Xia Fan looked at the chicken head he was holding, smiled and shrugged, "I won't give this to my two junior sisters. Next time I'll visit my mountain and make it for you alone. Next time I'll get other food to add food."

"Okay, that's all." Fairy Yun Xi was still a little confused about how to face Xia Fan, but the Qinglian Taoist girl agreed immediately.

At this moment, seeing that the husband had already started eating, everyone was also lying on their heads and eating seriously.

Everyone knows that Mr. This rice is not ordinary. Although I haven’t figured out the specifics yet, it is definitely unusual. But even if I know this, just in terms of taste, Mr. This rice is no different from normal. Eating dry rice is completely different from adding dishes, especially the level of water, fire tea and fragrant chicken.

"Well, it tastes delicious, it's just a little less, and I've only eaten 80% full..." Shi Yong ate the fastest, and he finished a bowl of rice in a few big bites, and then chewed a large piece of meat and even bones. With the addition of vegetables, it was indeed much better than eating dried rice. Just patting his stomach, Shi Yong was a little unsatisfied.

"Eight points...I'm six points full..." When I heard the seventh senior brother Shi Yong say that he was eight points full, the lone wolf after eating was very strange because he was only six points full.

"Seven Fen." Jianqi rarely said anything, but when he heard them all say it, he also said.

"No, I'm only five points full!" There was not much food, and everyone finished eating. The Thirteenth Prince was the youngest, but he looked at everyone unexpectedly. He felt that he was getting hungry as he ate. The hunger he felt a little uncomfortable.

"Uh..." At this moment, Xia Fan burped, which immediately attracted everyone's attention.

Xia Fan looked at the little left in the bowl, and he really couldn't eat it anymore. Not to mention him before, even if Dudu was full, he could just help with a massage and then eat it again. But at this moment, Xia Fan was really the same as when the mortals were about to vomit, and he couldn't eat the remaining little bit of the bowl.

And the burp made him understand without saying anything that everyone could understand that he was already full.

Seeing everyone looking at him with strange eyes, Xia Fan could only relax his shoulders helplessly. In front of a group of people who were not full or even hungry, he did not intend to show that he was really overwhelmed.

"Come on?" At this time, seeing the 13th Prince, the eighth junior brother, looked very hungry, Xia Fan pointed to the leftover food he had eaten.

If someone else dares to ask the thirteenth prince if he uses the leftover food he has, he will definitely be asking for death.

But at this moment, this scene, made everyone suddenly think of what happened before, with only smiles. The Thirteenth Prince was stunned for a moment, and then he was about to turn his head and snorted coldly and ignored Xia Fan. However, the pain of eating five points full, the pain of transcending alone hunger from the depths of his soul made him really uncomfortable. When he thought about not having eaten Xia Fan's leftover rice before, what is this...

And Xia Fan also asked, are he still afraid?

"Hmph, eat!" Thinking of this, the Thirteenth Prince snorted, got up and grabbed Xia Fan's bowl, and ate it directly. There was not much leftover rice, and he finished it in a few bites. He was still helpless after finishing it, because even so, he was only six points full.

"I'm seven percent full, less than eight percent..." At this time, Xiao Dan King had already finished eating.

Then the Qinglian Taoist girl and Fairy Yun Xi finished eating, and they were both the same, both of them were eighty-minute full. On the contrary, Ying Wudi finished eating the food last because after the meal, he took out the silk scutellar and wiped it gently, put the bowls and chopsticks back before looking at everyone.

Seeing everyone looking at him, he finally glanced at Xia Fan, a little strange and puzzled, and then spoke.

"Nine points full."

Everyone was not stupid. The reason for this was that they also realized that the husband's meal was extraordinary, but they didn't know what was going on. At this time, they wanted to figure it out. The same amount of portion, no matter the size of the meal, was completely different, and the fullness was very special.

Based on these situations, they were also thinking about it, but the gentleman had finished eating and left, and the Ghostly Man had already started to clean up the dishes.

"Or... let's go and ask the sir, what's going on?" At this time, the Thirteenth Prince, who felt very hungry, looked at everyone and looked at me. I looked at you and made a suggestion.

"It's not important..." Almost at the same time, Xia Fan, Qinglian Dao Nu, Ying Wudi and others, except for the Jianqian's words, the others spoke in unison, and after they finished speaking, they all looked at each other in a daze.

Because when the Thirteenth Prince made this opinion, they subconsciously thought of the gentleman's reaction.

"I have something to do, I have to go back to the cave to comprehend... buzz..." He was slightly stunned. Ying Wudi stood up and prepared to leave first, but at this moment, the identity jade plaque on his body suddenly flashed, but he became the posthumous disciple this month.

Ying Wudi was slightly stunned. Although there were not many things for the disciples who were on duty, he could not completely retreat and ignore the world. At this time, he should have been completely retreating and reciting, but he did not expect to become the disciples who were on duty at this time.

This makes people feel like they are raining all night, as if all the bad and troubled things are gathered together.

Ying Wudi himself was also a little surprised, but then he still took a step away. Originally, when Ying Wudi said he would leave, everyone else stood up, but when he saw that it was Ying Wudi's turn to be on the post, they were also a little surprised.

"Well... should we ask? After all, the second senior brother needs time now... Or, change it?" Seeing Ying Wudi fly away in an instant, the Thirteenth Prince couldn't help but whisper and ask everyone for their opinions. After all, he has no experience in interacting with others in this area, but he always feels that Ying Wudi doesn't seem to be a personal disciple at this time. He should calm down and practice hard to recover.

Although he didn't quite understand what the teacher said at that time, since he taught the second senior brother the method of re-cultivation and recovery, he still had a chance. Now he has just been abolished and needs to be recuperated.

Others also have this meaning. They don’t mind changing with Ying Wudi, but what do you think...

"He is the second senior brother of Qiankun Sect, second only to this senior brother. As for this little thing, you are so nervous. Are you looking down on your second senior brother? Do you remember what the master said..." Just when the Thirteenth Prince suggested that everyone was interested in discussing this issue, Xia Fan stood up and left.

But his man rushed into the mountains and forests in a flash, but the voice came out, which was completely different from what everyone thought.

"It doesn't matter..." Hearing Xia Fan's words, the Thirteenth Prince, Lone Wolf and Qinglian Dao Nu subconsciously said the three words again.

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The Han Dynasty had a vast territory, but it was gradually no longer its territory nearly 60,000 miles eastward. It was located at the junction and between several powerful sects, and was the favorite place for casual cultivators.

In this area, some special transactions and gathering places were naturally born, and some small cities were also born. Here, relying on an ice fog spring, a small ice fog city was formed in a place with a little more spiritual energy than ordinary places. Those who can survive here are practitioners. At this time, a slightly drunk figure swayed into a trading venue. The trading venue is a place that integrates auctions, pawn shops, and transactions.

The slightly drunk man who came in slowly looked up and turned out to be the young master Yuquan who was severely injured by a lone wolf in Hanjing City. However, at this time, Yuquan's young master had less of the young master's aura and had more vicissitudes. After tens of thousands of miles of road, he experienced more than a dozen battles, encountered interceptions, dangers, and many things that he had never experienced in his life.

But he really didn't want to go back to the capital of Han. He felt that although the Han Dynasty was big, there was no place for him to live. He had already had a quarrel with his family. Now that the sect doesn't go in, he has not gone in to make trouble for the Qiankun Sect. He was actually severely injured and forced to leave by the smallest lone wolf of the Qiankun Sect. What kind of face does he have to go back?

Leaving, he wanted to completely leave the Han Dynasty, but along the way, there were only a few spiritual jade coins left on him. In the cultivation world, spiritual jade coins are the most basic universal currency. If you buy more advanced things, you need spiritual jade. Sikong Yu, the young master of Yuquan, came to this trading venue to pawn some things in exchange for spiritual jade coins.

"All...because..." After Sikong Yu came in, he ignored the receptionist and took out a bunch of things and threw them on the table. He wanted to change the spiritual jade coins as soon as possible and then go to get drunk. The battles he encountered along the way also made his injuries not healed. With the spiritual jade coins, he could buy some pills.

"Hello, you are all secular things and you can't exchange a few spiritual jade coins at all. You should go to the street stall to change this kind of goods. Our trading venue will not do such transactions." But the receptionist looked at the things Sikong Yu put down, fiddled with his hands for a few times before immediately giving an answer.

However, although the tone of this answer is OK, it actually contains disdain. Although secular gold and spiritual jade coins can also be exchanged, gold and secular objects are not circulated very much in the world of real practitioners, so it will be lowered.

"What did you say, bang..." Sikong Yu, who was already full of anger, burst out immediately when he heard it. He actually said that the things he took out were not valuable, what is his identity and status, and the damn guy. He slapped it and the table beside him shattered.

"Dare to come to the trading venue to cause trouble and beat him out." The receptionist also called out the order when he saw this situation, and immediately several figures rushed out. Those who dared to open a trading venue in such a gathering place where casual cultivators gathered would not be ordinary.

"Get out of here, bang bang...bang..." But the people who rushed out were all from the Foundation Establishment Stage. Although there were two ninth-level existences in the Foundation Establishment Stage, they were not enough to see Sikong Yu. Before Sikong Yu approached, they had already been bombarded by Sikong Yu with his arms raised.

The next moment, Sikong Yu took a step forward, opened his palm directly, and grabbed the receptionist's neck.

He was suppressed all the way, and Sikong Yu, who burst out at this moment, looked at him with a ferocious look: "You... say what kind of person is this? Open your dog's eyes and take a look. What kind of person is this?"

"You...uh..." The man was about to be crushed and could not speak at all.

"Young man, don't be impulsive, boom..." At this moment, an old man's voice sounded from the inner courtyard. The next moment, a huge lizard monster with wings appeared from above, and huge pressure enveloped Sikong Yu.

That kind of power can only be emitted after exceeding the sixth level of the Spiritual Growth Period, allowing the spirit beasts you raise to have almost physical power and great pressure.

"Well..." Faced with huge pressure, Sikong Yu raised his hand and had already been in his hand. Although he had fought many battles along the way, Young Master Yuquan has never used the feather sword since he fought with Gulang. That battle caused a huge setback to his whole heart. But this time it was different. This was the most powerful existence he had encountered. He took out the feather sword as soon as possible.

At this moment, an old man with long hair was disguised and hooked nose walked out, glanced at Sikong Yu and the feather sword in his hand, his brows jumped slightly, and then he immediately became kind.

"Looking at your sword wound, you still carry the blood of a demon cultivator in your sword. Obviously, you are also a very good young man in the sect. If my subordinates in the trading field have offended me, I will apologize here. If you encounter any difficulties when you go out, just speak up." After the old man released his powerful power, he then smiled kindly, and the huge spiritual beast in the air disappeared in an instant.

The threat disappeared, but Sikong Yu suddenly became much more awake. This old man was definitely not something he could deal with now. It was indeed his impulse just now. He had loosened his hand and threw the man down.

"I don't need other people's charity, hum..." Sikong Yu raised his hand, put away his things and was about to leave.

But his steps had just taken out, and the next moment he suddenly stopped. He turned his head and looked at the old man, raising the feather sword in his hand.

"What did you... just said, what's up there?"

The old man was surprised, but he said: "The spirit beast I raised is a bloodthirsty spirit lizard, which is particularly sensitive to blood. Although the stain on your sword has been a while, it has not been cleared. It should have fought with a pure demon cultivator and severely injured the other party. Not only that, those who can have such blood may no longer be able to be in the Han Dynasty. They should be the purest demon cultivator in other countries, and even have some special demon blood."

"Demon Cultivator...Demon Blood..." Sikong Yu murmured to himself, looking at the Fengyu Sword in his hand, recalling what had happened before, suddenly raised his hand and instantly pinched the magic trick. As a former disciple of the Yuquan Sect, although his cultivation level has not reached too high, he can do many special things due to his status. This unique method of identifying demon cultivators and identifying demon blood appears immediately.

"Swish swish swish swish..." The spell used by Sikong Yu spiraled around the feather sword, and gradually the demon blood aura above was evaporated and manifested by it, and a rich demonic energy appeared. The demonic energy gradually condensed a trace of the figure of a lonely wolf.

"Hahaha... it's him, haha, you're dead, see how arrogant you are, haha..." Seeing this scene, Sikong Yu burst out and burst out of the Fengyu Sword, the sword wrapped in by others, and instantly rushed out of the door and soared into the sky.

The old man with the hook nose and the people in the trading yard didn't understand what was going on, but the receptionist who was almost killed was relieved at this moment.

"You... cough... why did you let him go..." He looked at the old man offering in confusion.
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