God of Fishing

Han Fei booked a large, comfortable and spacious room with a small view of the yard, a lotus pond with flowing water, and a room decorated with low-level demon plants.

Feng Qingcheng was listening to Feng Xingliu telling him what happened during this period of time, which was slightly exaggerated.

"Compete with Huaxing Dzogchen, behead the late stage of Huaxing?"

Feng Qingcheng glanced at Han Fei in surprise, and then listened to Feng Xingliu boasting to herself: "Actually, I am not bad. I fought with Na Huaxing for 3,000 rounds in the late stage. Although he suffered a heavy injury, he was not well. Where to go."

Han Fei couldn't listen anymore, so he arrived at that time: "Yes, it's not so much better, but the hands hurt."

"Puff!"

Wushuang couldn't help smiling, Feng Qingcheng was speechless, and his heart asked when Feng Xingliu could correct the problem of the puffing fish?

Feng Xingliu wanted to get angry, but when he saw Wushuang's smile, his heart was broken.

In the room, Han Fei cleaned up a piece of land, and with a wave of his hand, the hot pot and barbecue rack were set aside. In this scene, Wushuang and Wang Beichen were a little confused.

The next moment, Han Fei took out a bunch of ordinary prawns, sea mussels, sea cucumbers, sea urchins, mantis shrimps and other things.

Han Fei: "Feng Xingliu, you come to barbecue."

When it's over, Han Fei smiled at Wushuang and Wang Beichen: "You two wait a minute."

Wang Beichen frowned slightly: "How can a practitioner still crave appetite?"

At this moment, I saw Feng Xingliu and Feng Qingcheng showing a mysterious, slightly sullen look to him.

Linghuo hot pot, boil the cold oil, the green onion, **** and garlic are gone, and the chili flies quickly.

"Shit~"

In a short time, the fragrance was overflowing, and Wushuang saw Wushuang's spirits shocked and her eyes brightened. Before this material was taken, she already felt her appetite and stomach widened. This was an experience he had never had before.

Even Wang Beichen had never experienced such a wonderful taste.

Waiting for the crab meat, the dragon slices, the lobster meat, and the fish face meat to go in the pot, the pot made a gurgling sound, and after that, Han Fei squeezed out the pattern of heaven and earth and wandered above the tender meat in the pot.

This is the cooking technique that Han Feixin has understood. He directly coats the soup flavors on top of the ingredients, so that after a bite, the soup is not more or less, the flavor is moderate, and the lips and teeth can feel the ingredients themselves. Flavor. The hot pot produced in this way tastes several times more than the previous hot pot.

Wushuang and Wang Beichen had never seen them before, cooking a meal and displaying such a dazzling array. Although strange, this Han Fei seems to be a particular person.

Hot pot, barbecue, just a moment. Han Fei took out the wine gourd and forged five exquisite glasses. But seeing him pour it gently, the aroma of wine filled the room, and the taste of enlightened wine was equally extraordinary.

At this point, the cup fell in front of everyone, and Han Fei laughed and said: "Suitable thanks to the two for helping each other. Brother Beichen, your sword skills are really powerful. I've seen a few strong sword repairmen before, and they have this sword path. There are only two of them."

Wang Beichen couldn't help looking sideways, and looked at Han Fei: "Oh? Who is it?"

Jianxiu has always been persistent in kendo. He recognized Han Fei's strength, so he made friends with Han Fei, and he believed in Han Fei's eyesight.

He wouldn't believe it when his strength reached Han Fei's level.

Wushuang is also quite curious, Wang Beichen is the peerless arrogant of the Eastern Jiange, how many swords can be comparable to him?

Han Fei smiled faintly: "Speaking of which, their strength is actually not strong. One of them is named Tang Ge and only has the sea-opening realm, but unfortunately I don't know where it is now. The other is named Wang Yijian, who first entered the open sky and has a wonderful sword path. , In the same realm, it is obvious that someone is the enemy of one of his swords, and this person is really a wizard of heaven on the way of the sword."

Wang Beichen couldn't help but say: "Wang Yijian? That is the tianjiao of my Eastern sword pavilion who just entered the door a hundred years ago. This man's swordsmanship is indeed powerful, rare in the world, if he is not currently retreating to transform the star, he must have a place in this ten thousand years of comparison. ."

"Oh, really? He went to the Eastern Jiange?"

Han Fei didn't expect that Wang Beichen would know Wang Yijian, but at least, he could not help but rest assured that he had received news from his deceased. It seemed that Senior Sword God and Wang Yijian, who were okay at the moment, went out.

Han Fei: "Well, I have known him for more than five hundred years, but he once said that he was going to the Eastern Jiange, but he did not expect that he really did."

When Wang Beichen saw that Han Fei and Wang Yijian met, he immediately felt closer.

After finishing speaking, Han Fei looked at Wushuang and smiled slightly: "Miss Wushuang, when I and Wang Yijian and they met, one of them said that I envy you the capital of terror. That person’s name is Kong Shen, but it’s been a long time since I wanted to come. It should be less well-known."

Sure enough, Wushuang shook his head slightly, unaware of this person.

Han Fei also guessed that Wushuang is talented, and Kong Shen has been in the sky for tens of thousands of years. Tianjiao must not be counted, but if he wants to go further, he should also embark on the road of transforming stars.

After laughing, Han Fei said: "Brother Beichen made the move, I understand it, and I have a slight involvement in Kendo. However, Wushuang girl's move was unexpected."

Wushuang smiled lightly: "The Celestial Clan has ruled for a long time, and has often opposed me, the capital of terror. Throughout the ages, we have never dealt with each other. Therefore, I take it for granted. I don't know, Han Fei Daoist, what is his identity? Crossing On the airwaves, five months ago, you have already reported your battle against the Celestial Clan."

"Um?"

Seeing Han Fei was a little stunned, Wushuang Judo: "Wangdu is slow, but there are often people coming and going. You are named Han Fei, but you are already known as Wengdu."

Feng Xingliu's eyes lit up suddenly: "Then what about me? How about me?"

Wushuang squinted his eyes and smiled: "Feng Xingliu has become famous at the same time. It is said that the South China Sea Shenzhou Tianjiao is called Donghai Shenzhou Tianjiao. Everyone hopes to see you win or lose."

Feng Xingliu immediately raised his head slightly, not knowing where he was so self-confident, he couldn't help but sneer: "Of course it's me, a mere celestial clan, and it's not elegant."

Han Fei and Feng Qingcheng chose to ignore Feng Xingliu's words at the same time. You have forgotten who you were beaten by, did you? After being violently hit for three breaths by others, he was almost blown up, and there was still a face blowing.

Han Fei greeted: "Eating and talking while eating."

Unable to stop Han Fei's enthusiasm, Wushuang and Wang Beichen are also a little curious about what this hot pot and barbecue are.

When the mouthful went down, Wushuang's smiling face at the time was directly shocked. Although she quickly returned to normal, she quickly picked up a garlic prawn.

Han Fei couldn't help taking a look at Wushuang secretly, but she was slightly disappointed. It seemed that she didn't know it before, and it was the first time in her life to eat it.

Wang Beichen took a bite of the hot pot, his expression was much simpler, but he was taken aback for a while, and then he didn't move his chopsticks.

Han Fei: "Brother Beichen, why don't you eat it? It doesn't suit your appetite?"

Wang Beichen shook his head, his voice simply: "It's so delicious, it's easy to get distracted."

Han Fei: "..."

Han Fei is speechless, is it true that all sword repairs are like this? It shouldn't be! Some sword cultivators are not. It may be Wang Beichen and other Tianjiao who are too harsh on himself.

During the meal, Wushuang tentatively said, "Father Han Fei and the Heavenly Clan are competing against each other. I don't know where they come from?"

Han Fei: "I said I am a casual cultivator, do you believe it?"

Wushuang: "Ranxiu is the best. Our capital of terror welcomes talents like Brother Han. If Brother Han comes, he can offer top-quality artifacts and supernatural magic."

Han Fei laughed: "I'm used to being casual, it's okay to have some time to play. By the way, Wushuang girl seems to have reached the late stage of Huaxing's realm of strength?"

Wushuang nodded slightly: "Although it is the late stage of Transforming Star, but it has just arrived at this stage, and it is still unstable."

Han Feixin said, if Wushuang were Xia Xiaochan, this growth would be too fast, right? Only a few years now? Is it the late stage of the Star?

Moreover, if it was Xia Xiaochan, it would be impossible not to know it, because the yin and yang double jewels given to Xia Xiaochan did not respond. It may just be a coincidence.

But in order to prevent whether she did not wear the yin and yang double wear, Han Fei inadvertently showed the yin and yang double wear on his waist. In the eyes of Yi Wushuang and Wang Beichen, it is impossible not to recognize this as a divine weapon.

However, none of them had any reaction. I guess they were just thinking, just like that, you still say that you are a casual cultivator?

Confirming that Wushuang is not Xia Xiaochan, Han Fei suddenly loses interest.

After Wushuang and Wang Beichen left, Han Fei and Wang Beichen agreed to discuss and exchange their kendo experience.

Until this time, Feng Xingliu was still waving his hand at Wushuang cheerfully. And Feng Qingcheng said, "Brother Han Fei, the two of them are really suitable for making friends?"

Han Fei smiled faintly: "Wang Beichen's purpose is very simple from beginning to end. He wants to exchange his kendo experience with me, it should be my swordsmanship, which aroused his curiosity. As for Wushuang, this person is hard to say..."

Feng Qingcheng said: "At least she made you owe her a favor. And..."

Han Fei looked at Feng Qingcheng: "And what?"

Feng Qingcheng: "Also, I heard this name."

"Um?"

Feng Xingliu suddenly turned his head around: "Have you heard of this too? Then why didn't you introduce it to me... well, why didn't you say it before?"

Feng Qingcheng gave him a blank look, and then said: "This person is indeed called Wushuang, but she has another name-Witch Wushuang."

"Witch Wushuang?"

Han Fei and Feng Xingliu are dumbfounded at the same time, UU reading www.uukahnshu.com has such a pure and beautiful appearance, this dignified and quiet person, who doesn't speak loudly, why is it a witch?

Feng Qingcheng shook his head slightly, and said to his heart, a man!

Just listen to her: "This person, not long ago, participated in the selection of Zhonghai Shenzhou. And, coincidentally, she has achieved good results just like her sister. I just watched it when I was paying attention to my sister. Some simple information about this person."

Han Fei frowned slightly, on the same level as Feng Yu? He also participated in the Zhonghai Shenzhou Trial more than 300 years ago, so it seemed certain that it was definitely not Xia Xiaochan.

Han Fei really didn't see this. Feng Yu has already turned into a perfect star. If this Wushuang is as good as Feng Yu, would he have just entered the late stage of the star?

Moreover, Witch Wushuang, this name doesn't sound very friendly. Han Fei also thought of the place in the capital of horror. Just hearing the name didn't feel like a good place. How could such an innocent post-transformation star be born?

Therefore, for a time, Han Fei had a scrutiny in his heart. Wang Beichen can make friends, as for Wushuang, even if you make friends, you can't make friends.