54 Chapter 54

"My God, this is simply delicious on earth!"

"I've never had such a delicious fried rice. Give me another bowl … no, two bowls!"

"Dudu's craftsmanship and second senior brother are one heaven and one earth!"

In the Sect cafeteria, the various disciples praised while gorging on fried rice, not even a grain of rice wasted.

Such delicious fried rice can no longer be described in words.

Even Lu Qianqian, whose cold character, sat alone at the table in the corner and ate slowly.

Not to mention Li Qingyang.

After eating fried rice, my previous cooking skills can only be described as 'junk'.

Xiao Zuiji savored every grain of rice, his face changed again and again, and he secretly exclaimed: "Good food on earth!"

Jun Changxiao ate two bowls, but he never put down the chopsticks and leaned on a chair to snore.

The opposite Liu Wanshi held his cheeks with his hands and said with a smile, "Sect Master, how is my cooking?"

Jun Changxiao praised: "Too much better than the chef of Xingyuelou!"

He's really lucky now, the other is crying and haunting to come to Iron Skeleton Sect, otherwise where can I go to find such awesome chef.

Liu Wanshi laughed at curl one's lip and said, "Xingyuelou is just an ordinary chef. I am a senior chef. When I realize a higher level, the meals can still provide you with strength."

"So amazing?" Jun Changxiao was dumbfounded.

Lu Qianqian glanced over and continued to bow down to eat fried rice.

Liu Wanshi hehe said with a smile: "Sect Master, can I stay at Iron Skeleton Sect now?"

"can."

Jun Changxiao didn't consider it at all.

Liu Wanshi's fried rice made the disciples feel at ease, and they returned to their residences without forgetting to whisper.

...

Night is coming, and the moon is high.

Lu Qianqian was sitting on the roof of the great hall, with his hands resting on his knees, his chin resting on his arms, and looking at the mountain scenery outside Sect.

"It's so late and I'm not going to bed yet. How do I do the task tomorrow?" Jun Changxiao jumped up from below.

Lu Qianqian ignored him, a pair of water-cut eyes, always looking at the distant scenery, the cold wind blowing, the soft blue silk fluttering.

Jun Changxiao sat down and kept a distance from her, "This seat feels like, if there is something in your mind, find someone to tell it, it will be a little better."

Lu Qianqian said: "I have no mind."

Jun Changxiao said with a smile: "Sitting on the roof in the middle of the night just to see the stars and the moon?"

"Yes."

"… Good Yaxing."

Lu Qianqian said: "Sect Master, Liu Wanshi is not easy."

"Why not?" Jun Changxiao said.

Lu Qianqian indifferently said: "As far as I know, only the Ouyang Family of Tianzhu King City can make a meal that can improve your strength."

Tiancheng King City?

Jun Changxiao has not heard of it, but judging from the words Wang Cheng, it must be a very remarkable place.

"Dudu is not surnamed Ouyang."

"The first name can be changed, and the last name can be hidden."

"Like you?"

Lu Qianqian was silent and jumped down.

Looking at the lithe and graceful back of the room, Jun Changxiao shouted, "Lu Qianqian, remember, you will always be Iron Skeleton Sect eldest disciple."

Lu Qianqian stopped and said, "I know."

Jun Changxiao expression grave said: "If there is any enemies, any resentments, when Sect becomes stronger, this seat will be for you, don't be reckless, and don't do stupid things."

Lu Qianqian flashed a strange look, then pushed open the door, went in, and closed the door.

Jun Changxiao yawned and jumped from the room to return to the great hall.

Lu Qianqian posted it in front of the room door, differently said: "It seems like I know a lot."

...

The next day.

Just after dawn, Liu Wanshi, wearing an apron, began to get busy in the kitchen. Soon, the smell of vegetables filled the entire yard, and the disciple who just woke up suddenly smelled appetite.

"Well … so delicious!"

"I feel like eating these meals will not be tired all day!"

"Give me a bowl of soup!"

In the Sect cafeteria, the disciples gobbled up and thoroughly recognized Liu Wanshi's cooking.

After eating, the disciples felt full of energy and went to the martial arts stage to start a new day of practice.

"Well, Qingyang, go ahead and do the task."

Jun Changxiao bit his toothpick and walked out of the cafeteria.

"bang!"

Suddenly, a booming noise came, and a red-painted door flew out from the side and shattered on the ground in the distance.

My door …

Jun Changxiao's toothpick fell from his mouth, and he turned stiffly and looked towards the door.

"tread."

Yesterday, the martial artist holding a knife stepped in, shouted in a deep voice: "Wandering Sabrewielder, Ma Yongning, specially come to teach the Sect Master of the Iron Skeleton Master!"

...

martial arts stage.

Jun Changxiao held Blue Dragon Sword, his eyes angered.

After eating and drinking enough, biting a toothpick elated and came out. As a result, the door was kicked out and everyone was angry.

Sabrrewielder, named Ma Yongning, stared at him, pulled out his knife slowly, and threw the scabbard off the field.

"Confirm your uncle!"

Jun Changxiao stepped forward, and more than two thousand pounds of power were poured into the Blue Dragon Sword and suddenly cut off.

Without Sprint Rune's blessing, although this knife looks cold and severe, it is far from the elegant and chic when killing Lingquan Elder.

"Ding!"

Ma Yongning held up his knife and was surprised, "You haven't stepped into Martial Apprentice yet?"

"shua!"

Jun Changxiao drew his knife and hacked again in the same way.

But still by Ma Yongning, he said, "This Ma has challenged more than thirty Sects in a row. I have never seen you such a weak Sect Master!"

"There is so much nonsense!"

Jun Changxiao waved his sword one after another, and widened and closed.

However, the other party is a genuine Martial Apprentice, which can be easily picked up and avoided.

Ma Yongning defended several moves in succession, and retreated to the marginal martial arts stage, saying, "Boy, you are too weak, and this Ma is not a rare shot."

"is it?"

Jun Changxiao threw Blue Dragon Sword, took out the original Trembling Edge Sword, and said, "Dare you dare to take this sword?"

Ma Yongning glanced at the slightly cold sword, and judged that the sword was out of the ordinary, but said differently: "Do you think the gap between us can be made up with high-quality weapons?"

Take a step and pose for the move.

"Shua! Shua! Shua!"

Jun Changxiao wields a sword and casts the 9th layer stacked wave sword in one style, two styles, and three styles … until the 8th Form, the sky rises, and the ninth style is cut out in the layered waves!

He who got through ten lineages and practiced the Body Metamorphosis Scripture, once again exhibited his sword, and the power is far better than before!

"xiu – "

Sword energy gathers the 9th layer of waves, and it is the perfect match.

Ma Yongning sneered, holding both hands on the handle and crossing it in front of the shoulder, spiritual power is poured into the blade surface, obviously it is necessary to hard-connect the ninth type of the 9th layer stacked wave sword!

"Ding!"

Sword energy bombarded the sword directly from top to bottom, cold and severe sword spread, blowing the dust on the floor instantly.

"ka-cha!"

In the next second, the sound of weapon cracking came, and the sword filled with spiritual power was cut off by sword energy, and Yu Wei chopped it down without hesitating to the side of Ma Yongning's shoulder.

"bang!"

The 9th layer stacked wave energy hit the ground, leaving a half-meter long sword mark, and the broken sword was also inserted on the slate.

Ma Yongning expression Dull, a little, fluttered to his knees, shook his hands to pull out the half-knife, and shook his heartbreakingly, "My knife–"

(End of this chapter)