The Nine Godheads

Hong Xiaobao fiddled with it, but this "朕" caused the attention of Yin Jiuge.

"Do you want to be an emperor?" Yin Jiu-yu asked.

"How do you say?" Hong Xiaobao gave a slight glimpse.

"How can I say? Poisoning! Assassination!" Yin Jiuyou said with a smile: "Tell you, there are 10,000 ways for the old man to get you on the throne!"

"The throne is a chicken feather!" Hong Xiaobao shook his head: "When the emperor thief is tired, the whole day is full of wholesale discounts, and the men who are under the command of the old man are not yelling at you, you have to smile, you are very stunned! Don't be an emperor.” At the end, Hong Xiaobao said again: “Yes, don’t hit my buddy’s idea, we have a good relationship.”

"Your family is wonderful." Yin Jiuyou shook his head: "I don't know how to be so tired when the emperor arrived at you, minister? Joke! Reverse the deity, kill! There is man-made anti-killing! Kill him a blood-stained mountain river, see who Still dare to reverse the deity!"

"Yes, yes, killing the light, one does not stay," Hong Xiaobao has already seen the identity of Yin Jiu's old devil head. Seeing him say this is not strange, and he should have a sentence, pointing to clean - - Accurately speaking, it is a rush in the water, this pot is called the top non-stick pan! Made Hong Xiaobao more and more love - pointing to the clean black iron pot, and throwing a chicken head: "How to get this?"

"Zhang Lanxiang belongs to cumulative poison. Do you know what is cumulative poison?" Yin Jiuyou did not say it directly, but sold it.

Hong Xiaobao knows that this is the old man who is teaching the principle. He seriously thought about it: "Is the poison that has been picked up a little over the years?"

"Yes," the old man nodded. "Many poultry have crowns on their heads, and the poultry crowns are mostly poisonous. This is because they store the bad things that are occasionally eaten in the body and cannot be discharged into the body. The general color is gorgeous, but it is the dirtiest thing in the chicken. You remember one thing: Wherever the poisonous gas or poisonous grass is lived, as long as there is poultry life, the bird's crown is absolutely poisonous! There are almost no exceptions. ”

"Oh!" Hong Xiaobao responded with a sigh of relief and tried to remember a few times. This is the way: "Remember."

"Accumulating the poison for a long time, whether it is frying, frying or roasting, it will only act on its surface. It is extremely difficult to reach the inner layer. It is necessary to have some strong penetrating herbs for traction, and there are many penetrating herbs. Right now, you have a taste in your backpack. What do you know?"

"Oh?" Hong Xiaobao stunned. He had something clear in his backpack. He thought for a while: "But sour bamboo?"

"Exactly." Yin Jiuge nodded: "But if it is sour, its penetration will not be weak. The colorful acid bamboo is not enough for the order, the penetration is limited, but it is barely usable."

"It's amazing! Xiaoye, I am amazing!" Hong Xiaobao said: "How do you get it?"

"Accumulating the poison old man has said that the scale is difficult to clear, first soaked in sour bamboo juice, and then fried with the mildest firepower, and then transferred to the fragrant incense, can exude the fragrance that Duobao bear can not refuse."

"Received!" Hong Xiaobao immediately pulled out the sour bamboo and bowl, and spent half an hour smashing it. This took out the chicken head and suddenly said: "Old man, this **** is poisonous and will not stain my pot. ?"

"You can't touch the things that can pollute the black iron pot." The old man was cold and cold.

"Great!" Hong Xiaobao touched the Xuan iron pot carefully. The pot still had the warmth of cooking. The touch was like touching a piece of jade. The touch was soft. Hong Xiaobao said, "I am a baby pot." awesome!"

This slogan is also very particular about the fire. According to the old man, the fire is as small as the candlelight. This level of fire is extinguished by the wind. Naturally, it can only rely on the fire.

The firepower of the bonfire array is related to the size of the fire and the size of the array. It is a good control. The array of the bonfire array has been kept in mind. After a while, a slap-sized bonfire array has been drawn. A small pile of shredded branches immediately gave birth to a pile of mini fires, and then infused with Reiki. Four pieces of rice-sized fire were drilled out from the corners of the array.

Although the fire is weak and weak, the flame is straight and there is no flashing: "It's amazing!" Hong Xiaobao said, adjust the height of the pot and put it on the fire.

This looks a bit strange, the four-grain-sized flame, with a pot... This is like a low-tech version of the house!

Nowadays, I have some understanding of the black iron pot and the bonfire array. Hong Xiaobao is still a bit emboldened. I didn’t ask the old man to make it. I used a wolf brush to brush a layer of oil on the pot and it will be cut into thin strips. Flapping on it.

The oil didn't move, the cockscomb didn't move...

Until Hong Xiaobao saw yawning, the sound of the mosquito-like sounds was heard, and there was a strange smell like sandalwood and some like aroma. This incense is like a song heard from a long distance, and can be heard from time to time, but it seems to be gone again, and it is extremely ethereal.

"Hey! This guy is amazing!" Hong Xiaobao was amazed.

"What is this?" Yin Jiuyou loves to see Hong Xiaobao's unseen appearance. He disdains: "There are dishes that can form a virtual shadow. Just look at that dish, you can see the sword fairy fighting, not to mention braving. The flames are shining."

Hong Xiaobao heard DC water, the guy can not sell tens of thousands of Lingjing in a dish?

Hearing the words "good tens of thousands", Yin Jiu sighed: "I have not saved."

Hong Xiaobao did not care for him. When he moved, he ran to ten meters away. He sniffed and sniffed. He didn’t smell it. He immediately wondered: "Old man, you said that the little golden bear can smell it? How can I... "No! Smell the smell!" Hong Xiaobao was overjoyed, but he couldn't smell it when he sniffed again. Immediately he sighed: "Good guy! It's amazing!"

After several tests, Hong Xiaobao could smell the scent after running a hundred meters, but it was too ethereal. Hong Xiaobao could not even be sure whether it was an illusion.

Hong Xiaobao is more and more interesting. The more he runs, the farther he goes, and he has already arrived inside and outside. It’s just that the nose of Hong Xiaobao is not enough. For a long time, he couldn’t smell a trace. It’s a bit frustrating. come back.

The next moment he was stunned. Just thirty or forty meters away, a golden bear had a big nose and his head turned around. It seemed to be the direction of the taste. The next moment, the golden light flashed, and it disappeared.

Duobao bear is coming!