God of Cooking, Monster: No, we have become ingredients

Long Batian came to ask for the body of the old Dragon King? Upon hearing this, Hong Zun was stunned.

Damn it, this bitch really doesn’t want to lose face.

We killed the old Dragon King for you and let you sit on the throne of Dragon King. Why the hell are you going to betray me?

Looking at Hong Zun who was stunned, Qi Xiong instantly understood what was going on and said with a serious expression.

"Hong Zun, tell me honestly what's going on."

No matter how many times he calculated, he never expected that Long Batian would come to claim the body of the old Dragon King.

Seeing this, Hong Zun's mind started to spin rapidly and he spoke.

"Elder brother has a keen eye and tells the truth that we were the ones who killed the old Dragon King."

"Then why didn't you admit it before?"

"Isn't this the time of the war when the old Dragon King's body disappeared? I was worried that my senior brother would blame me, so..."

"Really?"

"It's absolutely true."

Anyway, he definitely couldn't admit that he was eaten by them. Seeing this, Qi Xiong was silent for a moment and then said.

"Just throw it away, that's it."

It seems that he has no intention of going into details. Anyway, in Qi Xiong's view, killing the old Dragon King is a great achievement. As for the corpse, it is better if it is there, and it doesn't matter if it is not there.

After hanging up the formation, Qi Xiong said to Wu Shoudao on the side.

"Let Lin Potian take the elders of Ba Qianfeng to the offshore camp. I'm afraid of an accident if I rely on those disciples alone."

"it is good."

On the other side, seeing that Qi Xiong did not continue to pursue the case, Hong Zun was relieved, but he still cursed fiercely.

"You bitch, you're still uneasy after sitting on the throne of Dragon King. Let's go to the offshore camp when you have time."

This bitch still has the nerve to claim the body of the old Dragon King. It seems that he still needs to let it have a longer memory.

I really want to give it to you. You don’t feel guilty. Why did the old Dragon King die? Don’t you have any idea?

But fortunately, it has finally passed.

After tidying up, everyone continued to set off, this time heading straight to Tree City.

Seeing thousands of flying boats setting sail again, many people in Wanjia Town sighed repeatedly.

"As expected of a large sect, it has such a large presence when traveling."

They rushed all the way to Shucheng. After a long time, everyone finally arrived at Shucheng.

Standing on the deck of the flying boat, Ye Changqing saw a continuous forest sea from a distance, with no end in sight.

And at the top of this forest sea, there is a high city standing.

The entire city is built on trees, with no walls and no need for walls.

This is the first time Ye Changqing has seen such a city.

"How about it? This is the City of Trees and the Sea of ​​Forests. It's very spectacular."

Xu Jie on the side smiled, hearing this, Ye Changqing nodded in agreement.

"It's indeed spectacular."

The area of ​​Shucheng is not small. Within a radius of several thousand miles, it can be regarded as one of the few large cities.

The city has a permanent population of one million. As the flying boat of Ye Changqing and others slowly approached, a group of soldiers quickly blocked everyone's way.

"stop."

The appearance of so many flying boats at the same time naturally attracted the attention of the defenders, but at this time, a handyman disciple from Divine Sword Peak came out and said.

"it's me."

Hearing this, the soldiers looked around and saluted respectfully.

"I've seen your son."

This handyman disciple is the young city lord of Shucheng, and the city lord is his father.

"Our senior brothers were traveling and passed through Shucheng and stayed for a few days."

"Yes, son."

Hearing this, although the soldiers in this group were puzzled as to why there were more than 2 people for this special tour, they still nodded respectfully.

After all, my son has spoken.

With the leadership of the young city lord, everyone naturally entered the city smoothly.

"Senior brothers, when you come to Shucheng, you feel like you are coming to your own home. If you have any needs, just tell me."

The handyman disciple greeted him warmly.

"Nonsense, when I come to your territory, you must be the one to make the decision. When I get to the Imperial Capital, I will make arrangements."

"We should go to the county town first. Don't rob me when we get there."

A group of servant disciples spoke one after another.

At this moment, the extraordinary qualities of the Taoist disciples became apparent.

All of them are young ladies with status in the world, and none of them has a background as high as the sky.

The handyman disciple who just spoke was the young city lord of Shucheng, but among the handyman disciples, his status was not considered to be at the top.

Listening to the discussion of the handyman disciples, the corner of Ye Changqing's mouth twitched. Thinking about the thousands of acres of fertile land in his family, it seems that bullshit doesn't count now.

He is either a young city lord, a prince, a princess, or at least the son of a rich man.

Is this the handyman disciple of the first sect in Dongzhou?

Under the leadership of this handyman disciple, everyone came to the city lord's mansion. The entire mansion was built on dozens of towering trees.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw a middle-aged man walking out quickly, and the handyman disciple shouted happily when he saw this.

"Dad, I'm back."

But the middle-aged man ignored him completely and passed over his son, causing the smile on the handyman disciple's face to freeze instantly.

"I've met the Peak Master."

He jogged all the way to Hong Zun and saluted respectfully.

In response, Hong Zun smiled.

"It doesn't have to be like this. This time we are just going out for a trip, just keep it simple."

Hearing this, the middle-aged man said nothing on the surface, but he was extremely speechless in his heart.

You have more than 2 people and you tell me to keep it simple?

But it was obviously impossible to say these words, so he immediately laughed and said.

"Yes."

He settled directly in the city lord's mansion. Only then did the city lord have time to pay attention to his son.

"what happened?"

The city lord has never seen more than 2 people traveling together. Hearing this, the handyman disciple named Wei Feng laughed.

"Because Junior Brother Changqing wanted to travel, the Peak Master brought us along."

"What's the matter?"

Because a disciple wants to go on a trip, so you all come here?

The city lord felt that he had heard some fantasy, but the facts were right in front of him, and he was not allowed to refute them.

Seeing his father's stunned expression, Wei Feng smiled and patted his shoulder.

"That's it, dad, don't be nervous, we are just traveling."

Just as he was talking, the sound of dinner was suddenly heard. Hearing this, Wei Feng's expression changed and he jumped towards the backyard.

"Fuck."

The speed was so fast that his father's eyes widened in fear. When did my son have such awesome movement skills?

"Dad, let's not talk about it for now. Dinner is about to begin. I'll go grab a seat."

Um? ? ? ?

As soon as these words came out, the city lord couldn't figure it out again. What's the point of grabbing a seat when the meal is served?

However, the next second, the entire city lord's palace became completely lively, and the disciples who had just settled down broke out of the door one after another.

Rushing towards the courtyard where Ye Changqing lives, all kinds of spells and movements appeared in endlessly along the way.

To the servants in the city lord's palace, the maid looked shocked.

"No, what are you doing? Why did they suddenly start fighting?"

They had just arranged their accommodation, and their buttocks were not even hot yet. These Daoyi Sect disciples rushed out of the room in an instant, as if they had been given a shot of chicken blood. Everyone in the City Lord's Mansion was dumbfounded.