Alchemy & Martial Supreme

Since the poison demon forces began to attack the Tianlong World, the number of warriors coming to the town has become less and less day by day.

And because the residents of the town rarely go out, they don't know what is going on with the war now.

He had asked Qin Ming before, but Qin Ming was only a one-star demon hunter and didn't know about it.

"Although we are at a disadvantage now, I believe that the war will turn around. Don't be too desperate. Drinking will harm your health." The boss patted Feng Bai on the shoulder and advised.

Although Feng Bai also drank alcohol in the past, he always bought it by the bottle.

Before, he moved a large jar, enough for one person to drink for a month. Just a few days later, he came to move another jar.

It was obvious that he had finished all the wine before. Drinking like this, in his opinion, there was only one possibility. Because he was too desperate, he gave up on himself and let the wine paralyze him.

Feng Bai smiled and didn't refute. He carried the wine, waved his hand, and strode towards home.

"The wine is ready, and the pork legs are also available." Looking at the pork legs and a large jar of wine on the table, Feng Bai rubbed his hands and started roasting the pork legs.

Grandpa had detained Min Qing for three days because he was drunk at his place. ??

For the past three days, he had been thinking about the roasted pork leg made by Qin Ming, and his mouth watered every time he recalled it.

No matter how much he begged his grandfather, he still wouldn't let him go out. Today, he tried hard to persuade him to go out, but he had been warned not to see Min Qing.

Since you can't go to Qin Ming's place, then do it yourself.

After rubbing his hands, Feng Bai started to work.

As a child from a poor family, cooking is Feng Bai's specialty, and soon the fragrant pork legs were roasted.

"Although the color is a little worse than the one made by Min Qing, the smell is quite good." Looking at the pork leg in front of him

, Feng Bai placed the bowls, poured a full bowl of wine, couldn't wait to grab a large piece of meat, and started chewing.

"Bah..." Feng Bai just took a bite and spit it out.

It's not that it's particularly hard to swallow. If it were before, Feng Bai would definitely eat it all without wasting any.

But after eating Min Qing's roasted pork leg, eating ordinary pork legs made by myself is a bit boring.

At this time, in the room, grandpa came out after smelling the fragrance. Seeing the food on the table, he smiled and said, "Why didn't you call me when the food was ready?"

Normally, Feng Bai calls his grandfather first and lets him use his chopsticks before he starts eating.

This time, I thought the barbecue I made was as delicious as Min Qing's, so I couldn't wait to use my chopsticks first.

The old man ‘Feng Houhuo’ picked up the chopsticks, picked up a piece of meat, and ate it. “It tastes good. Pour a bowl of wine for grandpa.”

It’s okay to have meat but no wine, Fenghou Huo put the bowl in front of Feng Bai and said.

Feng Bai was also very happy to see that grandpa loved to eat. After helping grandpa pour the wine, the two started eating and drinking together.

"Grandpa, Min Qing's roasted meat is really delicious, the taste... yummy..." Feng Bai thought of Min Qing's roasted meat and his mouth watered.

Hearing this, Feng Houhuo frowned and said, "Wait seven days. After seven days, the secret realm will be opened and you will be able to break through to the dragon realm."

"When the time comes, whether you want to join the Demon Hunters Association or make friends with Qin Ming, grandpa won't stop you."

"Although only the blood of our Feng family can open the secret realm of the blast, there may not be people with evil intentions who will take advantage of it."

"Some ancient forces know the glorious history of our Feng family thousands of years ago, and they may covet the secrets of our Feng family." Since the poison demon forces began to attack Tianlong World, the number of warriors coming to the town has been getting smaller and smaller day by day.

And because the residents of the town rarely go out, they don't know what is going on with the war now.

He had asked Qin Ming before, but Qin Ming was only a one-star demon hunter and didn't know about it.

"Although we are at a disadvantage now, I believe that the war will turn around. Don't be too desperate. Drinking will harm your health." The boss patted Feng Bai on the shoulder and advised.

Although Feng Bai also drank alcohol in the past, he always bought it by the bottle.

Before, he moved a large jar, enough for one person to drink for a month. Just a few days later, he came to move another jar.

It was obvious that he had finished all the wine before. Drinking like this, in his opinion, there was only one possibility. Because he was too desperate, he gave up on himself and let the wine paralyze him.

Feng Bai smiled and didn't refute. He carried the wine, waved his hand, and strode towards home.

"The wine is ready, and the pork legs are also available." Looking at the pork legs and a large jar of wine on the table, Feng Bai rubbed his hands and started roasting the pork legs.

Grandpa had detained Min Qing for three days because he was drunk at his place.

For the past three days, he had been thinking about the roasted pork leg made by Qin Ming, and his mouth watered every time he recalled it.

No matter how much he begged his grandfather, he still wouldn't let him go out. Today, he tried hard to persuade him to go out, but he had been warned not to see Min Qing.

Since you can't go to Qin Ming's place, then do it yourself.

After rubbing his hands, Feng Bai started to work.

As a child from a poor family, cooking is Feng Bai's specialty, and soon the fragrant pork legs were roasted.

"Although the color is a little worse than the one made by Min Qing, the smell is quite good." Looking at the pork leg in front of him

, Feng Bai placed the bowls, poured a full bowl of wine, couldn't wait to grab a large piece of meat, and started chewing.

"Bah..." Feng Bai just took a bite and spit it out.

It's not that it's particularly hard to swallow. If it were before, Feng Bai would definitely eat it all without wasting any.

But after eating Min Qing's roasted pork leg, eating ordinary pork legs made by myself is a bit boring.

At this time, in the room, grandpa came out after smelling the fragrance. Seeing the food on the table, he smiled and said, "Why didn't you call me when the food was ready?"

Normally, Feng Bai calls his grandfather first and lets him use his chopsticks before he starts eating.

This time, I thought the barbecue I made was as delicious as Min Qing's, so I couldn't wait to use my chopsticks first.

The old man ‘Feng Houhuo’ picked up the chopsticks, picked up a piece of meat, and ate it. “It tastes good. Pour a bowl of wine for grandpa.”

It’s okay to have meat but no wine, Fenghou Huo put the bowl in front of Feng Bai and said.

Feng Bai was also very happy to see that grandpa loved to eat. After helping grandpa pour the wine, the two started eating and drinking together.

"Grandpa, Min Qing's roasted meat is really delicious, the taste... yummy..." Feng Bai thought of Min Qing's roasted meat and his mouth watered.

Hearing this, Feng Houhuo frowned and said, "Wait seven days. After seven days, the secret realm will be opened and you will be able to break through to the dragon realm."

"When the time comes, whether you want to join the Demon Hunters Association or make friends with Qin Ming, grandpa won't stop you."

"Although only the blood of our Feng family can open the secret realm of the blast, there may not be people with evil intentions who will take advantage of it."

"Some ancient forces know the glorious history of our Feng family thousands of years ago, and they may covet the secrets of our Feng family."