Porter of Two Worlds

Among the dense forest, Poplar and others stayed. ??

One hundred and fifty guards, most of them scattered around the guard, the rest are busy.

Clean up the site, pick up firewood, and bury a pot to make rice.

Because there are concealed huge packs of wolf packs, there are a lot of things brought by poplars and others. There is no shortage of daily necessities.

When Aspen sorted out her thoughts, the kittens and the four sisters Bingqing Yujie went to cook.

In the crackling voice, someone chopped down a tree, split it into planks, and cooked a table and bench on the spot.

In this world, there is no such thing as arbitrarily felling, just casually, it is all right to burn the mountain ...

The thick bamboos in the buckets were chopped up, chopped into sections, drilled holes, washed with clear springs in the forest, poured rice like pearls, participated in an appropriate amount of water, and directly throw it into the fire.

Bamboo tube rice, poplar 'Ming', pure natural bamboo, clear spring, and crystal clear rice, under the lick of the tongue of fire, after a while, the fragrance of rice overflows.

The sweetness of rice and the scent of bamboo make it a mouth-watering saliva. You can make a few bowls without dishes.

On the other side, more than ten iron pots of one meter and five diameters have been set on the fire, and the spring water has been boiled.

The hunted beasts were washed clean, chopped into large pieces and thrown into a large pot for boiling. From time to time, some original ecological spices and appropriate salt were added. After a while, the fragrance was swaying, making people sniff straight.

The kitten stayed at the side of the pot and saw that the meat was almost cooked. Picked up a large piece, about 50 pounds, and let it cool down.

Lin Jieer was there to help, with due diligence, giving her another pot and preparing various ingredients and seasonings.

The meat was almost cooled, the kitten waved a sword, a sword flashed, and the meat was cut into paper-like slices.

Leave most of them for spare time. One third is thrown into the hot oil, sizzling, the steam is steaming, the onion, **** and garlic are stir-fried in the pot, add the appropriate amount of salt and pepper, fry it a few times, and bring it out.

When the kitten was cooking, Lin Yuer had already prepared a small pot on the side, put the bottom material, put the side dishes into the pot, add the broth, put the small pot on an iron bucket, and add the red charcoal fire in the iron bucket. .

The kitten put some spare pieces of meat into the pot and let Lin Jieer send them to the poplar.

Well, this is a hot pot, still poplar 'Ming'.

When Lin Jieer delivered the hot pot, the kitten was making dipping sauce.

After the dipping is done, the kitten puts the remaining pieces of meat in a tub, adds salt, vinegar, sesame, pepper, pepper, sugar, and stirs together a cold meat dish.

Then bring the cooked bamboo rice with a smile and walked over and said, "Master, you can eat."

In the wild countryside, everything is simple, but the cooking of the kittens has risen sharply, and she has made three courses of meat in such a short time.

The poplar opened a small stove, and the guards did not treat it badly. Large pieces of meat, bamboo rice, and wine were their favorite.

The kittens, the four sisters Bingqingyujie, and Shan Qiulin and Poplar are eating around the table, with wine and meat, natural, let alone refreshing in the wild.

After eating his stomach round, Aspen looked at the kitten with a thumbs up and said, "Cat, the skills are getting better and better."

"Just like the young master," the kitten smiled happily, and carefully wiped the poplar's mouth.

Blind Shan Qiulin dropped the wooden bowl and said, "These meals are ingenious. The simple ingredients are so delicious after cooking. They are comparable to the dishes prepared by some restaurants."

"Well, it sounds like you have eaten a lot of delicious food, it doesn't look like you are a diner," Bai Yang said with a lip.

"I remember there is a restaurant in the county town that launches a dish every month, that is the best in the world, but unfortunately it is just heard, there is no such blessing," Shan Qiulin regrets.

This guy, after shifting his mind from his little sister, actually started to think about enjoying life.

"Tiger!" At this moment, Bai Yang raised his eyebrows loudly.

The tiger over there grasped a large piece of meat and mammoth, and in one hand he held chopsticks to pull the bamboo rice. When he heard the poplar's shout, he looked up and swallowed the food in his mouth and answered, "Master, what do you tell me?"

Aspen pointed to the dense forest and said, "The enemy has five seconds to reach the battlefield and be ready!"

The tiger had adapted to the way Poplar spoke, and immediately dropped the rice bowl and waved Bartley in his hand: "Brothers, work!"

Hula, twenty or thirty mountain people held Barrett and took various points to point in the direction caused by the poplar.

Aspens are generally not kidding. The four sisters Bingqing Yujie and the kitten are vigilant and protect the aspens.

"Is someone here?" Shan Qiulin listened for a second, but didn't hear anything, he asked curiously.

"Of course" Poplar nodded.

Roar……!

The silver wolf snarled in front of the poplar, his hair exploded and growled, felt the crisis, and indirectly confirmed the poplar's words.

Animals are generally more acutely aware of crisis than humans.

A young man in purple is standing at the top of a towering tree like Bai Yang and others. He stands at the treetop and swayes in the wind as if without weight.

"Now me?" He raised his eyebrows and whispered to himself.

He sneered innocently, tiptoed, and he jumped out of the air in a volley, stepped a hundred meters, and reached the treetop two hundred meters away from Baiyang and others in a few seconds.

"Hey, which one are you?"

He didn't wait for him to speak, a poppy fruit smelt in the poplar's mouth, the juice splashed, looked up at the young man in purple on the treetop and asked.

The young man in purple clothes looks handsome and has sharp edges and corners, and holding a long sword in his hands is standing on the top of the tree.

"Purple Pavilion, Chang Huarong" The youth in purple on the treetop smiled at Bai Yang.

When this man appeared, Bartley of Hu Zi and others had already aimed at him. Poplar did not order it, and Hu Zi and others did not fire.

Pointed to by Bartley, Chang Huarong frowned slightly, and the deadly part of his body was cold or even a faint tingling sensation, which was a warrior's sense of crisis reminding him that it was dangerous!

Aspen poked and said, "I'm not familiar, is there something wrong?"

"Although I don't know what weapon they have in their hands, can I put them away? It is uncomfortable to be pointed at me like this," Chang Huarong frowned.

"Master, there are more than ten martial arts in the prefecture. One of them is the Ziyi Pavilion. The master and master of the pavilion are not the general generation. The master of martial arts is comparable in strength. "The original Yue Kong" Lin Binger whispered to remind him beside Bai Yang.

She was originally a person in the blood lotus religion, and she has all kinds of information. It is not surprising that she knows Chang Huarong.

Poplar nodded slightly, it seems that this guy is also a master who is expected to impact the guru's realm.

In this world, martial arts are prosperous, and Shinto is rampant. Although the empires of the dynasty established the world to establish order, the folk sects should not be ignored.

The strongest in the guru's realm are eligible to occupy the hilltops and accept the disciples to inherit martial arts on their own. The empire of the dynasty is allowed.

Even the Zongmen established by many powerful people are afraid of the country, such as the blood lotus.

"Master, this person is dangerous. Should we kill him? In the wild countryside, he found us and must be reassured," said Hu Zi, pointing at Chang Huarong with Bartley.

After a little sweat, Bai Yang said: "Tiger, wretched, don't wave"

Well, Huzi is a little self-confident. He has trained the Secret of the Thunder and learned the use of firearms. Piao Piao is actually a bit out of sight.

Don't even think about it, would it be easy for someone who dares to run alone in the forest of the river? At such a short distance, Bai Yang dare to assure that if Chang Huarong is going to take action, Hu Zi and others may not even have the chance to shoot.

The level difference is too big to do this.

"However, you should have come to Mi Helin against the chick of Yu Feifeng, but what does it mean to hang behind us after jumping over Eagle Cliff?" Bai Yang said with a crooked head and looked at Chang Huarong.

"You know I follow you?" Chang Huarong raised an eyebrow.

This meaningless question Bai Yang is far more lazy, saying that your hidden means of tracking is weak, buddies have already been there for you, but you have not shown hostility before, and are too lazy to ignore you.

Pouting: "What the **** are you doing? I'm busy"

"Oh, now that you know I'm coming to Feifeng sister, then the problem is simple. First, give me the giant gate sword of Feifeng sister. Second, follow me and I will take you to Feifeng. Sister Feng let her fall "Chang Huarong watched Bai Yang play abuse.

"A sense of superiority from you?" Bai Yang blinked.

"That means you don't agree?" Chang Huarong gradually smiled.

Horse eggs, what did you think you were going to do after such a long period of time, you will be confident in a long time, everyone in the world should follow you?

Aspen pointed to Chang Huarong and said, "Stop him!"

Hu Zi and others were already waiting for the poplar sentence. At the moment when his voice fell, Bartley, who had not yet let go, lifted up and banged on Chang Huarong.

"Huh, I don't know any good!" Chang Huarong looked cold.

A flash of snow flashed forward, and a tinkling ringing, his sword came out of his sheath to pick up a few bullets, and the figure flickered and killed the firing tiger and others.

Master, Poplar raised his eyebrows.

Judging from the faint truth of the opponent's body, this person must be the top master in the martial arts realm. There is no doubt that only a warrior at this level can do the cold weapon to fly the Bartley bullets.

Danger!

This is of course the idea that Hu Zi has in his head at this time ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ The whole body is chilling, the other party is too fast, and they have no chance to fire a second shot!

"It's just an ant" Chang Huarong sneered in his heart, and there was no pressure on him to kill everyone present.

Sure enough, this kind of dumb step on the guy can not live a chapter.

Aspen poked his lips to himself.

No matter who you are in Ziyige, it will kill you.

Suddenly everyone reacted differently.

When Chang Huarong was killed with the sword, Mo Min was shocked. An unparalleled crisis shrouded his heart, leaving him covered in coldness. The purple Zhenyuan was sprayed with thin clouds and flew back.

But it's late.

The scarlet flame appeared out of nowhere, shrouding it, as if he was in an oven, Zhenyuan could not resist the horrible flame, flying and collapsing ... (To be continued.) 8