Survival skills maxed out, I feed my wife and daughter by catching fish and shrimp

Although they were a little dissatisfied with Prince Ning assigning them tasks late at night, the three of them were still guests of Prince Ning's mansion in name after all, so they still had to express their stance.

The masked man in the black robe had a glint in his green eyes. "It's rare to see dragon energy overflowing. I'm quite interested."

I heard that dragon energy can also nourish your appearance. Although I have no use for it, I still want to try it.

Prince Ning nodded slightly, "Master Shuiyue and Master Xingyan will take care of the many preparations required to collect dragon energy."

The man in black robe and mask is named Shuiyue, and the man in green robe and holding a fan is named Xingyan.

Prince Ning knew that these were most likely not their real names, but he didn't care.

As long as these people have real abilities, he doesn't mind lowering his posture a little.

"I can refine a special magical instrument specifically for storing dragon energy. As for seducing... ahem, attracting dragon energy, I'll need Shuiyue's help."

Qingshan fanned the man with the feather fan in his hand and almost said something stupid.

"That's great. Can it be refined in three days?" King Ning directly gave the expected time.

The man in green robes holding the fan couldn't help but want to frown, but he felt something was wrong, so he gritted his teeth and nodded, "It's barely enough, but it's inevitable that it's rough in such a hurry. Perhaps the magic weapon is not very convenient to carry."

He planned to refine a large cauldron, which would be very heavy.

"Physical work is not a problem. Don't we have brothers Leishan?" King Ning said indifferently.

The burly man said in a deep voice, "I can do strong work! I want to try and see how strong that dragon is. By the way, do you have any midnight snacks..."

Lei Shan stretched out his big hand like a palm-leaf fan, gently rubbed his belly full of muscle lumps, and smiled shyly.

I'm really hungry...

Prince Ning's mouth twitched, "Let's move to the side hall later. The food there is still hot."

……

Side hall.

Two beggars, one old and one young, were huddling by the charcoal fire to keep warm.

The table was filled with bowls and plates of all sizes, but they were all empty, without even any soup left.

The waiters standing by were dumbfounded. The entire table of food was eaten by the grandfather and grandson.

Especially that little girl, she eats no less than the old beggar. She must have been hungry for many days.

But this child is really a big eater. He keeps stuffing steamed buns into his mouth while burping.

Squeak!

A burly man pushed the door open with an anxious look on his face. Seeing the table full of empty bowls and plates, he immediately let out a rough wail, "Gone? Not even a drop of soup left?"

"Lord Leishan, I'll get you some food right away." The waiter seemed to have not expected that this big eater guest would come here for a midnight snack so late at night, and he responded in a panic.

Lei Shan nodded and said, "I want to eat meat, so I'll have a cow to fill my stomach first."

The waiter ran out of the side hall in a panic, as if he was afraid that if he ran a little slower, he would be caught and eaten alive by the man in front of him.

Deng Qixian secretly glanced at the burly man with the Qi-gazing technique, and felt that the other party's Qi was like a big sun, so bright that it stung his eyes, and he immediately shed tears.

Damn!

This guy is at least a seventh-level warrior!

Great!

I originally thought that it would be good to have a sixth-level guest official in the palace, but who would have thought that he was actually a seventh-level one.

You are a seventh-rank warrior, why are you willing to live under someone else's roof? You are so useless!

Deng Qixian couldn't help but complain in his heart, not realizing that this sentence also insulted himself.

There was no way. The glance just now almost blinded him. It was a good thing that he didn't curse out loud on the spot.

"Uncle, I'll give you half a steamed bun." Just as Deng Qixian was crying silently, the little beggar next to him generously broke off half a steamed bun and handed it to Lei Shan.

Lei Shan lowered his head and looked at the little beggar with disheveled hair and dirty hands. He grinned, revealing his big white teeth. He didn't mind the dirt on the little beggar at all. He reached out and took the half piece of steamed bun. Instead of gobbling it up like usual, he took a light bite and put it in his mouth to chew it carefully.

"It's delicious. Thank you, little baby!" Lei Shan squinted his eyes comfortably with a warm smile.

"My name is Tang Rui, the Tang of honey and the Rui of flower core." The little baby raised his dirty little face and said seriously.

"You're wrong! It's the Tang in ridiculous, not the Tang in honey! No, your last name is Deng, you should be called Deng..." Deng Qixian corrected from the side.

"No, my last name is Tang. My mother's last name is Tang, so is my last name. Also, my name is Tang (Tang) as in honey." Tang Rui corrected stubbornly.

Deng Qixian's eyes widened, and he was about to speak when Lei Shan interrupted him. He said in a deep voice, "My name is Lei Shan, Lei for thunder and lightning, and Shan for mountain. Thank you for the steamed bun, Tang Rui."

The little girl felt like she had made a new friend, so she carefully wrote down the name "Leishan". Deng Qixian, who was standing by, did not say anything, but looked at her granddaughter with some pity.

As expected, after Tang Rui took a bite of the steamed bun, a look of confusion suddenly flashed across her eyes.

"Your name is Lei... Lei something, I seem to have forgotten..."

"Leishan," Leishan seemed to realize that this little girl was a little special, but he still gave a patient reply.

Then, the burly man thought for a moment and added, "I'll treat you to a whole-beef feast later."

"Okay, Brother Lei Niu!" Tang Rui smiled innocently.

……

Qinghe County, Yongxin Street.

Wow!

Pei Zheng's headless body was like a human-shaped fountain, and the smelly blood spurted out more than a person's height, which scared all the disciples present silly.

God of death!

This guy is a living god of death!

He didn't even need a knife. He just used his knife to kill a warrior who was climbing up the stairs with just one strike.

This strength, this ruthlessness, this decisiveness, are truly terrifying!

It is said that a defeat is like a landslide, not to mention that this is just a group of profit-seeking rabble.

The moment Chen Changfan killed Pei Zheng with a single blow of his knife, the morale of the disciples from all the major sects collapsed in an instant.

"Run! Run quickly!"

"Don't kill me... This is all Pei's fault. It has nothing to do with us!"

"Grandpa, have mercy on me, grandpa, have mercy on me!"

Chen Changfan just glanced over, and those so-called sect disciples were immediately scared to death.

Some of them fled in panic, some knelt down and begged for mercy, and some directly wet their crotches with urine, and the surrounding area was filled with a fishy stench.

This group of vicious criminals who were so arrogant just now and wanted to kill and rob people, now seemed to have become weak in the bones and wanted to get away from this god of death immediately.

Chen Changfan remained calm and said in a calm tone, "Kill them all."

Looking around, it is not difficult to tell the origins and identities of those people from their clothes.

He knew at a glance who were the Fire Sect Leader, the Langjian Sect, the Wushen Sect, and so on.

Especially the Fire Sect Leader and the disciples of the Witch God Sect, they are often the most ruthless.

Several soldiers from Xiaofengzhuang died tragically at the hands of these people, which made Chen Changfan's eyes flash with anger.

He looked around the whole place and saw that there were still more than 200 people on the other side. Except for the four forces with whom he had a decent relationship, almost everyone who could come had come.

Since they regard Yongxin Street, Xiaofeng Village and themselves as a piece of fat meat, he doesn't mind teaching them a lesson.

Lessons of death.