Warden of Heaven

Chapter 609 Don't say anything, let's fight!
Chen Feng intuitively felt that the five ghosts carrying the coffin were definitely not as simple as Luo Yuntian said.

Among them, there must be some hidden secrets hidden.

However, it was obvious that Luo Yan only knew the superficiality, and he couldn't find anything if he asked again.

"Yan, stay with me tonight, okay?"

Chen Feng suddenly leaned over and pushed Luo Yan down on the sofa.

"Ah!" Luo Yan exclaimed, her pretty face blushed, and she said nervously.

"No, in case the clansmen see it... Woo!"

Before Luo Yan finished speaking, her small mouth was tightly blocked, and her delicate body softened instantly.

Ten minutes later, Luo Yan's beautiful eyes suddenly opened, and she pushed Chen Feng away.

"No, really not!"

"If my tribe finds out, I will lose face."

Luo Yan hurriedly stood up, her pretty face flushed, and she tidied up her sharp clothes.

He lowered his head, not daring to look at Chen Feng, and hummed like a mosquito.

"If you are interested, ask the patriarch for marriage after tomorrow!"

After finishing speaking, Luo Yan was so ashamed that she didn't dare to look at Chen Feng again, opened the door and ran out.

Looking at the beautiful figure of Luo Yan leaving, the seven-colored dragon blood in Chen Feng's body gradually cooled down.

Raising his hand and smelling the lingering fragrance in his palm, the corners of Chen Feng's mouth curled up involuntarily.

"This girl, you are too timid."

After closing the door, Chen Feng entered the prison with a thought.

"Father Chen Feng, do you have any more Coke?"

As soon as Chen Feng came in, Nezha rushed over, not caring to put down the poker in his hand, and asked with bright eyes.

Whizzing!

Tieguai Li and Mo Liqing, not to be outdone, all ran over.

The landlord couldn't care less about fighting these three guys, and smiled flatteringly at Chen Feng.

"Chen Feng's father, the dishes made by God of Cookery, put too much salt."

"We're dying of thirst."

"How about a bottle of Coke for one person?"

"Wow, woof, and me!" Xiao Tiangou hurriedly yelled too.

Then, he hurriedly turned his head and stared at the indescribable picture in the animal world on the tablet, watching with relish.

Those wretched little eyes seemed reluctant to leave even for a quarter of an hour.

"Tieguai Li, what are you talking about!"

Before Chen Feng could open his mouth, the God of Cookery ran over angrily with a black face, carrying a frying pan.

Then, he asked angrily.

"When did I add too much salt!"

"I warn you, don't talk nonsense."

"Dare to question my professional level, I will fight you!"

The God of Cookery picked up the frying pan, as if he had been extremely insulted, he roared angrily.

Decide on your sister!

Tieguai Li was speechless, and gave the God of Cookery a supercilious look.

This stupid big man, his head was fried, right?
This is called strategy, understand!

Otherwise, why did you ask Chen Feng's father for a Coke?
"God of Cookery, look at you as an adult, what's the matter?"

"Too much salt is too much, just admit it, what's the big deal?"

While talking, Tieguai Li kept winking at the God of Cookery.

However, the God of Cookery suddenly went berserk!
"Fuck, you not only wronged me, but also despised me with your eyes!"

"Tieguai Li, you have angered me!"

"Don't say anything, let's fight!"

boom!
The God of Cookery let out a loud roar, threw the frying pan on the table, and slammed it hard, furious like a fighting cock!
What the hell!

Tieguai Li was so frightened that he quickly took a few steps back and hid behind Mo Liqing.

Looking at the God of Cookery, he was really speechless.

This big stupid, elm-headed ah!
Then he despises you with his eyes, that is to wink at you, okay!

"Don't hide, come out for me!"

"Duel, I want to duel with you!"

The God of Cookery blushed with anger, waving the wok and jumping up and down.

If Mo Liqing hadn't blocked him, the frying pan would have hit Tieguai Li's head a long time ago.

"Oh, it's okay, it's okay!"

"I said God of Cookery, but I was just joking, what about you?"

"Fuck~!" The God of Cookery widened his eyes and stared at Mo Liqing when he heard it, and then he became angry all of a sudden!

boom!
The iron pot in his hand swung it on the table again, and yelled at Mo Liqing.

"Mo Liqing, you actually sidetracked!"

"Don't say anything, let's fight!"

This time, the God of Cookery didn't look for Tieguai Li anymore, picked up the iron pot, and rushed over with the magic gift on his back.

"Nimma, mad dog!"

Mo Liqing's expression changed, and he ran away.

Now, they don't have mana to protect them, so being hit by this big iron pot is no joke.

"Hey, God of Cookery, you are enough!"

Nezha couldn't see it anymore, stopped the God of Cookery with his hips akimbo, and shouted with staring eyes.

The God of Cookery stopped when he saw Nezha obstructing him, and said angrily.

"Nezha, since we are half of the same team, I won't make things difficult for you."

"Get out of the way, I want to fight them!"

Half a colleague?

The words of the God of Cookery completely fooled Nezha.

"When did I become your companion?"

The God of Cookery raised his chin, and said with a strong arrogance.

"Don't you often grill dragon meat by the East Sea?"

"Although the roast is very unpalatable, you can still be regarded as an old cook!"

"I am the God of Cookery, I recognize you!"

puff!
"Don't talk nonsense!"

"This prince is a good student of Tushita Palace Academy, a well-known well-behaved baby."

"In the future, we will do big things."

"How could he be a cook!"

Nezha said with one hand on his hip and pointed at the God of Cookery with the other.

The God of Cookery stared, his beard curled up.

"What's wrong with the cook, your tone of voice clearly looks down on the cook!"

"If you look down on the cook, you look down on me!"

"Don't say anything, let's fight!"

The God of Cookery roared, picked up the frying pan, and rushed towards Nezha again.

Nezha was so smart, he ran behind Chen Feng in a whiz, and said pitifully.

"Father Chen Feng, please take care of it!"

"He hit a weak and helpless child like me!"

When Chen Feng heard this, the corners of his mouth twitched, black lines all over his head.

Nima, are you weak and helpless?
If the Dragon Clan of the Four Seas hears these words, they won't be so angry that they will just turn the tables, and they will all die!
"Come out, duel!"

Seeing that Nezha was hiding behind Chen Feng, the God of Cookery refused to give up, and jumped and shouted.

"Okay, don't make trouble!"

Chen Feng frowned, and said to the God of Cookery.

Originally, Chen Feng was fortunate that there was an extra God of Cookery in the prison, so it wasn't all a joke.

But looking at it now, this God of Cookery is so stupid that he fights duels every now and then!

Before myself, I was still too optimistic, and I was a little early to be happy.

None of these gods are normal.

"Father Chen Feng, I must ask them for an explanation!"

"It's okay to insult me, but it's absolutely not acceptable to insult my professional level!"

"Duel, I want to fight with you!"

Seeing that the God of Cookery was not forgiving, he was really angry, so Chen Feng smiled wryly and said.

"God of Cookery, what they said is all false."

"You put just the right amount of salt in your dishes, one more is too much, one less is too little."

"The reason why they say salty is to ask me for a Coke, you have been fooled!"

The God of Cookery was stunned when he heard this, and then looked at Chen Feng, deeply moved.

"Father Chen Feng, you are the one who is honest and nice to speak!"

"They just wronged me, it's just too bad!"

"Father Chen Feng, do you eat fish-flavored shredded pork? I'll fry it for you."

With gratitude, the God of Cookery said eagerly to Chen Feng.

"Uh... don't use it for now."

"Well, go get busy, I'll tell them something."

Chen Feng has black lines on his face, brother has business to do, what fish-flavored shredded pork are he eating!

Tieguai Li and the others twitched the corners of their mouths and took the opportunity to speak.

"God of Cookery, the great god on the computer has taught you a lot of dishes, can you not just learn a fish-flavored shredded pork."

"You can't get one to die if you pluck the wool."

"Eating fish-flavored shredded pork every now and then, we're going to throw up, you can change it!"

When the God of Cookery heard this, his eyes widened, he picked up the frying pan, and said loudly.

"You actually said that you will throw up after eating my food!"

"This is an insult to my professionalism!"

"Don't say anything, let's fight!"

puff!
Nima!

Chen Feng rolled his eyes and fell on his back!
(End of this chapter)