Son-in-law Dan Zun

The corner of Mo You's mouth twitched slightly, and he smiled and said, "So, you can still see me!"

Luo Wushu smiled slightly, and righteously said: "As the saying goes, a little goodbye wins a newlywed, Uncle You, you have to understand that it is not easy between a young couple!"

"This is because I am an eyesore, so I want to drive me away, right?" Mo You snorted coldly.

Luo Wushu's words, it is better not to say.

Luo Wushu smiled and praised: "Uncle You are so insightful!"

Mo You: "..."

"No book!" An Yixue glared at Luo Wushu, which made Luo Wushu serious.

"Uncle You!"

"It's rare to be so happy, how about going after a drink?"

"Don't bother me?" Mo You glanced at the two of Langqing's concubine playfully, but he didn't think Luo Wushu was really going to drive him away.

"Of course not to bother." Luo Wushu smiled faintly, and suddenly shouted: "Senior Fenglei, Brother Ye!"

"What's the matter?" Soon, two figures appeared quickly.

"You accompany Uncle You, I'll go and order some dishes for Uncle You to drink." Luo Wushu greeted.

"You?" Mo You and the others all glanced at Luo Wushu in surprise.

"Or, let's call Qinfeng to be the chef!"

"With Senior Mo, he should be willing to reward this face."

Feng Leizi suggested, where to believe in Luo Wushu's cooking skills.

"In order to thank Uncle You, I am more sincere when I cook myself." Luo Wushu smiled faintly, and rejected Feng Leizi's suggestion.

"Actually, it doesn't have to be the case, let's call someone who is good at cooking!" Mo You was a little flustered.

When they reach their realm, they already have bigu.

Food is just to satisfy the appetite.

If the taste is unbearable, it is better not to eat it.

And Luo Wushu, no matter how you look at it, he doesn't seem to be a person who knows how to cook.

"Only speaking about cooking skills, few people in this world dare to say that they can be better than me." Luo Wushu put down his harsh words and turned away.

"The piano style must be stronger than you!" Feng Leizi snorted coldly, then looked at Mo You.

"Let him toss it!"

"I'll be here right away and call someone to cook another chef."

"Don't worry, my brother's cooking skills, looking at this lower realm, I really can't pick a second person to be better than him."

Mo You sighed, but didn't say much.

A group of people fell into the residence below and started talking casually.

In the Shenzhou Continent, although Feng Leizi was a top figure, in front of Mo You, he was no different from the younger generation.

He also didn't care if his face was not good-looking.

Grasping this rare opportunity, he kept asking Mo You some questions about his practice.

Ye Luojin did the same.

This made Mo You couldn't help sighing. Why did he feel blood loss before eating this meal.

In the Valley of Wind and Thunder, although the illusion is bad, lightning and thunder are violent.

But where the group is, it is a rare piece of pure land, and occasionally there is a gentle breeze, which is very uncomfortable.

After a while.

The piano style has arrived.

If it's an ordinary person, Qinfeng will definitely not cook easily, but since it is Mo You, he will certainly give this face.

Qin Feng was also vigorous and resolute, and he said hello to Mo You, then turned around and left.

I plan to think of a lot of big dishes on the road and try them out.

It didn't take long.

Not far away, there was a scent drifting along the breeze, causing everyone to take a deep breath.

"It smells good! Mo You's eyes lit up slightly.

"Senior believe it now, what I said!" Feng Leizi smiled faintly, "I didn't deliberately praise piano style cooking, but looking at the lower world, I really can't find a second person better than him."

"It's definitely not, Luo Wushu's half-hearted like."

"Indeed!" Mo You nodded slightly, always judging the level of a dish by its color, fragrance, and taste.

With this scent, how could the cooking skills be so bad?

It is definitely above the standard.

"I dare to pack a ticket. After the piano style is cooked, Luo Wushu guesses that a dish hasn't come out yet."

Feng Leizi laughed and teased, admiring his foresight more and more.

If Qinfeng is not called, how can you get closer to Mo You?

Grabbing Mo You's stomach, I'm afraid that I won't have the opportunity to meet with him in the future. Would you like to ask for some practice?

"What if Wushu really fiddled with some decent dishes?" An Yixue smiled and asked Feng Leizi casually.

In contrast, she is truly ten-finger untouched by Yang Chunshui, in addition to practice or practice.

Therefore, she did not intend to lay hands on Luo Wushu.

Don't be unhelpful.

"Then I can eat the plate." Feng Leizi smiled disapprovingly.

Soon, Qinfeng served one dish after another, and the speed was surprising.

Looking at the figure of Qin Feng leaving again, Feng Leizi couldn't help teasing again.

"Look, I'm right!"

"Qinfeng is called speed. Look at Luo Wushu, he didn't even make a dish for a long time."

"If I didn't look forward and call it, we would all be hungry for a while, haha."

"It's just..." Feng Leizi stared at the big table not far away, and there was a hint of doubt in his mind for the delicious dishes.

Gaosheng Ribs, Volcanic Snow, Peerless Shuangjiao, Golden Pig Arch, Phoenix Reincarnation...

These dishes are undoubtedly very common home-cooked dishes, not the main dishes that Qinfeng is best at.

On weekdays, Qinfeng entertains himself, he will not be so casual.

Today, he actually used it to entertain Mo You.

Could it be that he guessed that Mo You was used to the delicacies of the mountains and the sea, did it deliberately?

"Just what?" Mo You asked indifferently.

"Nothing, I just want to say, Qinfeng is really well-intentioned haha!" Feng Leizi smiled.

Soon, the table was filled with twenty top-tier home-cooked dishes.

This makes everyone appetite.

When Luo Wushu came back with Qin Feng, Feng Leizi hurriedly greeted him: "Senior Mo, hurry up, hurry up and take your seat."

At this moment, Feng Leizi's mind is full of eating vegetables, where there is no intention to ridicule Luo Wushu.

Besides, wouldn’t it be wonderful to leave the sarcastic Luo Wushu as an after-satisfaction adjustment?

Mo You was not welcome, and took out a jar of good wine from the storage ring, and introduced: "This is a fine wine brewed with extremely high bamboo and Danxia Lingquan through ninety-nine and eighty-one processes."

"Drinking by a strong person in the Human Sovereign Realm can greatly improve the cultivation base."

"Only value is no less than an ordinary human emperor magic weapon."

"Today, you are lucky."

After all, he filled a large bowl for everyone, and then raised a bowl to swig.

"Come on, eat food, eat food!" Feng Leizi also greeted.

After all, he took the initiative to clip a piece of spare ribs to Mo You, like a flatterer.

"Oh, people can't look good!" Luo Wushu sighed secretly, laughing without saying a word.

Feng Leizi, such an older guy, can't be immune.

Mo You picked up the ribs entrance, and his eyes straightened suddenly.

For a time, he seemed to be out of the world, wandering in the world of delicious food, lingering forever.

"Is it so delicious?"

Feng Leizi smiled faintly, feeling that Mo You's reaction was a bit exaggerated.

He has tasted piano style cooking no less than a hundred times.

Therefore, he silently classified Mo You as someone who had never eaten good things.

"It's really good!" Mo You returned to his senses and said sternly.

But the right hand was also very honest, and immediately picked up a golden pig arch, savouring it.

For a time, there was only one dish of home-cooked food in his eyes, forgetting everyone in front of him, forgetting the fine wines.

Ye Luojin and the others also moved their chopsticks one by one, and then fell into the food.

"You guys..." Feng Leizi chuckled lightly, and lightly picked up a piece of ribs.

In an instant, his eyes suddenly went round.

After a long while, he looked at Qin Feng in disbelief and asked: "Brother Qin, you are too unkind!"

"Am I not worthy? You want to hide it like this from me?"

"What you used to cook for me, is it human to eat? Isn't it perfunctory to use the chaff to perfuse me?"

Qin Feng was taken aback, and immediately said angrily: "Feng Leizi, what do you mean?"

"Tell me, are these dishes the same level as the dishes you cooked before?" Feng Leizi said.

"I admit it's not, but, didn't you eat very happily before?" Qinfeng's temper suddenly came up, staring at Feng Leizi angrily: "Why, now that you have Luo Wushu, are you planning to cross the river and demolish the bridge?"

"What does this have to do with Luo Wushu?" Feng Leizi snorted coldly.

"Yeah! What does this have to do with Luo Wushu?" Mo You couldn't help but scream.

"Because these dishes were cooked by Luo Wushu!" Qin Feng looked at Feng Leizi displeased.

"It's nothing more than crossing the river and tearing down the bridge. You actually called me all the way to help Luo Wushu."

"Responsible for pouring water, cutting melons and vegetables!"

"Ah..." Feng Leizi's face instantly froze there, and said in disbelief: "You didn't cook these dishes?"

"Have you been funny?" Qin Feng cursed: "When did you see me cooking these home-cooked dishes?"

"The simpler the cuisine, the more difficult it is to cook deliciously."

"Because it's too simple, it's hard to play tricks."

"Unless you have a superb cooking skill like no book, you can return to the basics."

"This..." Feng Leizi still couldn't believe it, "You mean, Luo Wushu's cooking skills won't lose to you?"

"What are you kidding?" Qinfeng laughed at himself, "Only about cooking, I don't even have one or two books without books, how can I compare it?"

"Are you serious?" Feng Leizi stared at Qin Feng.

"Are you serious?" Qinfeng looked at him, "Or, did you deliberately want to use this to taunt my three-legged cat's cooking skills?"

The two guys who add up to a thousand years old seem to be arguing at this moment.

Feng Leizi still looked at Luo Wushu in disbelief, "These dishes really come from your hands?"

Luo Wushu smiled slightly, and said casually: "I didn't say...just about cooking. In this world, few people dare to say that it is better than me."

"And among these, senior Qin is naturally included."

Feng Leizi sighed, thinking of the previous remarks, couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.

Forefoot, just belittle Luo Wushu for nothing.

Now, are you still embarrassed to eat?

But, if you don't eat it, will you still have a chance to eat it next time?

Forget it, eat...

Everyone didn't know that Feng Leizi's complicated psychological activities were all about their own feasts.

Even An Yixue was chewing her mouth slowly.

Of course she knows that Luo Wushu is good at cooking, but is there anything to show off?

Is her man omnipotent?

Only Luo Wushu did not eat vegetables, but drank wildly, pouring wine into his mouth one after another.

Obviously, he found that the wine contained extremely pure energy, which was of great help to practice.

In general, this meal is well cooked.

If you didn't know, Mo You wouldn't be able to stay for a long time. Luo Wushu had to keep him, asking him to drink for various reasons.

After a while, the table was in a mess, and all the twenty dishes were wiped out, leaving only the bare plates.

I don't know who looked at Feng Leizi first, and then looked at Feng Leizi one by one.

This made Feng Leizi's face changed, "You don't really want me to do what I say, eat all the plates, right?"

"Senior, why do you want to eat a plate?" Luo Wushu looked at Feng Leizi weirdly, and asked with a serious expression on his face.

He faintly guessed that Feng Leizi must have said something cruel, and was slapped in the face.

"I..." Feng Leizi looked stiff, and quickly grabbed the wine jar, "Drink! Drink!"

However, the wine jar was empty, where the wine could be poured.

"Nothing?" Mo You looked at Luo Wushu distressedly.

The value of that altar of wine is no less than that of a human emperor's magic weapon.

However, he was so drunk by Luo Wushu?

"A mere jar of wine!" Luo Wushu stood up and said vigorously: "Uncle You, it's not that I am bragging, I will blow in with ten jars again."

"Ten altars?" Mo You's mouth twitched slightly, "Do you think that is the cabbage on the street?"

"Five altars are fine too!" Luo Wushu stretched out his five fingers, as if drunkenly.

"no!"

"Santan head office!" Luo Wushu stepped back and asked for second place.

"Not a single altar!" Mo You snorted coldly, "I can tell, you just want to cheat."

"Who is greedy for your broken wine!" Luo Wushu pretended to be angry, filled with righteous indignation: "You regard me Luo Wushu as someone."

"If you cheat to drink, I will let you exchange 20 jars of wine for these 20 dishes."

"..." The corner of Mo You's mouth twitched slightly. If he really talked about value, he was afraid that he wouldn't even be able to compare with a drop of wine.

This meal, blood loss!

"Next time I see you, bring your own wine and food as usual!" Mo You left a word, then tore the space away.

"No wine, don't want to eat food!" Luo Wushu replied unceremoniously.

Hearing this, Mo You staggered abruptly, almost in the space channel, suffering a crisis.

The space passage was closed, and Luo Wushu touched his slightly swollen belly with unexplained talent.

He looked at Feng Leizi, and said very empathetic: "Senior, just clean up the dishes, you have indigestion!"

"..."

Feng Leizi's mouth twitched again.

Looking at the Shenzhou Continent, the people who would call him to wash the dishes, except for Luo Wushu, I am afraid that he can't find a second one.

However, he did not dare to refuse, for fear of being mentioned about his cruel remarks about eating a plate.

He believed that Ye Luojin did not dare to say, but An Yixue is a person from Luo Wushu!

Obviously, from the very beginning, An Yixue was playing tricks on him.

Embarrassed!

After allocating major tasks such as washing dishes, Luo Wushu and his party dispersed separately.

In Fengleigu, originally with Luo Wushu and his party, several independent residences were built.

But a few days ago, after learning the news of An Yixue's return at any time, Luo Wushu immediately destroyed all the extra buildings.

At that time, Ye Luojin was a little puzzled. After further questioning, he believed Luo Wushu's answer.

"I don't want to think of Mo Fan Yaoyue and others because of seeing those buildings, seeing things and thinking about people."

At this moment.

Seeing Luo Wushu using Jiujin to bring An Yixue into the residence, closing the door of the room that was often opened on weekdays, it suddenly became clear.

"broad daylight……"

"Scumbag!"