I have a manor in the elf world

"Mr. Jun Mo, would you like to dance together?"

"..."

The expression on Jun Mo's face was also quite strange.

"No, we have danced enough in our hometown."

"That's such a pity."

Yilaidi also looked regretful, picked up the fan next to him and walked towards the stage.

"Everyone! Let's dance together! Let's play music! Let's dance!"

"Ow!"

"..."

The corner of Jun Mo's mouth twitched, looking at the group of gringos holding red fans, he felt MMP in his heart.

"It's a shame that I went out of my way to learn dance, so co-writing it would be in vain."

Yinluo and others were also quite speechless. You must know that for this dance, Yinluo and others went to study with Sister Song Wenwan specifically to prevent any embarrassing things from happening, but... look at this crazy group of people. The gringos who twist their waists don't have what they call gentlemanly manners. They are really screwed.

"It's not without its benefits. At least you found an activity to pass the time."

"..."

Listening to Yi Tongxiao's words, all the girls also rolled their eyes. Who would have nothing to do to perform? In their eyes, if they have such time, it is better to go to various major halls to challenge and enhance their strength. Woolen cloth.

"Don't worry, I will show you some time."

"???"

Jun Mo pointed his finger at the particularly conspicuous arena.

"I think Yi Laidi also wants to see your strength. After all, you are the main personnel of Dragon Kingdom participating in the competition."

"Then...should we act it out?"

"Acting? Why are you acting? After so many tricks, don't you still have the confidence to beat those foreign prodigies with blood? One hand and four twos, how can you lose?"

"that's true."

Only then did Yi Tongxiao and others remember that they were no longer what they used to be. With their current strength, which was at the lowest level of the Heavenly King Intermediate level, could they still be afraid of a group of trainers who were even at the Elementary level of the Heavenly King? You know, in the youth competitions of international competitions, there are generally quasi-King trainers. King-level trainers are the secret weapons of a country. Take the original Dragon Kingdom as an example. Young King-level trainers have one hand. You can count them.

"Is this the difference between the money-making bosses and ordinary players? Although there is no unforgettable training, the final result is really exciting."

"is it?"

Jun Mo also glanced at Qian Shaofei funnyly.

"of course not!"

Qian Shaofei's words also stopped abruptly, and he lowered his head with a guilty look on his face.

"Let it be like this, I will arrange an unforgettable memory for you, although there are hundreds of millions of dangers."

"Stop! Brother Jun Mo, what I said is all nonsense, just think of me as a fart."

"Ok?"

"..."

Qian Shaofei pondered for a moment, then walked back to his underground villa with his chubby body under the murderous eyes of everyone, leaving only his head expressionless.

"This little fat guy really has nothing to do. I'm afraid that when you go back, a huge opportunity will be in front of you. Although it is a bit dangerous, there is no problem. I will keep an eye on you."

Hesu also patted his own mountain with a proud look on his face.

Yi Tongxiao and others also looked surprised after hearing Hesu's words.

"At best, he will just become a useless person in society, and no one will die."

Yi Tongxiao and others: "..."

"Okay, everyone, please be quiet."

Jun Mo also stretched out his hand and pressed down gently.

"You have time, you might as well eat more."

Jun Mo said as he picked up a 5-point steak.

"Little Huo Miao, come out and stay with me for a while."

"fire?"

A little guy made of rocks and flames also appeared on the dining table.

Seeing Wu Zhi Xiao Huo Miao's appearance, Jun Mo found an iron pot from nowhere and placed it on Wu Zhi Xiao Huo Miao's head.

"fire?"

"Don't move, control the fire."

"fire."

Jun Mo took out the oil, salt, sauce and vinegar as he spoke. Song Wenwan and others looked confused.

You said we were too pretentious to eat these meals, so what are you going to do now?

"Who told you that you can't cook?"

Jun Mo's face was filled with indifference. The steak in his hands was constantly changing, and the faint smell of meat began to spread.

"Um...Mo, can I have some?"

Jun Mo seemed to glance at Hesu, who was already drooling, with a teasing smile on his face.

"Weren't you very hard just now? Why are you so soft now?"

"I've always been soft. It's not like you haven't touched me before."

Song Wenwan and others' faces turned red. She obviously wasn't in the car, so how could she get motion sickness? This is unscientific!

"Okay, what kind of flavor do you want to eat?"

"Be lighter."

"Okay, what about you?"

Song Wenwan and others were stunned for a moment, and then became excited.

"What's our share?"

"If you don't want to eat..."

"I want to eat! Long live Brother Junmo!"

With the help of Unruly Little Flame, Jun Mo quickly prepared delicious food for everyone. When Jun Mo looked up, he saw a group of gringos who kept swallowing their saliva.

"You are not used to it when I film it, so..."

"I'm used to eating."

Yi Laidi immediately picked up a piece of beef with sauce and started eating it.

Yisiqi also grabbed it from his father without any courtesy.

"You brat, get out of here! This belongs to your father!"

"What's mine, it's all mine, don't snatch it from me!"

"Do you still want the inheritance rights? As long as you put down that piece of soy beef, my wealth will be yours."

"You should keep it for yourself, I just want the beef."

Jun Mo and others also fell into a negative state of confusion. How could it be that they had not eaten in eight lifetimes? Is this still a local snake in this land?

Song Wenwan and others never thought that when they first tasted Jun Mo's god-level cooking skills, they would be as miserable as them.

The two of Yi Laidi also got into a fight over a piece of beef. If Jun Mo hadn't separated them forcefully, Jun Mo would have even suspected that father and son would turn against each other.

However, there is actually no problem, it’s just that there are two more mouths.

The two of Yi Laidi were relatively good, but the other foreigners were different. Seeing the fragrant and delicious sauced beef waving to them, everyone fell into the negative buff of extreme hunger. The key is They don't dare to ask for it yet. After all, those people have the potential to make them disappear completely.

At this time, Wu Zhi Xiao Huo Miao also suddenly remembered something very important.

So how did you become a cooking stove? Isn't this right?