Douluo: I, the Son of the Sea God Pavilion, Peerless in the World

After driving for a long time, the group finally arrived at the junction of the Tianhun Empire and the Star Luo Empire.

On a flat ground, everyone set up a simple temporary resting spot.

Soon, wisps of cooking smoke began to rise here. Huo Yuhao took out the dried fish and mushrooms he usually dried, found a clean water source nearby, and wanted to stew fungus and fish soup for Su Qingfeng to drink.

At this time, Mr. Zhuang took out pieces of food of different colors from the soul guide and handed them to everyone and said lightly:

"Those who are hungry can eat it. Although the taste is average, this is a must-have food for inner courtyard disciples when they go out. It is refined and compressed using more than a dozen kinds of medicinal materials and several high-nutrition ingredients. It is rich in nutrients. It can help you recover your physical fitness in a very short time and is very good for your body.”

Su Qingfeng took it. The mask only covered the upper half of his face, so it did not affect his eating. The area below the nose was exposed in the air, which also made people feel delicate, and made him even more curious about the area covered by the mask.

Watching Su Qingfeng take a bite of the compressed food, others started eating one after another.

The disciples in the inner courtyard have become accustomed to this kind of compressed nutritious food, but the seven in the outer courtyard all have strange expressions on their faces.

The taste of these lumpy foods is very strange. After the reaction between the mouth and the saliva, a mixture of various drugs appears, which makes it difficult to swallow.

Even Su Qingfeng frowned, but it would be nice to eat something when going out.

"Sister Xiaotao, help me turn up the heat. The fish soup will be ready soon."

Here, Huo Yuhao asked Ma Xiaotao for help.

Ma Xiaotao also knew that Huo Yuhao's cooking was delicious, so she nodded and poured a ball of evil fire into the fire. Within a few seconds, the pot burned red and the soup inside began to roll.

After a while, Huo Yuhao judged that the mushroom and fish soup was almost cooked. He immediately took out a white bowl, filled it halfway, and then filled the bowl with the best fish and mushrooms in the pot, exposing the A happy smile.

Just as he was about to serve it to Su Qingfeng, Ma Xiaotao asked quickly: "Huo Yuhao, who are you going to serve this bowl of soup to?"

"Of course it's Brother Qingfeng. I said when I was in the academy that as long as Brother Qingfeng needs it, I'm willing to cook for him for the rest of my life, hehe." Huo Yuhao said.

With a dark look on her face, Ma Xiaotao took the fish soup from Huo Yuhao's hand and said, "You are a boy. You are always thinking about cooking every day. You have no future. I will deliver the soup."

Huo Yuhao muttered a little aggrievedly: "It's not like cooking for others. Cooking for Brother Qingfeng for the rest of his life is not worthless."

After saying that, Huo Yuhao had no choice but to serve the remaining fish soup to others one after another.

Ma Xiaotao came to Su Qingfeng with the fish soup and showed a rare smile: "Uncle Master, this is Huo Yuhao's soup. Do you want to try it?"

"Thanks."

Su Qingfeng had a very charming smile on her lips. She took a few sips of the fish soup to warm her stomach.

At this time, Dai Yueheng had already gone to the military camp ahead to inquire about the situation. It was the Xingluo army stationed outside the Mingdou Mountains. As the eldest son of Duke White Tiger, he had a certain status in the Xingluo army.

One is to find out the current situation in the Mingdou Mountains, and the other is to allow the Xingluo Army to send a group of people to cooperate with their actions.

Xiao Xiao drank a few mouthfuls of fish soup. Although she felt it was much more delicious than compressed nutritious food, there was always something pressing in her heart and she couldn't eat much at all.

At this time, he saw that everyone was eating and drinking, so he plucked up the courage and came to Su Qingfeng's side, "Specially selected student... No, Holy Son, can I have a few words with you alone?"

"What do you want to say? Can't you say it here?"

Ma Xiaotao was nearby, and when she heard that she was going to chat alone, she immediately became jealous.

"No...I'm sorry, because I wanted to say something that is not so public, so..."

Facing Ma Xiaotao's powerful aura, Xiao Xiao suddenly became confused and stuttered when speaking.

"Okay, Sister Xiaotao, don't scare her."

Su Qingfeng said, "What can I do for you?"

Maybe some little girls have something on their minds, so they can't say some things in front of others. When they reached a corner, Su Qingfeng looked at Xiao Xiao calmly and said.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Xiao's petite body bowed to him directly, "I'm sorry, I was impulsive before in the outer courtyard. I didn't know that you were the Holy Son. The reason why you wore the mask was because you were very good-looking, not because you couldn't see him. Man, I’m sorry!”

Xiao Xiao bent down, almost only as high as Su Qingfeng's thigh, and his head was facing five inches below his abdomen.

Su Qingfeng calmly waved her hand: "I thought something was wrong, but it turns out that's the case. Don't take it to heart. I have never cared about these things. What's more, it is indeed shameful. He is so handsome. Isn’t it also shameful?”

"Huh? Um...yeah!"

Xiao Xiao was stunned for a moment. Looking at Su Qingfeng's indifferent expression, the knot in his heart was untied.

It turns out that I am being stingy. The Holy Son is so good-looking and looks like a fairy. How could he be so petty?

"If there is nothing else, let's go back." Su Qingfeng continued.

Xiao Xiao took Su Qingfeng's hand and blushed, "Wait...wait a minute."

"What's wrong?" Su Qingfeng turned around and asked.

"Well, I want to play Xiao for you..."

Xiao Xiao pinched her fingers and said a little shyly. It looked like the little girl was a little coy.

"Ah? Isn't this bad? We are still so young and we have progressed to this point? Isn't this bad?"

After hearing this, Su Qingfeng's whole body seemed to turn into a Chinese color. Help me blow a whistle. What kind of tiger and wolf words are these?

"Does this have anything to do with age? I have watched my mother play the flute for my father since I was a child. After I was six years old, I also worked hard to learn to play the flute. My mother didn't say there is an age limit for playing the flute?"

The innocent Xiao Xiao said with his eyes widened.

The next moment, the aura on her body changed, and a green jade flute appeared in her hand. This jade flute was very long, with vivid phoenix reliefs on it.

The wind was blowing her skirt, and Xiao Xiao, who was holding a hole in her hand, had a fairy-like beauty, but this level of fairy dust was incomparable to Su Qingfeng.

Seeing Xiao Xiao reveal his martial spirit and the nine phoenixes coming to perform the ritual flute, Su Qingfeng suddenly understood and thought to himself: "It turns out that this is the Xiao Xiao that I am playing. It scared me to death..."

He almost thought that the Xiao family was so open and explosive, letting his daughter watch his wife blowing for him...

Sorry, I, Su Qingfeng, misunderstood!

"Everyone is eating. If they listen to music, their appetite may improve."

Su Qingfeng smiled.

Xiao Xiao shook her head: "No, no, I can only listen to this song for you!"

"Um?"

Su Qingfeng was stunned for a moment and vaguely understood. Could this little girl be playing the flute to express her love for him?

"The dance of nine phoenixes, the sound of seeking dragon~"

Xiao Xiao stood on a big rock, the wind gently blowing her clothes. Jiufenglai placed the ceremonial flute to her lips, and the beautiful Xiao sound began to spread out.

My mother said that this song Nine Phoenixes Seeking the Dragon can only be played for one person in a lifetime.

If you meet a man whom you will never forget and whom you are sure you will love for the rest of your life, you must seize any opportunity to play to him.

Otherwise, the wail of Jiufeng will not only cause mental damage to the owner of the martial spirit, but will also lose the gorgeous and noble color of Jiufeng from now on!