Chapter 2391 It's hard to ride a tiger and run away
Could it be possible that there are others...
There are very few people who know where Wu Yinglong lives. With the speed of the Dragon Soul Legion, it is impossible for anyone to take a step forward!
Eagle Eye and Viper looked at each other, and after getting Long Hua's nod, they started to set off immediately.
Its speed is much faster than before.
Obviously the three of them were very anxious about this matter and wanted to get the truth as quickly as possible.
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A hundred meters away.
Long Hua stopped again because of the person standing next to Wu Yinglong!
Besides Chen Zongheng, who else could make Long Hua look so solemn.
"I've come here to show you the joke."
As they spoke, the speed of the three people suddenly increased, and three phantoms were drawn out.
Three seconds later.
"Dragon Soul Legion Long Hua has met Mr. Wu."
No matter what, Wu Yinglong is also a senior, and it is natural for Long Hua to bend his upper body and bow in respect.
"This little shabby place of mine is really shining brightly today."
Wu Yinglong was minding his own business pulling weeds in the vegetable garden without raising his head, "Xiao Chen, people are already here, hurry up and cook. This long journey is quite tiring."
Two simple sentences, but already made his position clear.
What is public to Long Hua, is private to Chen Zongheng.
However, letting Chen Zongheng cook is enough to show that Wu Yinglong's attitude towards them is good enough!
This rice can be made, but whether the three of them dare to eat it... I don't know.
"Old Wu..."
Wu Yinglong stood up slowly while holding his waist, with a kind look on his face and a glance at Long Hua, "This man has to obey his old age. When he gets older, his waist is not as strong as when he was young."
After all, Long Hua was also the leader of the Dragon Soul Legion. If Lin Zhihua couldn't understand, it would be really doomed.
Obviously, Wu Yinglong doesn't want to get involved in this matter. The person involved has already arrived. You can just ask him directly. There is no need to bother me, an old man.
Long Hua looked to the side out of the corner of his eye. Eagle Eye immediately understood and took out a small box made of golden nanmu from his backpack.
He came to Wu Yinglong with great respect and said, "Mr. Wu, I took the liberty to come here this time and I don't know what you need. I hope that Mr. Wu will accept this thousand-year-old ginseng. It will also be of great help to your body."
Eagle Eye thought that Mr. Wu would shirk it, but he never thought that he would open it directly in front of his face and pick up the ginseng nestled inside with both hands.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk..."
Wu Yinglong looked at the morning sun and smiled slightly, "Not bad, this quality should be five or six hundred years old."
Long Hua's face froze for an instant, and he looked at Eagle Eye with cold eyes.
How dare you be vague about such an important matter!
However, Hawkeye really looked aggrieved and at a loss...
This thousand-year-old ginseng is definitely old enough!
I don’t know how many tests I have gone through, but no errors have occurred.
Click, click, click...
While Long Hua and others were puzzled, Wu Yinglong had already bitten off half of the ginseng in one bite, closing his eyes and shaking his head while chewing.
After a while.
Wu Yinglong's eyes glowed with golden light, and then he said an intriguing "Hmm...".
He shaved off the remaining half of the scattered ginseng seeds, threw them into his mouth again, and then casually threw the roots into the pit in the vegetable garden and buried them with his feet.
"It turns out to be from 1001."
Wu Yinglong raised his white eyebrows, showing a confused look, "When we get old, we can't do anything anymore, we can't eat anything, and there's nothing left..."
Such actions and complaints made Long Hua and others at a loss.
Good guy, your casual words almost scared us to death.
You can't act like an old naughty boy and make us dizzy by playing with you.
While they were speechless, Long Hua and others felt like they could not calm down for a long time, as if they were in turbulent waves.
That's a millennium ginseng!
None of the others like him could swallow him up like Wu Yinglong, so it was obvious that he was just mocking himself.
Sure enough, the influential figures who shook China at home and abroad when they were young are existences that cannot be underestimated even if they become old people!
What's more, he is the God of Death's master!
"Mr. Wu, you are joking. If you think the food is good, I will definitely pay attention to it in the future. Once I have good products, I will deliver them to you as soon as possible!"
This statement is not only to please Mr. Wu, but also to express his determination in coming this time. At the same time, he will not let his status be too low.
Thousand-year-old ginseng is not something you can get anywhere!
Be short-tongued and soft-handed.
As long as you love to eat, you have to leave behind some favors.
If you can get his favor, it will naturally be above anything else!
Just because of...the special nature of his identity!
"That's all."
Wu Yinglong shook his head and waved his hands with a smile, "No matter how good the food is, you will get tired of it if you eat too much. It is not as satisfying as my steamed buns and pickles."
Watching Wu Yinglong turn around and walk towards the thatched hut, Long Hua was at a loss when he saw him waving his hand again, now letting them come in to talk.
"You guys wait outside."
After giving the instructions, Long Hua went there...
Some things do not mean that more people have an advantage.
Besides, I came here just to find out the truth of the matter.
Inside the thatched house.
There were three bowls of white rice porridge on the table, and on the plate between the two steamed buns was a vinegar-based cabbage dish made by Chen Zongheng.
"Xiao Chen, why don't you have any sharp eyesight?"
Wu Yinglong frowned and reprimanded, "That's all for five people to prepare for a meal. After all, we are all serving the country. Do you want to rebel if others receive such special treatment?"
"Disciple...don't dare."
Chen Zongheng was only submissive, and his imperial aura of making waves outside was gone.
If Long Hua hadn't known that this man was the all-powerful God of Death, he might have thought that he was just a small follower around Wu Yinglong.
"Mr. Wu, it's not like..."
How could Long Hua not see the difference between them, "I already feel very honored to be able to taste the white rice porridge grown by Mr. Wu. Luxurious things like cornbread are the most greedy, but they are just the icing on the cake."
"Hahaha……"
Wu Yinglong laughed heartily, but when he looked at Chen Zongheng again, he still glared fiercely!
"Since you have forgiven him, I can't say anything."
Hearing this, Long Hua was stunned on the spot.
Originally...forgive him?
how you said that?
Does he mean to forgive him for this matter, or does he mean to forgive the Shura Legion for entering China?
"It's true that simple meals are not as good as your regular meals, but you can also taste it. If you really can't bear it, just throw it up. There aren't so many ways here."
This statement made Long Hua startled. He looked at Chen Zongheng, who was immersed in cooking, and then at Wu Yinglong, who continued to cook after finishing speaking.
For a while, it doesn’t matter whether you eat or not eat…