Unexpectedly, Gui Yezi's weapon refining technique was so useful, and Gu Fenghua's idea of ​​practicing this technique became even stronger. Unfortunately, this old man was too stubborn and if he wanted to give it to him, he had to agree to him.
He refused to even say the conditions, so Gu Fenghua was not willing to agree easily.
However, it was obviously impossible for her to give up. Fortunately, Gu Fenghua had already had an idea and was not too worried.
I was anxious and couldn't eat hot tofu. Gu Fenghua temporarily threw this matter aside, calmed down and calmed his mind again, and practiced without being anxious or impatient.
Gu Fenghua was awakened by a scream. As soon as it dawn, a scream spread throughout the ancient city of Mingsha.
The scream was so heart-wrenching and so tear-jerking that even Gu Fenghua, whose mind was empty, was awakened.
There is no doubt that the scream came from Tang Junhou.
Hanged on the high flagpole, the tenacity of the young master Tang from the Tang bloodline was released again. He endured the biting cold wind for a night without screaming, but when the sun rose, he sprinkled thousands of golden lights, countless
When his eyes looked up at him like a monkey show, Young Master Tang's dignity was finally broken, and he could no longer bear the pain of the bone-blazing cold wind, and let out a scream of pain.
Under the flagpole, looking at Tang Junhou who screamed with tears in his face, even those who were originally disgusted with him could not help but feel a little pity.
Of course, Gu Fenghua and his group would definitely not have any sympathy. If Gu Fenghua had not had the power of the phoenix, he would have been not affected by the Seven-Star Shocking Flag, he would have been framed and expelled from the Nether Sand City.
I can't even maintain this kind of cultivation.
When Tang Junhou ended up like this, he was completely worthy of his sins, so what else is worthy of mercy?
Accompanied by Tang Junhou's heart-wrenching screams, Gu Fenghua came to the yard with a smile on his face.
"Fenghua, you are getting up too. What do you want to eat? How about the eight-treasure lotus seed porridge?" The fat white man had just gotten up when he saw Gu Fenghua greeting him.
"No, I want to eat the Baifang Qingxin Porridge you made last time." Before Gu Fenghua could speak, Luo Enen said first.
"It's too troublesome." The fat white man frowned. Baifang Qingxin Porridge was a medicinal food he invented some time ago. It was made of over a hundred kinds of strange flowers and plants and a kind of fragrant rice produced in the remote mountainous areas of Xinghua.
The formula is extremely particular, and of course it is extremely cumbersome to cook.
"Beautiful man, thank you for your hard work. I want to eat Baifang Qingxin Porridge." Luo Enen shook the fat white man's arm and said softly.
"A handsome man, I will go to the trial in a few days. I don't know how much hardship you will have to endure. For the sake of mercy, you can work hard." Ye Wuse also advised, in fact, it was not for mercy, it was him
Want to eat it yourself.
"Yeah, handsome guy, thank you for your hard work." Xie Youran and Fang Tianyou also advised.
Since they tasted the fat white man's cooking skills, they knew what the ultimate taste in the world is. Seeing that even those who are used to his cooking skills are so obsessed with this so-called Baifang Qingxin Porridge, how could they miss it?
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Of course, knowing the taboos of fat white, they no longer dare to call him fat anymore. The word "beautiful man" blurted out, so natural and so sincere.