kowteng Sword Art to the entry-level or even proficient level?

Gu Yang curled his lips. Except for people from their Chef God lineage, who would have a normal warrior so much that he would dissect the monsters and play with it?

Moreover, as far as he knows, even if you want to get started, you have to dissect more than a thousand monsters of various types. If you are proficient, you are at least ten times more than the beginning.

Such a boring and cumbersome way of cultivation, if there is no guidance from seniors and no perseverance, how many people in the world can persist?

Therefore, among the entire federal human race, almost all the warriors or chefs who were proficient in the art of slapping the knives were inheritors of the chef god lineage.

"He is not the descendant of my chef god lineage."

At this time, Zang Wenshu said softly: "The sword technique he used was not the sword technique of the cook god's lineage, or the sword technique of the cook's knife that I created back then."

"The sword technique he is using now is much more exquisite and sharper than the sword technique of "The Sword of the Kuiding Knife". I saw a trace of the aura of the rules of the Great Dao from his sword intent."

"Tell me who is this young man and who is his master?"

Zang Wenshu's tone became a little enthusiastic. He also left behind the scenes of Gu Yang saying bad things about their chef god's lineage behind his back.

Now, he is very eager to know the identity of the young man who is dancing with a knife in the video.

"Yang Fan!" Gu Yang replied in a straight voice: "He is my freshman in this year's Wuhan University of Beijing, Yang Fan!"

"Yang Fan?" Cao Ziming said in surprise: "It's Yang Fan, the imperial doctor and the imperial soul refiner?!"

This is too surprising!

Cao Ziming could never imagine that the legendary first federal doctor and first soul refiner were actually in the same lineage as their chef god!

Look at his magical sword skills, the mutton rolls that he made were as thin as cicada wings, and the artifact kitchen knife he was holding.

If he said outside, if he was not a chef, but a doctor or soul refiner, who would dare to believe it?

This boy is born to be a chef!

"Yes, it's this Yang Fan." Gu Yang's eyes gently swept over Zang Wenshu's body, and asked in a voice: "Zang Lao is here this time, probably because he is here to seek medical treatment, right?"

This is a bit of a question. Yizang Wenshu is now in such a state of physical condition that he may die at any time. If it weren't for seeking medical treatment, it would definitely not have appeared in Jinghua City and in his principal's office.

The reason why Gu Yang asked this was just to remind these two people in secret that this is the territory of their Beijing Wuhan University after all, and Yang Fan is a student of their Beijing Wuhan University after all. If you want to poach people, there is no way!

Don’t blame Gu Yang for thinking too much. Look at the little eyes that Zang Wenshu and Cao Ziming could not move away when they looked at Yang Fan. How could Gu Yang not guess what they were thinking?

Moreover, Yang Fan also seems to be very interested in cooking. When they meet, they will inevitably have a similar smell. If they are really kidnapped by these two old foxes, where can they make sense?

Zang Wenshu's eyes finally shifted from the screen and fell faintly on Gu Yang's face.

"Principal Gu said it well, we are indeed here to seek medical treatment."

"I was broken and should have reunited with my brothers underground fifty years ago, but I didn't expect that I would have been living so hard until now."

"I thought I would never have a chance to stand up in my life. But I didn't expect that when I thought I was about to return to the underworld, I actually heard that there was an imperial doctor and an imperial soul refiner out of thin air in the Federation. So, I came straight with me."

Cao Ziming also interjected from the side: "Principal Gu, can you ask this Dr. Yang Fan to come and treat my master now? If Dr. Yang Fan is inconvenient, we can go and find him!"

After waiting for so many years, I finally saw a glimmer of hope. Whether it is Cao Ziming or Tibetan Wenshu, they can't wait.

Gu Yang understood their current mood very well. After all, most of the warriors who came to Beijing to seek medical treatment these days were in the situation of collecting and entertaining books.

They have been disabled for decades and have been abandoned for decades, but they will not give up any hope of recovery.

However, Gu Yang shook his head lightly: "Sorry, I'm afraid it won't work now."

"You two saw it too. Yang Fan is now receiving the inheritance and baptism of the heroic ancestors in the Heroic Spirit Hall in our school, and there is no interruption in a short period of time."

"So, I have to ask Mr. Zang and Brother Cao to wait one more day. When tomorrow, when the inheritance is over, Yang Fan will be automatically teleported out of the Heroic Spirit Hall."

Zang Wenshu and Cao Ziming's mouth twitched at the same time, and their eyes couldn't help but return to Yang Fan's body again.

I couldn't help but want to ask Gu Yang.

You call this kind of meat-cutting hotpot called inheritance and baptism. Who are you? Bullying them for not receiving gifts from heroes or what?

In the picture, Yang Fan, who was a little hungry because of the knife skills, had already set up a hot pot and started to simmer the mutton. He ate it so deliciously. Even through the screen, they all seemed to smell the fragrance of king-level mutton.

Seeing this situation, Gu Yang was also embarrassed and blushed a little.

Although what he said was indeed the truth and did not mean to deliberately delay and make things difficult, Yang Fan did not seem to accept the inheritance of heroic spirits in this way now.

The Heroic Spirit Hall of Beijing Wuhan University has been opened for so long, and there are not a thousand or eight hundred students. No one has ever dared to be like Yang Fan. After getting the qualification to enter the hall, he did not practice hard. Instead, he practiced sword skills and started hot pot.

It's also mutton hotpot!
Chapter completed!