The Ultimate Sword Master

Since Gu Han started to practice, he has eaten a lot of spiritual fruits, animal meat, spiritual food, etc., but that was just for practice, not to satisfy his hunger at all. But now... he is really hungry, and he is hungry. I felt dizzy, this real feeling I had never experienced even when I was going through a human tribulation.

Don't wait for the cold girl to approach.

He went up to it after smelling the smell, but when he saw the food in the pot, he was stunned, "Fish soup?"

"Don't you like it?"

Leng Meizi was worried.

"no."

Gu Han looked a little complicated and said, "I just thought that there was someone who also liked to make fish soup for me."

"Is it Senior Sister Mo?"

"kindness."

"she……"

Leng Meizi was about to ask again, but she saw Gu Han taking the pot away and devouring it, as if Xiao Hei was reborn.

He smiled silently.

She didn't ask again.

Anyway, sooner or later, I can always meet Senior Sister Mo.

After a while, the pot of fish soup, which was enough for two strong men, was almost eaten by Gu Han alone.

"Excuse me."

Gu Han apologized: "I was so hungry that I forgot about you."

"I'm not very hungry."

Leng Meizi shook her head and asked with expectation: "How does it taste?"

"very nice."

Gu Han gave a very high evaluation, "It's almost as good as her."

Leng Yushu and Mo Chenyin had roughly the same childhood experiences. They both lived hard lives. Naturally, they were born with cooking skills.

Of course.

It’s really about cooking.

Even if they are tied together, they can't compare with Zuo Yang.

"Is the meal ready?"

At this time, Lao Dao walked over on crutches and smelled the smell. The boss was dissatisfied and said, "Why don't you call me Lao Dao?"

"Old man."

Gu Han handed the pot over and said sincerely: "Here, while it's hot."

In the pot...

There were only two mouthfuls of soup left, plus a pile of fish bones.

"Redo it!"

The old man's face darkened, "I don't like fish!"

Leng Meizi thought for a while, "I can only cook fish."

Dameng Lao said:? ? ?

…

At the same time, deep in the jungle, Qianye had an expressionless face and held a green fruit he picked somewhere in his hand.

Even though he is a demon king.

But he was still affected by the rules here.

He is also hungry.

Naturally, when Leng Meizi makes fish soup, he will definitely not have a share in it. He is not a fat man, so he can't bear to use it.

“Just fish soup.”

He pretended to be disdainful, "How can it be as sweet as the fruit in my hand?"

Said.

He took a big bite, and his handsome face twisted into a ball.

The fruit was sour and astringent, astringent and bitter. He couldn't taste what it tasted like. Anyway, it couldn't match the sweetness he predicted.

…

Dameng Laodao left angrily.

Not a moment.

His scoldings could be heard in the Taoist temple in the distance, as well as Ashu's pitiful begging for mercy, "Old man, Ashu is really not lazy. You don't have any spiritual energy here. You have to take your time when planting trees..."

"Actually, this is not bad."

In the jungle.

Leng Yushu looked at the fish soup that Gu Han drank up, holding his smooth chin with both hands, a hint of longing appeared in his eyes, "My brother and I had never dreamed of living like this at that time."

"he……"

"actually."

Leng Yushu stared at Gu Han and murmured: "If it weren't for me, my brother should be as smart as you. The old man is right, half of my smartness... is actually from robbing his fortune. "

Gu Han sighed.

Obviously, this is Ling Ya's handiwork again.

fine.

He was dead, on a cliff not far away.

"One day."

Gu Han said with emotion: "When everything is settled, I will take them to find a similar place to settle down. This kind of life is indeed very good."

"kindness."

Leng Meizi's eyes darkened, "You...can definitely do it."

If that day comes, where will she go?

Gu Han smiled and said, "You can follow if you want."

"kindness!"

Leng Meizi looked happy, "I do!"

Do not know why.

Gu Han suddenly wanted to touch her head.

Want to touch.

Naturally I touched it.

It's furry and feels similar to Asha's hand.

Leng Meizi's eyes were wide open and bright, revealing her sweet side like never before.

"Work!"

Gu Han laughed, deliberately ruffled her hair, and stood up to continue cutting the stone bricks.

Quietly.

Leng Meizi looked around and found that Qianye was not there, so she immediately told him: "You have to be careful about that Qianye."

Gu Han:......

After coaxing Qianye away, another cold girl came.

"Why do you say that?"

"This person has an unknown origin."

Leng Meizi carefully analyzed: "And he seems to be just a trace of a remnant soul. His true body's cultivation must be unfathomable, and he must be on guard against others. He helps you everywhere, and he must have ulterior motives. Most likely, he just wants to wait for your cultivation to reach a high level. I'll take you away!"

"you misunderstood."

Gu Han said without conscience: "Qianye is not that kind of person. He never wanted to take away my body."

"real?"

Leng Meizi was not easy to deceive at all, and said with a suspicious look on her face: "I think it is safer to plant a demon in him."

"Don't!"

Gu Han was startled.

In desperation, he could only pick and choose, telling the origin of the Dao Heart Demon and the fact that during the decisive battle with Ling Ya, Qianye fell into a deep sleep to help him resist the power of the Dao Fruit.

"It's raining."

In the end, Gu Han spoke earnestly and earnestly like an old father, "You have to learn to trust others."

"kindness."

Leng Meizi nodded, "I believe him..."

What a ghost!

She didn't say these two words.

…

In this big dream world, everything is peaceful, there is no noise, and there is no struggle. This is the life that Gu Han has always longed for. But no matter how quiet the years are, it is just an illusion. He still has a lot of things to do, so naturally he doesn't want to stay here forever. Here, we continue to cut trees and bricks, working very hard.

Of course.

Also for the little wages that Qianye looked down upon.

I don’t know if it’s an illusion.

After drinking the fish soup, he felt that cutting stone bricks took less effort than before.

Time flies.

A few days passed.

Within these few days.

Steaming, boiling, roasting, stewing... Leng Meizi only cooks fish, five meals a day, and she cooks it in different ways. Dameng Lao Dao is so angry that he blows his beard and glares, and Ashu, who only eats vegetarian food, is also scolded all day long.

Nature.

Most of these fish went into Gu Han's stomach, and the rest was eaten by Leng Meizi.

The worst.

On the contrary, it was Qianye who had been acting like the Demon Lord.

I can only smell it but not say it.

In the past few days, he had searched almost all over the cliff bottom, and the fruits he found were sour, bitter, and astringent, making it difficult to eat.

The majestic devil.

Naturally, he doesn't bother to hunt or catch fish.

Anyway...

As you eat, you get used to it.

This day.

He smelled the aroma of grilled fish again and finally couldn't bear it anymore. After Leng Meizi left, he found Gu Han who was busy again.

"Taste this."

He threw a green fruit to Gu Han and said calmly: "You have been eating and drinking all day long. Do you really think of yourself as a mortal?"

"you're right."

Gu Han felt the same way, "I've been eating a lot of fish these days, so it's time to switch to something lighter."

Qianye's face was severely twitched.

"Taste it."

"It tastes good," he urged.

Gu Han didn't doubt that he was there, and bit off half of the fruit in one bite. His eyes lit up instantly. The fruit was tender, juicy, sweet and delicious, and it instantly dissipated the greasy feeling in his stomach.

"It tastes really good."

His eyes brightened, "Qianye, where did you find it?"

"Pick it randomly."

Qianye hesitated for a moment, looked at the other fruit in his hand, and couldn't help but take a bite.

moment!

A face twisted again!

"What's wrong?"

Gu Han was a little curious.

"too……"

Qianye tried not to reveal his secrets, but the veins on his head were throbbing with soreness, "It's too sweet..."