Collapse: The opening system captures the Herrscher of Knowledge

"Ha~ How long have you been playing? I'm sleepy." Fu Ming rubbed his eyes, yawning and asking.

"Master and Xilin have been fighting for almost three hours, and there is still no winner π_π." Wu Tong looked at the time on the watch and said weakly.

"Then I'll go back to the house and cook that chicken." Looking at the somewhat dim sky, Fu Ming stood up, stretched himself, and walked slowly towards the house.

"Sirin is still very fair. If Qiyana's power is used, Xiaoshi will be gone in three rounds." Fu Ming whispered while plucking his chicken feathers.

"Today's dinner will be served by my Chef Ming, you guys are in luck." Fu Ming picked up the naked chicken in his hand and nodded in satisfaction.

High-end ingredients often only require the simplest cooking methods.

The busy master Fu Ming picked up the dry firewood he picked up at random, put them together neatly, and then pulled up the Feiyuwan brand 'lighter' to ignite it.

Afterwards, he started a horse-killing service for the red chicken that had been trimmed to ensure that the whole body of the chicken was marinated.

..........

"Yes, it seems that there is no mistake this time. Let me say that it was not my fault that I made carbon."

Master Fu Ming, who had been busy for an hour, nodded in satisfaction as he looked at the golden roasted whole chicken.

Miaolixian: Why is it unscientific to make such beautiful food?

"It smells so good, it smells like roast chicken."

Wutong sniffed the fragrance in the air, trotted all the way to Fu Ming and squatted down, tears streaming down from the corners of his mouth.

"Stop! We've been fighting for a long time, how about we continue when we're full?" Xiaoshi looked at the fireworks rising below, and quickly waved his hand to signal Xilin to look below, then turned around and flew towards Fu Ming.

"...No problem, I'll be with you anytime☆" Sirin rubbed her stomach and nodded in agreement.

With the end of the war between the two, the people at the foot of Taixu Mountain also recovered from their panic.

Passerby A: "It's over? What happened on Taixu Mountain?"

Passerby B: "Do you think Immortal Chiyuan has returned?"

Passerby Ding: "What era is this? You don't really believe in immortals, do you? No, no."

Passerby B: "Then how do you explain the sound of Mount Taixu?"

Old Wang, a passer-by: "Let's go, let's go, each go back to his own house, each finds his own daughter-in-law."

"Sakura, is this made?" Xiaoshi looked at Yae Sakura and asked, pointing at the grilled chicken.

"No..." Yae Sakura was about to say no, but was interrupted by Fu Ming at the side.

"Cough! Come on, eat it while it's hot! This chicken is too small, so I won't eat it." Fu Ming coughed dryly, tore off one chicken leg and handed it to Xiaoshi, and gave the other chicken leg to Xi Lin.

The rest will be decided by Yae Sakura and Indus.

"Brother, you are a monster!" Wu Tong scratched his head and said embarrassedly.

"Ahem, stop talking and eat quickly." Fu Ming clutched his heart, feeling condemned in his heart.

"Then what do you eat?" Xiaoshi asked, looking at the chicken leg in his hand.

"I have instant noodles here, eat them quickly." Fu Ming took out the instant noodles that had been cooked in advance and ate them.

"It feels a bit wrong, but I can't tell." Xiaoshi touched his chin, and then bit off the chicken leg.

Sirin looked at the chicken leg in her hand, and just as she was about to sip, Kiyana's voice came from her mind: "It looks delicious, Sirin, how about we eat together?"

"As you wish☆"

After finishing speaking, Sirin's eyes turned one blue and one golden, then bit off the chicken leg, chewed and swallowed, Sirin widened her eyes, looked at Yae Sakura and Hiyumaru who had fallen to the ground, and fainted in disbelief In the past, only Qiyana was still persisting.

"Why does this chicken leg look like it was made by Ah Ming...for Ah Ming, this sacrifice is necessary!"

And Qiyana insisted on taking another bite, then fell to the ground foaming at the mouth.

"...Master... Sirin, this grilled chicken is...poisonous..." Wu Tong kept foaming at his mouth, holding the leftover chicken butt and saying the last word intermittently last words.

"Ouch~oh!"

Xiaoshi stretched out his fingers and stabbed towards the throat, trying to spit out the mouthful he had just eaten.

Temple Immortal: Science! (affim)

Fu Ming looked at the fainted people, only Xiaoshi was still trying to save himself, and couldn't help feeling: "It seems that it's because of me, suck~"