Ling Yuan was thinking while eating braised pork. It seemed that he needed to strengthen his martial arts training in the future to avoid his figure being distorted and his appearance deteriorated. The little chef didn't like him.

Seeing that there was a little oil stain on his mouth when he was eating, Feng Jiao smiled, took out his handkerchief, stood on tiptoe, and wiped the oil on his mouth. Ling Yuan was afraid that his little chef would fall, and while looking at her with a smile, he reached out to support her slender waist.

The demon emperor Hanxing, who saw this scene, became sour that he had become a thousand-year-old lemon spirit.

This Zichen Emperor not only took the lead in trying out the delicious food cooked by Miss Fengjiao, but also showed off his food in front of him as if no one else was around. He was simply unbearable and could not bear it, so he had to go to the restaurant to wait for dinner, not to watch this dazzling and heart-wrenching scene.

Seeing the demon emperor Han Xing curling his lips into the hall where the celebration banquet was held, Long Zu couldn't help but smile in a mysterious way.

He had long seen that if Miss Feng Jiao's little girl was busy in the kitchen and was at the end of the day, she would have been forced to feed her dog food.

In order to eat more delicious food in a while, the old man did not disturb his daily love.

Unfortunately, the demon emperor Han Xing and Qianmo sitting on the other side, these two stupid children can't learn how much dog food they are stuffed with. They always enjoy disturbing Feng Jiao and Ling Yuan.

It makes people feel that they seem to prefer dog food between food and dog food.

They have unique and unique hobbies...

Long Zu secretly complained in his heart, and saw Qianmo, Yunshen, Jiuying and others walking into the banquet hall with plates of exquisite dishes in their hands.

Breathing the rich and warm aroma of the meal made everyone's eyes lit up in the hall.

Feng Jiao walked into the hall and put a plate of tender iron tofu in front of Long Zu: "This is a delicious food I cooked with fish tofu made from high-quality ice green fish into fish paste. I believe you will definitely like it. Try it and see if it suits the taste."

When he saw Feng Jiao cooking a new dish for him, Long Zu smiled and couldn't stop talking. He thought to himself that the little girl Feng Jiao is still a well-behaved, cute and heartwarming girl. She is much better than the stinky boy Ling Yuan who wants to get a bargain every time he sees him and often gets more and more aggressive.

The old man was thinking this way, and saw Feng Jiao curling her lips and smiling at him: "Old man, I know there are many rare and delicious ingredients in the Dragon Clan. In order to complete the preparations for the sacrifice, I hope you can help me at that time."

Dragon Ancestor: “…”

Can he take back what he thought?

He just discovered that the little boy Feng Jiao and Ling Yuan really didn't enter the family, and they always wanted to get a bargain from him, the old man.

Alas, as the saying goes, eating someone's mouth is soft. He ate this plate with extremely delicious taste, with a smooth and smooth texture, full of fresh, sweet and delicious taste unique to fish. Is there any right to say no?

Long Zu was slowly biting a piece of fish tofu, but saw the demon emperor Hanxing standing up regardless of his image and serving himself a large bowl of sour radish vermicelli old duck soup.

The heads of the demon clan, the young master and the elders, all chewed them like wind and clouds regardless of their image.
Chapter completed!