It turns out that I am a peerless warrior

"Yes, yes, yes, even if Miss likes it, she still likes the author of Dream of Red Mansions and Supreme Treasure. She will not like such an ordinary person." Maomao said meaningfully with a mischievous look.

"Shut up." The woman knocked Maomao's little head, and said with a pretty and worried face: "But tell me, is he also a mortal?"

"Hmm..." Maomao thought with his little head sullenly: "I don't think so. You see, although the characters in the Supreme Treasure are different from our cultivation methods, aren't they also very powerful? Even if they have to make them up, they are sure of themselves.

You also need to have a certain understanding of cultivation to write a book like this, right?"

"right."

The woman glanced at Maomao with admiration. She also thought that this was the case. A simple love novel might really be written by a mortal, but the Supreme Treasure is also a world of cultivation, and the characters in it are often thousands of miles apart.

, and even top-notch treasures like the Moonlight Box. How can such a world be written from the perspective of a mortal?

"Well Maomao, starting from today, you will help me search for this gentleman. I want to see him as soon as possible." The woman explained softly.

"Okay, okay, miss, I know what you are thinking, and I will send the message right away." Maomao covered his mouth and chuckled, and then retreated.

in the room.

Yi Feng changed his clothes and wiped them down before feeling much more comfortable.

Later, he grabbed a hare from the bamboo basket and came to the open space in front of the house. After driving for a day, he still had no gas and water. Now he settled down and rewarded himself as much as possible.

Immediately, I set up the barbecue grill. Remember http:// in one second.

Soon, a fragrant rabbit was roasted by Yi Feng. It was oily but not greasy, and it exuded an alluring fragrance, especially after Yi Feng sprinkled it with seasonings.

"Hmm, smells good!"

After smelling it, Yi Feng was not in a hurry to eat it. After all, the food that was just baked was very easy to get angry. Instead, he dug a small hole in the ground, took out the pheasant that had been wrapped in lotus leaves from the bamboo basket, and buried it.

Got in.

Then, he forked another grilled fish.

After a while, the grilled fish was cooked through, and the fish skin was crispy and looked full of appetite.

The beggar's chicken was also unearthed, and its fragrance was overflowing.

Although he is just a mortal, Yi Feng is never ambiguous about his life. Even if he can't finish his food, he always wants to enjoy it.

"A glass of good wine, it will be delicious."

Yi Feng also took out the wine gourd. When everything was done, Yi Feng clapped his hands with satisfaction.

With a chicken leg and a sip of wine, Yi Feng was satisfied.

Even though it was late autumn, there were still many small animals in the mountains. There were sounds like cicadas chirping, and many moths flew towards the fire.

Yi Feng looked up.

The bright moon hangs high, the bright moon is in the sky, and I have a few sips of wine