"You only know the little witch, but you don't know the real name of the little witch, it is Ziyue."

These words of the storyteller are no different from Shenshui*, awakening all the warriors who were immersed in the memories.

"So, I finally understand how lucky the three princes were. Perhaps, the little witch will be killed at that time. It is impossible for the royal family to pursue any problems with the little witch."

Many people suddenly realized. They all turned their attention to the book recipient, expecting that he will have more fierce news to explode.

The crowd found that the storyteller's expression was sluggish, and they seemed to have seen incredible things.

"What's wrong with you?"

One of them said puzzledly.

"I seem to see the five masters of the universe waiting for ghosts and sorrows."

The storyteller blurted out.

Everyone screamed and began to look for the figures of the five masters of the universe, but they couldn't even notice a trace.

In the distance, Qin Feng and others also looked at each other.

"Unexpectedly, the first thing I heard when entering the royal capital was my own legend. I now have an illusion that I am very powerful!"

The little fat man said happily.

"Yes! In less than a day, the streets and alleys of Fengyu Kingdom were full of voices of discussion. However, the thing that shocked me most was the horror of Qinglian 27 Sword Sect. A sword can transform a legend into ten. The gangster retreated. Could it be that this is a gangster in the realm of yin and yang?"

Even in the Broken Blade Gate, a warrior in the Yin-Yang realm can become an elder.

"Look at the woman they were talking about, it should be Senior Sister Qing. It turns out that Senior Sister Qing is just like that!"

The words of the little witch seemed simple, but it was like a second crit, causing the warrior of Broken Blade to almost vomit blood.

Sister?

Shouldn't it be the elder of Qinglian Sword Sect?

Could it be that the so-called Qinglian Sword Sect is stronger than Broken Sword Gate?

It is inevitable for Xiao Luo to think so.

Qinglian Jianzong?

Qinglian Jianzong!

correct!

A taboo event that sealed the mainland flashed in his mind.

In other words, this incident, even the warriors of the Shenzhou World, are reluctant to mention it.

That is a legend about the strong swordsman.

Could it be that the strong taboo is also related to this Qinglian Sword Sect?

It seems that if you can return to the Broken Blade Gate, you must check some classics carefully and look for various legends about the Qinglian Sword Sect.

Xiao Luo thought like this in his heart.

The corners of Qin Feng's mouth turned up slightly, giving birth to a playful smile.

"It seems that a new challenge is about to come!"

Qin Feng has already determined one thing just because it was just a casual word from the little witch.

Qinglian Jianzong is definitely one of the few powerful forces in this world.

Perhaps, with those tyrannical families in the Shenzhou World, they can all contend.

The tears of the saint is definitely not simple.

The identity of the little witch Ziyue must not be simple.

The two have concluded a concentric agreement, and Qin Feng absolutely does not allow any interference between the two.

There is only one way, and that is to be so strong that even Qinglian Sword Sect would have to look up.

It is also possible that Qin Feng was a little bit unreasonably worried. Qinglian Jianzong martial artist really doesn't care, whether Qin Feng is strong or not, there is no so-called door difference.

Of course, even if the other party doesn't care, becoming a strong person is anyone's dream.

Qin Feng has all the resources to become a strong, why not become a strong?

Of course, they were not planning to go to Qinglian Sword Sect, but walking towards the southern city of Fengyu King's Capital Fengming City.

"To be honest, you may not know that my real profession is not a warrior, but a chef. I am inspired to open my restaurant Jusheng Pavilion throughout the entire sealed land, and even in the world of China, everyone When I hear my name, I have to shout a generation of God of Cooking, and I have to bring my own bgm when I appear!"

When Qin Feng said his ambitions, except for the little witch, all of them were dumbfounded, their eyes staring.

"Are you sure you are not joking?"

The little fat man screamed first.

If this news is learned by those warriors who are talking about ghosts and sorrows, how will they feel in their hearts?

Damn it!

Two words are absolutely blurted out.

Xiao Luo was also shrouded in absurd emotions.

Cook?

What kind of profession is that?

Only some waste materials that couldn't awaken the spirit of martial arts were the professions that had to be chosen.

A ghost who will easily kill the evil legendary powerhouse at every turn will be buried in the Demon Cavern, and his lifelong ambition turned out to be a cook?

What a jaw-dropping thing!

Men and women have different brain circuits.

"My mother said that a man who knows how to cook can't be wrong. It turns out that your ideal is to become a generation of gods of cooking. I chose you, and it really is not wrong."

The little witch Ziyue was very happy, like a child got a favorite toy.

Fang Mo, the host of Moyang County, also showed obvious interest on his face: "It is possible to taste the delicious food made by Gui Jianshou. Just saying it is a very face-saving thing."

Ever since, they set foot on looking for a place to open a shop.

"Hey! The location here is very good! It's a clean place. The most important thing is that the house price here should be cheaper!"

Qin Feng and his party walked to a slightly remote place and stopped.

"This is the junction of the slum area and the shanty town, and it's just getting rid of hunger. Isn't it a joke to open a restaurant here?"

The little fat man Leping looked exaggerated and almost jumped his feet.

Although Princess Moyang and Xiao Luo didn't speak, they were equally puzzled.

"As the saying goes, the fragrance of wine is not afraid of the deep alleys, but I am inspired to become a god of cook, and let the profession of chef become more than a pharmacist. If there is no such confidence, I will not open it at all!"

Qin Feng knew the horror of system food.

Just 500 pieces of white rice porridge, half of the city of Kaiyuan Mansion, King of Tiannan, can be intoxicated by the delicacy.

Now, his hands are in control, like Sham Shui*'s three-product gourmet preserved egg and lean meat porridge.

Once cooked, it will make a sensation in the capital of Fengyu.

Qin Feng looked arrogant.

It's just that when he said his words, even the little witch was a bit embarrassed.

What does a pharmacist exist?

That is not only in the sealed land, even in the world of Shenzhou, it is a powerful force.

Only the Heavenly Grade Alchemist, the Heaven and Earth Divine Fire that he controls, combined with the Martial Spirit, is more powerful than a warrior in the same realm.

Secondly, every pharmacist is not just a single person. The forces involved are numerous, and their status is even more prominent.

What is a chef?

That's the bottom nine.

There is a huge difference with the alchemist.

"Are you not burning lightly?"

Princess Moyang's slender jade hand has been placed on Qin Feng's forehead.

She also noticed that the little witch's eyes were full of murderous intent, as if she hadn't seen it, and if nothing had happened, she said, "I didn't have a fever. Why did you start talking nonsense?"

Qin Feng sighed, looking like you are really ignorant: "Who am I? Ghost sees you! If I say something, it is a golden word. Now, I will let it out. It only takes three months. I will let you The Fengyu Kingdom Apothecary Association gets out on its own. Believe it or not?".

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