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The gang wind from the crack in the divine world is used to temper the divine body!As long as you get through it, your strength will improve a lot!Long An was overjoyed when he found out about this, and immediately ran to his and Feng He's room, and said to Feng He who was still recuperating on the bed: "Young master will soon fully activate the dragon's blood, and then you will be able to detoxify." Already!"

After Feng He heard the news, he flipped through a page of the idle book he borrowed from Yuan Zhao, feeling inexplicably uncomfortable.He said, "Yes, then you don't need to donate blood anymore."

Long An said excitedly: "Yes! Then I will complete the things I agreed with you! Then, I will be free!"

Feng He closed the book impatiently: "Yes, you are free. Can you go out now?"

What happened to the old Phoenix?Wanting to fight with him again but unable to stretch on the hospital bed?Long An gave him a strange look: "Isn't this also my room?" But now he is in a good mood and doesn't care about the injuries!

Long An wandered around the yard of the bamboo hut and slipped into the kitchen.

In the kitchen is Yuan Zhao who is preparing lunch for them.Yuan Zhao is different from him and Fenghe, who were originally gods. After passing through the wind, he lost the body of the demon, and now he is the body of a god.The inexplicably distressed white hair and bloody eyes turned back to the original thick black, and even the scars on his body faded away.

"It's up to you to choose vegetables today, do it well." Yuan Zhao familiarly lit the fire with flint and poured oil.

Long An rolled up his sleeves, sighed, and couldn't help but think of his first life in the God Realm.

When they first came to the so-called God Realm, there was only a bamboo forest and a bamboo forest courtyard where they could move around.

The body and soul of the Soaring Snake God, whose body and soul were separated, were tempered through the cracks in the God Realm, and finally merged into one.What he called Hong Hong was actually the body of Teng Snake who was forced to separate in order to survive.The body of the soaring snake separated from the soul and the realm of the gods, and became the body of a demon snake.Now that Teng Snake has regained his position as a god, he is extremely happy, and he has lost all the image of Yougu Konglan anywhere.Moreover, Teng Snake was even happier when he saw that his small bamboo forest courtyard was still there.

It's a little embarrassing that there are only three sleeping rooms.

At that time, Yuanzhao was still in a state of low pressure, and no one dared to mess with it.Lord Teng Snake, as the owner of the bamboo courtyard, divided the rooms for them very naturally.Teng Snake is the master bedroom, Yuanzhao has a guest bedroom, and Longan and Fenghe have a guest bedroom.

Long An was very dissatisfied with this assignment.Under his strong protest and Feng He's gloomy expression, Yuan Zhao took out the storage bag stored in his consciousness, and took out a new bed for Long An.Only then did Long An agree to the assignment.

The living place was restored, and those who had never had any eating problems found out after a few hours that the God Realm had just begun to restore, and it was impossible to feed them with spiritual power!

A few people sat in the fairly spacious yard.Long An hugged his stomach, experiencing the novel feeling of being hungry, his eyes blurred: "So this is the feeling of being hungry?"

At this moment, he heard Yuan Zhao's godlike voice: "Teng Snake, is there a kitchen?"

Lord Teng Snake held his stomach and said weakly: "Yes, it was used for decoration before."

"where?"

Teng Snake was so hungry that she pointed in one direction: "Well, everything inside is complete, but there are no ingredients, and none of us can cook! When I was a god, it was all tribute food from others. Dragon I grew up watching An, and I know best about him! Feng and you are Phoenix? I guess you must have never cooked! Yuanzhao was a demon king before, that’s even more impossible! Which emperor would be close? Chef!"

Long An sat on the bamboo table in the bamboo courtyard, almost crying from hunger.

A quarter of an hour later, there was a sound of banging in the kitchen.The three of them approached the kitchen curiously, and found that Yuan Zhao had roughly tidied up the kitchen quickly, and was now lighting a fire with flint and steel!

After Yuan Zhao quickly lit the fire, he dug out a large bag of spiritual rice and a large bucket of spiritual spring from the storage bag given by the prince, and quickly washed the rice and cooked porridge.After finishing all this, he looked back at the surprised few people, and said calmly, "Wait."

Long An swallowed: "Devil... Yuan Zhao, can you cook?"

Yuan Zhao dug out a handful of vegetables and a few pieces of spirit beast meat from the storage bag, and said without raising his head, "Yes."

Soaring Snake Soul asked, "Can I eat it?"

"No one can die." Yuan Zhao took out a small wooden basin, put vegetables in it, and poured Lingquan water.

Soaring Snake: "..."

Fenghe: "..."

Long An: "..." suddenly frightened.

Yuan Zhao handed over the wooden basin: "Help choose vegetables."

Teng Snake: "?"

Fenghe: "?"

Long An: "What is choosing vegetables?"

……

After a brief silence, Yuan Zhao finally realized that the three people in front of him were idiots in life.He said, "Forget it, I will do it myself."

The three of them also understood that they could only add to the chaos, so they obediently waited for dinner.

After a while, Long An sniffled and said, "Why is it so fragrant..."

Teng Snake said weakly: "Illusion."

But after a while, Feng He frowned: "It's not an illusion." It's really fragrant.

Long An sat up straight in shock, but fell back the next second: "It smells so good, I'm even more hungry."

Teng She sighed: "I seem to see a bowl of food right in front of me."

It's not as if, it's true.Then, a few dishes of side dishes were placed on the table, and Yuan Zhao distributed chopsticks and porridge to each of them, saying, "It's time to eat."

There are some dried shrimps in the porridge, which makes the porridge have a bit of umami.Braised pork in brown sauce makes people's index fingers move, stir-fried vegetables are as smooth as emeralds, and braised pumpkin is just soft and golden in color, which greatly aroused the appetite of the three of them.

The next dinner table was swept by like a strong wind!Even Feng He, who has always been extremely poised, was a bit gobbled up.

Yuan Zhao quietly finished a bowl of porridge, met the green eyes of the three hungry wolves, and said, "There is still porridge in the kitchen. You are no different from ordinary people, remember not to get burned."

But the hungry wolves didn't listen to him at all, and ran to the kitchen to grab the porridge.

After the meal was full, Teng She leaned back on the chair and sighed: "Little friend Yuanzhao. Your skills are really good!"

Long An burped, and said, "Yes. Yuan Zhao, how do you practice such a good cooking skill?"

Yuan Zhao lowered his eyes.

Feng He saw something was wrong, and immediately said to Yuan Zhao: "Thank you, it's delicious."

Yuan Zhao said lightly: "You don't need to thank me, you find someone to wash the dishes."

Teng Snake tried to escape: "No."

Yuan Zhao: "I know. I'll go to school when I'm full. When cooking tonight, you decide who will help and who will wash the dishes."

Three people: "..." Sure enough, there is no free lunch.

A year has passed since then, and Yuanzhao seems to have forgotten about that person, and has returned to his normal appearance, sometimes even saying some witty things.

"Scallion." Yuan Zhao stretched out his hand.Long An immediately handed it over. Seeing him chopping green onions neatly, he asked, "What's for lunch?"

Yuan Zhao: "Fried bamboo shoots, green vegetables, chicken soup, shredded chicken."

Long An licked his lips and said, "It sounds delicious."

Yuan Zhao said casually, "They are all home-cooked dishes."

Long An said again: "That chicken soup is very delicious!"

Yuan Zhao put the green onion aside for later use: "Really."

Long An waited here for his orders, and chatted by the way: "Of course. I feel that every taste is just right. Have you practiced many times?"

Yuan Zhao asked without answering: "Are you free? If you are free, go and help me turn over the vegetables in the pot."

Long An didn't care either, and helped him to turn over the vegetables, greedily glanced at the pot, and heard Yuan Zhao say, "If you dare to steal food, I'll let Feng He beat your head."

Long An embarrassingly suppressed the idea of ​​stealing food, and said, "Why do you always let Fenghe take care of me?"

Yuan Zhao gave him a strange look, and said, "Aren't you happy to be under his control?"

Long An blinked, as if he couldn't believe what he heard, and asked, "Why am I happy to be under his control?"

Yuan Zhao: "I think you two get along very well."

Long An tilted his head, and even said with a bit of aggrieved: "It's just that he has had a severe attack of poison recently, and I have no chance to fight him. It's too late to hide from him."

"I remember you saying that your dragon bloodline is about to be untied?"

"Yeah, I calculated it, and it will be unlocked in one month at most!"

"After you arrived in the God Realm, the blood vessels are almost untied." Yuan Zhao poured the bamboo shoots into the pot.

"That's right. My nightmare-eating tapir's blood is completely untied!" Long An couldn't help being a little proud, "I can guarantee that Fenghe will never beat me!"

Yuan Zhao sighed.Both he and Teng She understood what Feng He meant when he looked at Long An, but Long An didn't know whether he was really stupid or innocent, but he couldn't tell.Yuan Zhao said: "You should be more sensitive."

Long An was puzzled: "What's sensitive?"

Yuan Zhao glanced at him and said, "The arrival of sensitive spring."

Long An scratched his head and became even more puzzled: "Isn't it spring now?"

Yuan Zhao patted him on the shoulder: "Young man, I want you to take the initiative."

Long An: "..." What are you talking about?I really didn't understand at all.

At night, the moonlight streamed into the room and fell on the aisle between the two beds, which only accommodated one person, connecting the beds of Long An and Feng He.Long An really couldn't figure it out, so he stared at Feng He's back who was lying on his side and thought.

Feng He was taken aback by him: "What are you doing?"

Long An said very simply: "I was wondering if you were asleep."

Feng He grabbed the quilt with his hands and said, "Can you still talk while asleep?"

"No." Long An moved towards him, "Yuan Zhao said some strange things today."

The sound of the clothes rubbing against the bed was particularly noticeable in the quiet room.Feng He seemed to think of something, and felt a little uncomfortable: "What are you talking about?"

Long An was puzzled and said, "He said let me take the initiative."

Fenghe's face became hot: "Oh."

Long An tossed and turned on the bed: "What do you think he asked me to take the initiative? Could it be that he asked me to..."

Feng and fingers curled up, looking forward to it.

Long An hugged his head, and said somewhat sadly: "No way. Could it be that I was asked to take the initiative to wash the dishes?!"

Feng He: "..." He was looking forward to something.A little angry, Feng He said coldly: "That's right."

Long An became even more desperate: "I don't want it!"

Annoyed, Feng He grabbed a pillow and threw it on his face: "Don't worry. Shut up, I want to sleep."

Long An obediently closed his mouth, and couldn't help but slander: What happened to this old Phoenix?But soon, he fell asleep, and there was a light snoring in the bedroom.

Feng He couldn't help sighing, what does that kid mean to him... Do he like it or not?If you don't like it, what are the previous two kisses?

The next day, before the sun rose and Feng He woke up, he was pulled by Long An.

Feng He turned around and opened his eyes in a daze. In the hazy sky, he saw Long An squatting beside his bed, his peach blossom eyes were full of panic.He was a little impatient and asked, "Why don't you go to bed so early in the morning?"

Long An lay beside his bed, looked sideways at him: "I dreamed of you last night."

Fenghe's heart skipped a beat, his sleepiness was awakened, and he pretended to be indifferent: "I dreamed that I tilted your head?"

Long An faltered and said: "I dreamed of you, and I feel very uncomfortable now."

Feng He, who was a little happy, was splashed with cold water, and his voice could not help but be cold: "Then you will feel uncomfortable."

Long An twitched a bit, and said, "But it's really uncomfortable."

Fenghe was not really heartless, he asked helplessly: "Why is it uncomfortable?"

Long An said: "It just feels so up, so uncomfortable."

Feng He frowned: "Stomach is swollen?"

Long An just had erratic eyes, and then half of his body lay on Feng He's bed, pressing Feng He's pillow, and whispered something.

Seeing Long An getting closer, Feng He's heart stopped beating early in the morning, and after hearing his words clearly, his face became familiar.

"How to do?"

Fenghe's mind is full of "dreaming about you" and "rising"..., and he is so dizzy from the beating of his heart.He didn't seem to hear what Long An said, and shrank back.

Long An got closer again and asked, "What should I do? It's my first time."

Feng He looked up, and found that Long An's face had grown a lot while his blood was awakening: his childishness had completely faded away, and his facial features were more angular, revealing a carefully crafted maturity.

Long An's pair of golden pupils seemed to have a bit of affection in his curved peach eyes, looking at him so firmly, it seemed that he... liked him.

Feng He buried half of his face in the pillow, and kept peeking at Long An with one eye: "You come up. I'll help you."

Long An obediently lay down on Feng He's bed.

A single bed is a bit cramped for two men with long legs and long hands.

Long An rubbed in his direction, and casually raised his big hand, as if he touched something.He blinked: "You seem to...?"

Feng He gritted his teeth: "Shut up!"

Fen Mingfeng usually said "shut up" with great aura, but now I don't know if it was on the bed or for some reason, his "shut up" sounded more like anger and lack of confidence.

Long An found it interesting, so he let out a laugh.

Feng He was out of breath, and punched the bed board, forcefully punching a big hole in the bed board.His eyes became sharp instantly: "Silly dragon, do you dare to smile again?"

The corners of Long An's mouth tightened instantly, but he absolutely shouldn't have sneaked a look at Feng He, whose eyes were red.With just that one glance, he felt in a trance that Fenghe looked like a red-feathered pocket bird with blown feathers, there was an inexplicable contrast?

He couldn't help it, and laughed even more wantonly.

Feng He: "!!!" He became angry from embarrassment, and pushed Long An lightly: "Get out of here! You haven't fought for a few days, are you itchy!!"

But Long An pressed his pushing hand on his chest, laughing uncontrollably.Just when Fenghe's fist was about to hit his face, he laughed so hard that he lost his mind and hugged Fenghe.

Fenghe: "!!!"

Forget it, just laugh when you laugh, you're used to him.Feng He sniffed the unique breath in his arms, and helped him solve it with blushing faces.

Yuan Zhao saw Feng He's cheeks were slightly red, and then looked at Long An with refreshing eyes, and couldn't help smacking his lips: Is Long An's understanding so high?With a hint of teasing, he said, "Long An, how was last night?"

Long An sat down, picked up a white bun, and said, "I want to complain, I don't feel comfortable sleeping on that bed of yours, I want to change it!"

What didn't happen to the two of them?Yuan Zhao said, "What's wrong?"

Long An was about to speak again, Feng He hurriedly stuffed a bun into his mouth, and said, "It's so noisy."

Long An was speechless, looked at Feng He resentfully, then took a bite of the steamed stuffed bun, his attention was immediately diverted, and he said pleasantly, "Ah, it's stuffed with cabbage and meat!"

Fenghe secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Yuan Zhao suddenly said to Long An: "By the way, it's your turn to do the laundry today. Remember to wash it well, and if there is a hole in it, you won't have your share of this year's new clothes."

Because the prince prepared Yuanzhao with a complete range of materials, there is no need to worry about the daily life in the bamboo courtyard.But the storage bag is at Yuanzhao's place, so he is in charge of the supplies in the yard.In fact, it was because a few idiots in life didn't know how to manage it that they pushed the job to him.

Feng He took a bite of the steamed stuffed bun, and it was really satisfying because it was thin-skinned and packed with fillings, fresh but not greasy, and overflowing with juice.Sure enough, Yuanzhao's culinary skills are the foundation of their happy life.

Yuan Zhao calculated this month's expenditure, and said: "The Juling Jade for everyone's cultivation needs to be replenished. Long An will break through recently, so I will give you more. Do you want anything else? By the way, Long An, are you Not to change..."

"Book." Feng He interrupted Yuan Zhao, "I've finished reading the book."

Yuan Zhao didn't pay much attention to it, and said, "You read very quickly. In this way, I will put the storage bag of the book in the study, and then give you permission, and you can get it yourself if you want it."

Fenghe: "Yes."

A little light flickered in Yuan Zhao's hands, he touched Feng He's and Long An's foreheads, and said, "It's all right. Hey, where's Teng Snake?"

Teng Snake stretched her waist, walked out of the room, waved to them and said, "Here, what is it today?"

Yuan Zhao also tapped on his forehead, and said, "Cabbage stuffed with meat."

Teng She let out an "ah": "Didn't I talk about making custard stuffing last night?"

Yuan Zhao: "I heard it, so it is stuffed with cabbage and meat. Do you have any opinions?"

Teng Snake was so angry that the red scales on the side of his face flickered slightly: "..." Well, you are the source of food and I won't quarrel with you!snort! !