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Chapter 324 Wretched development, don't wave

In the dense forest, Bai Yang and others stayed.

There are one hundred and fifty guards, most of whom are scattered around to guard, while the rest are busy.

Clean the place, collect firewood, and bury pots to make rice.

Because there was a huge wolf pack to transport, Bai Yang and others brought a lot of things, and there was no shortage of daily necessities, including pots, pans, seasonings and kitchen utensils.

While Bai Yang was sorting out his thoughts, Mao Mao and the four sisters Bingqing Yujie went to cook.

Amidst the crackling sounds, someone cut down the trees, split them into planks, and set up cooking tables and benches on the spot.

In this world, there is no such thing as indiscriminate deforestation. It doesn't matter if you do it casually or set the mountain on fire...

Bamboos as thick as buckets were cut down, split into sections, drilled, washed with clear springs in the forest, filled with pearl-like rice, added with an appropriate amount of water, and thrown directly into the fire.

Bamboo tube rice, "invented" by Bai Yang, uses pure natural bamboo, clear springs, and crystal clear rice. Under the licking of the flames, the fragrant rice fragrance will waft out in a short while.

The combination of the sweetness of rice and the fragrance of bamboo will make people drool, and you can finish several bowls without any dishes.

On the other side, more than ten iron pots with a diameter of 1.5 meters have been set on the fire, and the spring water has been boiled.

The hunted beasts were washed clean, chopped into large pieces and thrown into boiling water in a large pot. Some original spices and appropriate salt were added from time to time. After a while, a strong fragrance wafted around, making people's noses twitch.

The kitten was standing by a pot. When he saw that the meat was almost cooked, he picked up a large piece, weighing about fifty kilograms, and set it aside to cool.

Lin Jie'er was helping on the side and did her duty, making another pot for her and preparing various ingredients and seasonings.

When the meat was almost cooled, the little cat waved his long sword, a sword shadow flashed, and the meat was cut into paper-like thin slices.

Keep most of it for later use, throw one-third into the boiling hot oil, let it steam, stir-fry the onion, ginger and garlic, add an appropriate amount of salt and chili, stir-fry a few times, and remove from the pot.

When the kitten was cooking, Lin Yu'er had prepared a small pot beside her. She put the base ingredients, put the side dishes into the pot, added the broth, placed the small pot on an iron bucket, and filled the iron bucket with red charcoal fire.

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Mao Mao put some of the spare meat slices into the pot and asked Lin Jie'er to send them to Bai Yang.

Well, this is a hot pot dish that was still ‘invented’ by Bai Yang.

When Lin Jie'er delivered the hot pot, Mao Mao was making dipping sauce.

After the dipping sauce was prepared, Mao Mao put the remaining meat slices into a wooden basin, added salt, vinegar, sesame seeds, Sichuan peppercorns, chili peppers, and sugar, and stirred to create a cold meat dish.

Then he took the cooked bamboo rice with him and walked over with a smile on his face and said, "Master, you can eat now."

In the wilderness, everything was simplified, but Kitty's cooking skills improved greatly, and she made three dishes of a kind of meat in such a short period of time.

Bai Yang opened a small stove, and the guards did not treat him badly. Large pieces of meat, rice in bamboo tubes and wine were their favorites.

The four sisters, Mao Mao, Bingqing Yujie, Shan Qiulin and Baiyang, gathered around the table to eat, wine and meat, all natural, not to mention how refreshing it was in the wilderness.

After eating until his belly was round, Bai Yang looked at the kitten and gave a thumbs up and said: "Cat, your craftsmanship is getting better and better."

"As long as the young master likes it," Mao Mao smiled happily and wiped Bai Yang's mouth carefully.

Blind Shan Qiulin threw down his wooden bowl and said: "These meals are unique. The simple ingredients are so delicious after being cooked. They are comparable to the carefully prepared dishes in some big restaurants."

"Tsk, tsk, it sounds like you've eaten a lot of delicious food, but you don't look like a gourmand," Bai Yang curled his lips and said.

"I remember there was a restaurant in the county that launched a dish every month, which was the best in the world, but it's a pity that I only heard about it, and it didn't taste that good," Shan Qiulin said regretfully.

This guy, after turning his mind away from his junior sister, actually started to think about enjoying life.

"Huzi!" At this moment, Bai Yang raised his eyebrows and said loudly.

Over there, Hu Zi grabbed a large piece of meat and gnawed it fiercely, while holding chopsticks in the other hand to pull rice out of a bamboo tube. Hearing Bai Yang's call, he raised his head and swallowed the food in his mouth and replied: "Master, what are your orders?"

Bai Yang pointed to the distance in the dense forest and said: "The enemy will arrive on the battlefield in five seconds, be ready!"

Huzi had already adapted to Baiyang's way of speaking. He immediately dropped his job, held Bartley in his hand and waved, "Brothers, let's get to work!"

Hu la la, twenty or thirty mountain people held barretts and occupied various key points, aiming in the direction of Baiyang.

Bai Yang usually doesn't joke, so the four sisters Bingqing Yujie and the kitten became alert and protected Bai Yang.

"Is there really someone here?" Shan Qiulin listened for a second and asked curiously when he heard nothing.

"Of course" Bai Yang nodded.

roar……!

The silver wolf crouched in front of Bai Yang, the hair all over his body roared, feeling the crisis, indirectly confirming Bai Yang's words.

Animals' sense of crisis is generally more acute than that of humans.

Eight hundred meters away from Bai Yang and others, a young man in purple stood on the top of a towering tree. He stood on the treetop and swayed in the wind as if he had no weight.

"Did you find me?" He raised his eyebrows and whispered to himself.

He chuckled nonchalantly, tiptoed, and leaped out into the air, taking a hundred meters in one step. In a few seconds, he reached the treetops two hundred meters away from Bai Yang and the others.

"Hey, which one are you?"

Before he could speak, Bai Yang was chewing a fragrant fruit in his mouth, with juice splashing everywhere. He looked up at the young man in purple on the treetop and asked.

The young man in purple clothes has a handsome and angular appearance, and he looks very coquettish standing on the treetop with a long sword in his hand.

"Purple Clothes Pavilion, prosperous and prosperous." The young man in purple clothes on the treetop looked at Bai Yang and said with a smile.

When this man appeared, Huzi and others' Bartley had already aimed at him. Bai Yang did not give any order, and Huzi and others did not fire.

Being pointed at by Bartley, Chang Huarong frowned slightly, feeling cold and even vaguely tingling in the fatal parts of his body. That was the sense of crisis as a warrior reminding him that he was in danger!

Bai Yang curled his lips and said, "I'm not familiar with you. What's the matter?"

"Although I don't know what kind of weapon they are holding, can I ask them to put it away? I feel uncomfortable being pointed at like this," Chang Huarong frowned.

"Young Master, there are more than a dozen large and small sects in the state capital. Ziyi Pavilion is one of them. The master of the pavilion has a cultivation level of a grandmaster. This Chang Huarong is not an ordinary person. He has a cultivation level of a martial artist. His strength is comparable to

The original Yue Kong," Lin Bing'er reminded in a low voice beside Bai Yang.

She turned out to be a member of the Blood Lotus Sect and had a good grasp of all aspects of information. It was not surprising to know Chang Huarong.

Bai Yang nodded slightly, it seems that this guy is also a master who is expected to reach the master level.

In this world, martial arts are prosperous and Shinto is ethereal. Although there are many dynasties and empires carving up the world to establish order, folk sects and sects cannot be ignored.

Strong men in the master realm are qualified to occupy mountains, recruit disciples, pass on martial arts, and become powerful in their own way. This is allowed by dynasties and empires.

There are even many sects established by strong men that even the country is afraid of, such as the Blood Lotus Sect.

"Master, this man is dangerous, do you want us to kill him? If he comes to us in the wilderness, he will definitely be well-meaning," Huzi pointed at Chang Huarong with his batley and said.

After sweating a little, Bai Yang said: "Huzi, you are so underdeveloped, don't waste your time."

Well, Huzi is a bit confident. He has practiced the Secret Code of Thunder and learned how to use firearms. Piao Piaoran actually doesn't take people seriously anymore.

I don't even think about it, is it easy for someone who dares to come alone to the lost river forest? With such a short distance, Bai Yang can guarantee that if Chang Huarong wants to take action, Huzi and others may not even have a chance to shoot.

The level gap is too big, so this can't be done.

"However, you should have come to Mishe Forest because of that girl Yu Feifeng, but what do you mean by hanging behind us after climbing over Eagle Cliff?" Bai Yang tilted his head and looked at Chang Huarong and said.

"You know I'm following you?" Chang Huarong raised his eyebrows.

Bai Yang didn't bother to say more about such a meaningless question. Your method of hiding and tracking was weak. My buddy had discovered you a long time ago. It's just that you didn't show any hostility before and didn't bother to talk to you.

He curled his lips and said, "What's the matter with you? I'm very busy."

"Oh, since you know that I am here for Sister Feifeng, then the problem is simple. First, give me Sister Feifeng's giant sword. Second, follow me, and I will take you to Feifeng.

Let her feel ashamed in front of Sister Feng." Chang Huarong looked at Bai Yang and said playfully.

"Where does your sense of superiority come from?" Bai Yang blinked.

"Does that mean you don't agree?" Chang Huarong gradually put away his smile.

Ma Dan, I thought you were trying to hold back some big moves after following me for so long. After a long time, everyone in the world should follow you?

Bai Yang pointed at Chang Huarong and said, "Fight him!"

Huzi and others had been waiting for Bai Yang's words for a long time. The moment he finished speaking, Bartley, who had not yet put down his words, raised his head and opened fire at Chang Huarong.

"Humph, you don't know what is good or bad!" Chang Huarong's face turned cold.

A bright edge flashed, and there was a jingling sound. He unsheathed his long sword and picked off a few bullets. His figure flashed and he came towards Huzi and the others who fired the gun.

Master, Bai Yang raised his eyebrows.

Judging from the vague true energy on the opponent's body, there is no doubt that this person must be a top master in the realm of martial arts. Only a warrior at this level can deflect Bartley's bullet with a cold weapon.

Danger!

This was the thought that came to Huzi's mind at this time, and he felt chills all over his body. The opponent was too fast, and they didn't even have a chance to fire a second shot when they rushed over!

"It's just ants," Chang Huarong sneered in his heart. Killing everyone present didn't feel the slightest pressure on him.

Sure enough, this kind of guy who would step on others if he disagreed with him would not survive more than one chapter.

Bai Yang curled his lips and muttered to himself.

Who cares about you Ziyi Pavilion people, just kill them and be done with them.

Everyone reacted differently in an instant.

When Chang Huarong fought out with his sword, Mo Min was shocked. An unparalleled crisis enveloped his heart, making him feel cold all over. His purple essence spurted out like rays of light, and he quickly retreated.

But it was too late.

The red flame appeared out of thin air and enveloped him, as if he was in an oven. His true energy could not withstand the terrifying flames and collapsed rapidly... (To be continued.)


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