My uncle is Lin Zhengying

"Where."

Zhang Jing waved his hand, shook his head and said, "It's my fault when I talk about it. I didn't notice it for a while, and I fell into the trick of this white bone spirit and golden cicada to escape. Thanks to your help to stop it, Fellow Daoist Yan, I was able to kill this evildoer today."

"Subduing demons and eliminating demons is what everyone of my generation should take for granted." Yan Qing said. .

The two exchanged polite words, and Zhang Jingcai asked, "How is Fellow Daoist Yan? Is it okay?"

Hearing this, Yan Qingfeng wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said with a hearty smile: "It's not a problem, it's not a problem, it's just a minor injury."

His action should have been very chic.

But his overall demeanor and square face always give people a naive feeling when he smiles.

"Oops!"

Suddenly, Yan Qingfeng patted himself on the head, looking annoyed, as if he had missed something important.

"What's wrong?" Seeing this, Zhang Jing's heart tightened, thinking that something was wrong.

"Eh..." Yan Qingfeng scratched his head, and said with a silly smile, "It's nothing."

After he finished speaking, he hurried over to pick up the long sword that was slapped to the ground by the Immortal King of Nine Mountains during the fight just now, and then said to Zhang Jing: "Zhang Daoyou, we are destined to meet today, and we will get rid of the evil bone spirit together. Such a gratifying thing, must have a good meal!"

Ok?

Zhang Jing froze for a moment, unable to keep up with this person's brain circuit.

It is gratifying to kill the bone spirit, but why do you have to have a good meal?

and……

Zhang Jing looked up at the sky, and then looked around.

It's late at night, and in the wilderness, how can I have a good meal?

Just when Zhang Jingzheng was wondering, Yan Qingfeng walked towards the big stone not far away with his sword in hand.

It was the place where he and the Immortal King of Nine Mountains met and fought for the first time just now, and then he cast a fire spell and lit a few dry sticks.

It turned out that there was an uncooked pheasant here!

Zhang Jing understood.

No wonder this Kunlun disciple stayed in the wilderness in the middle of the night. It turned out that he was roasting wild game!

"Fortunately, it wasn't ruined. When we fought just now, I avoided this place, hehe..." Yan Qingfeng smelled the smell of roast chicken, and said with a smile: "Zhang Daoyou, come here, let's sit down and chat for a while God. This pheasant can be eaten after roasting for a while..."

In the middle of the night, Zhang Jing naturally had no appetite, so he sat down and said with a smile, "I'm not hungry, so I won't eat. But we can chat for a while."

After a while, the fragrance began to spread.

The grilled chicken was done.

Yan Qingfeng actually carried condiments such as salt and pepper with him. After sprinkled on the pheasant, he tore off one and handed it to Zhang Jing.

"Just eat, I'm really not hungry."

Zhang Jing smelled the tempting smell of meat, and saw the golden-yellow chicken skin, and actually felt a little regretful, and felt a little hungry.

But I was a little embarrassed, so I declined.

"Oh, there's nothing wrong with eating a little." Fortunately, Yan Qingfeng was very firm and forced it to Zhang Jing.

"Then I won't be polite..." Zhang Jing also smiled, took a bite of the chicken leg, his mouth was a little hot, trembling, and satisfied: "Oh! It smells so good!"

"Scent?"

Yan Qingfeng was very happy to see someone appreciating his cooking skills, and he also tore off a chicken leg and started biting it.

After taking a bite, he frowned, stopped immediately, and said to Zhang Jing: "Wait a minute, there is another good thing, it will be delicious if you eat it together!"

Zhang Jing was curious, thinking that Yan Qingfeng had some unique formula.

Unexpectedly, Yan Qingfeng took out two heads of garlic from his pocket, and said, "If you eat meat but don't eat garlic, the fragrance will be reduced by half! It's a pity that there are only two ends left. Let's eat one end each, and eat sparingly."

After speaking, he began to peel the garlic.

After peeling, eat a piece of meat and a piece of garlic, it looks full of fragrance.

This sudden coquettish operation left Zhang Jing dumbfounded again.

It is acceptable for Zhang Jing to put some garlic in the stir-fry.

But eating raw garlic like this is a bit fierce, right?

"Zhang Daoyou, why don't you eat it? Eat it! Garlic and barbecue are really good!" Yan Qingfeng strongly recommended.

Zhang Jing had no choice but to try to eat one, and his face turned red immediately, a little hot.

Asked: "Fellow Daoist Yan, don't you think it's spicy to eat garlic like this?"

Yan Qingfeng shook his head and said, "It's not spicy, just right!"

Zhang Jingjing thanked Bumin, returned all the remaining garlic, and said, "I'm not used to it, you can eat all of these garlic, Fellow Daoist Yanyan, if you like them."

"You really don't want to eat?" Yan Qingfeng still looked a little incredulous.

"I really don't want to eat. I'm not being polite this time." Zhang Jing nodded firmly.

"Then I won't be polite, it just so happens that I don't have enough garlic." Yan Qingfeng smiled naively, and then took a bite, eating more cheerfully.

Although after a while, he was also a little bit hot, his face was flushed, and his forehead was sweating, but he enjoyed it.

After eating a whole chicken, both ends of garlic are also eaten.

It can be said that there is no leftover garlic!

Zhang Jing's scalp was tingling as he watched from the side. He finally understood why Yan Qingfeng's face was still teased as a master of the master level.

It's strange that such eating habits don't last long!

Chapter 373 Heroes Save America

Chicken and garlic are exhausted!

This golden pheasant was fat and beautiful. Zhang Jing ate a little of it, but most of it went into Yan Qingfeng's stomach.

There's no way, this person eats too fast, he feels like he doesn't need to chew his food, he devours it voraciously.

Zhang Jing used to think that he could eat fast enough, but after seeing Yan Qingfeng today, he realized that he was still too young.