Lord of the Night

Xue Fuxiao nodded and said: "Are you talking about the two blood tigers? They are indeed far worse than this vegetable cow. Those two blood tigers look too disgusting and smell too bad."

"This is not a vegetable cow, it is a Hong beef. Look at it like this, it is still a Hong calf. It contains the essence of the Hong calf. It should be a Hong calf that is still underage and has not been mated. This kind of boy beef is the most delicious."

Duan Xiyang corrected, then stretched out his hand: "Bring the knife."

"Get out! Are you using my love knife to cut beef?"

"You have cut human flesh and I don't mind it."

Duan Xiyang said: "If my dream-breaking gun is not suitable for cutting, who would use your broken knife?"

Xue Fuxiao threw the knife over and said, "Be careful, don't let my knife bite you back."

Duan Xiyang sighed: "Your joke is so cold."

As he spoke, he killed Hong Xiaoniu with a single blow of his knife, and then peeled off the skin carefully, very seriously.

Xue Fuxiao stood on the side, supervising Duan Xiyang's work, and said: "Yes, that's it. It needs to be cut along the texture of the meat, silky and smooth, and then grilled to make it delicious. Your dream-shattering gun is There is no such function."

"That's why I have to use your knife."

Duan Xiyang said: "My gun will be grilled while wearing beef, just in time to make a meat pick."

"makes sense."

Qing Zhanqing Dao and Dream Broken Gun began to discuss what was delicious about Hong Xiaoniu.

Love-cutting knife and dream-breaking gun: "..."

Damn it!

I am a magic weapon!

A spiritual weapon!

It was a waste of money to fall into the hands of these two people.

Not long after, Duan Xiyang shouted: "Come on!"

The Bone-Shattering Dream Spear whined and flew helplessly. The gun body suddenly became ten feet long and floated in the air.

Duan Xiyang carefully put the beef on top piece by piece.

Then with a thought, a row of faint blue fire appeared below.

The roasted beef sizzles instantly.

Duan Xiyang kept taking out various seasonings and sprinkled them on the beef, and the aroma immediately filled the air.

"My method can preserve the spiritual energy in the meat to the maximum extent, and the energy of Broken Dreams is also wrapped in it. No matter what, it is impossible to burn it to the point of being inedible. Lao Xue, you are in for a treat today."

Duan Xiyang grilled the meat carefully.

Xue Fuxiao said: "If nothing else, Lao Duan, your barbecue skills are indeed good. If you set up a stall, you will definitely make a fortune."

Duan Xiyang said without mercy: "The ones I baked are naturally delicious, but they are not as tasty as the ones you made. I can't even swallow them. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't eat a bite."

Xue Fuxiao was furious: "Then you'll be the one to do it from now on."

"You think beautifully."

Duan Xiyang said: "The number one master of the Guardians worked hard to roast meat for me to eat, and I will eat it when it is roasted into a piece of shit!"

Xue Fuxiao snorted. She was not as good at cooking as the other party, so she could only let the other party ridicule her. But after hearing the last word, she finally burst into laughter: "You'll eat it if it's really roasted into a piece of shit?"

Duan Xiyang said angrily: "If you do something mean again, I will eat the cow treasure myself."

"Don't...Have half for one person. The bullwhip belongs to me!"

"Why, this is Tongzi Hong Xiaoniu's bullwhip..."

…

After a while.

Duan Xiyang grabbed a piece of beef and wolfed it down.

Xue Fuxiao, on the other hand, used the Qingqing knife to pierce and eat them piece by piece.

Mouth full of oil.

"Smells! It smells so good! Duan Xiyang's meat is so fragrant!" Xue Fuxiao praised it profusely.

Duan Xiyang, who was chewing beef, looked up suspiciously, wondering why this sentence didn't seem right.

"Is there any wine?" Xue Fuxiao asked.

"You didn't bring it?" Duan Xiyang said angrily.

"It's your turn today, drink yours."

"..."

Duan Xiyang threw out several jars of wine and took out two huge jade bowls: "It's so clear."

The two drank wine and ate beef.

Duan Xiyang took out other dishes from the ring and actually set a table.

"Old Duan, why are you here?" Xue Fuxiao asked while eating and drinking.

"Don't you know?" Duan Xiyang didn't care, drinking and eating meat.

"I asked you before I knew it. I feel that you may not be telling the truth." Xue Fuxiao was cautious and couldn't help but feel proud. She felt that she was really smart and was almost catching up with San San.

Duan Xiyang didn't care: "It doesn't matter if you don't know what I'm telling you. Do you still remember the Black Gold Spear Demon who is two generations away from us?"

"The legendary one-hole gun demon? One man and one gun suppressed the whole world of good and evil. Of course I have heard of the gun demon."

Xue Fuxiao said.

"You really don't know." Duan Xiyang sighed.

"..."

Xue Fuxiao said unconvinced: "You were tricked by me too?"

Duan Xiyang snorted and said: "Let me tell you what you are afraid of; the Wujin Spear of the Yidong Gun Demon is now in our church. Recently, there were sudden bursts of gunfire, and I felt something strange. According to the legend, the Yidong Gun Demon The devil was seated in the Forest of All Souls. That’s why he came here.”

"But during the eight or nine days we fought, I used your sword intention and spear intention to search the Forest of All Spirits, but found nothing."

Duan Xiyang said: "That's why I said, it's okay to tell you. Besides, I'm not afraid of the Yidong Gun Demon even if he comes back to life now, let alone his inheritance. I want the Yidong Gun Demon to live Come here and fight me."

Xue Fuxiao was stunned when she heard that, and said: "That's it."

I admired him even more.

Sansan is really clever and can even calculate this.

He pondered: "According to legend, this one-hole gun demon only knows one move of marksmanship, but he can defeat all the invincible opponents in the world, but is it true?"

"Tsk...there must be something wrong with your brain."

Duan Xiyang said disdainfully: "Dongfang spends three days with you every day, he must feel very tired, right?"

Xue Fuxiao's face was as black as coal: "Let's get down to business!"

"The Yidong Gun Demon is known as the first person in history to use a gun. Do you think he only knows one move?"

Duan Xiyang was a little fascinated and said: "That's because, no matter what enemy he shoots, he only fires one shot, and the opponent will have a hole in his body and die; that's why he is called the One-hole Gun Demon. In fact, his His real name is not the Yidong Gun Demon, he has a black gold gun; it is the love of his life, so he calls himself the black gold gun devil."

"One shot..."

Xue Fuxiao was a little fascinated and said leisurely: "You have stabbed me a million times in the past eight or nine days."

Duan Xiyang's face flushed, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Do you think you don't have an extra hole in your body?"

Xue Fuxiao laughed and said: "Drink, drink."

Then he raised his glass and drank it down in one gulp, saying: "So you are here to find the inheritance of the Wujin Spear."

"Nonsense, who among the people who uses guns in the world doesn't want to find the inheritance of Wujin Spear."

Duan Xiyang said angrily.

Then he asked: "You have made such rapid progress in such a short period of time. Could it be that something happened to you?"

Xue Fuxiao said proudly: "Three years ago, I entered She Dao and there is nothing else. Recently, I should be about to come out."

Duan Xiyang suddenly understood and said: "No wonder when I see you in the past two years, you always act like a bitch. Although you were a bitch before, you are not as bitch as you are now."

Xue Fuxiao picked up the knife, pointed it at Duan Xiyang's nose and shouted angrily: "Say that again?"

Duan Xiyang leaned back and forth and said: "So that's it, there is nothing else but the knife... Hahaha..."

Xue Fuxiao stabbed a piece of beef angrily, put it into her mouth, and said, "Why, do you want to continue searching?"

Duan Xiyang said: "I'm not looking for it anymore. I came here just to give up my hope. The Wujin Spear fundamentally refuses my fusion. I know that the Gun Demon's shooting skills are not suitable for me. I'm here just to confirm it."

Xue Fuxiao said: "Are you sure it's here?"

Duan Xiyang looked at him, with a smile on his thin face, and said: "What good things are you thinking about? I can tell you that the people using guns on your side are even worse. They can't withstand the gun intent of the gun demon." of."

"If you want to harm them, that's up to you."

Duan Xiyang said: "But I want to remind you that maybe it was originally in this area, but after I came here, it was definitely not there. I don't know where it is specifically."

Xue Fuxiao sighed: "I thought of it."

Duan Xiyang's marksmanship is the best in the world, and he is full of life's blood and evil energy.

When the gun demon's inheritance encountered Duan Xiyang's gun intent, it would be strange if he didn't run away.

"No, run?"

Xue Fuxiao frowned and said: "Isn't the Wujin Spear in the Solipsism? How could the inheritance here escape? The gun demon has been dead for so many years, and the soul is even more nonsense. How can it escape?"

Duan Xiyang said: "In the Only One Orthodox Church, there is only the Wujin Spear."

Xue Fuxiao frowned and said, "No gun soul?"

"Yes, there is no gun soul."

Duan Xiyang said: "The gun soul must be by the master's side."

The dream-shattering gun fired, clang clang clang...

Very sincere.

Duan Xiyang's face darkened and he cursed: "Get out!"

Xue Fuxiao burst out laughing.

Because what the Dream Broken Gun says is: Master, when you die, my gun soul will only be by your side!

Duan Xiyang spat and cursed silently: "What bad luck."

After finishing the bowl of wine, Duan Xiyang said: "It's rare to meet you. Let's have one more fight. One more fight and I'll go back."

Xue Fuxiao said speechlessly: "Since we have gained nothing, shouldn't we go back quickly? What does it mean to have to fight again?"

"If we don't fight, we will massacre the city!"

"It's your uncle! You are also the number one master. Can you use a more graceful way of threatening?"

Xue Fuxiao drew his sword in anger.

"To deal with a second stroke like yours, I can only use the most direct method."

Duan Xiyang rushed into the sky with a gun.

Xue Fuxiao swung her sword across the air and chased after him, cursing.

At the end of this fight... Duan Xiyang was actually at a disadvantage, and was chased and slashed by Xue Fuxiao.

Duan Xiyang was furious and yelled angrily, but could not reverse the situation.

Because it was a complete accident.

He had just roasted meat with the Dream Breaker Gun, making the gun body covered in grease. Although he took care of it, he also had it in his hand. When he was fighting with Xue Fuxiao in the fourth move of the battle, his hand slipped silently.

What kind of person is Xue Fuxiao? This kind of opportunity is something that I would never dream of encountering. How can I let it go?

So he seized the opportunity, resolutely not letting Duan Xiyang breathe, and suppressed Duan Xiyang at an absolute disadvantage. He was unreasonable and kept slashing until the end of the battle.

Duan Xiyang was so angry that he ran away dragging the gun with his head covered in black lines.

Not even a word was said.