The Fierce Holy Master!

Yan Xiaosi was full and her stomach was about to burst. It was no wonder that she was so gluttonous. It was really because this fellow's roasted mutton leg was too delicious. It was hard to tell. Other than killing people, this guy also had such powerful culinary skills.

"Do you cook often?" Yan Xiaosi asked curiously.

"No," the Demon Lord said. "This is the first time."

"Ah…" Yan Xiaosi was speechless. This was the first time he made such delicious food. How could her mother, who was soaking in the kitchen every day, withstand this?

Yan Xiaosi felt that there was a need for her to introduce him to her mother. It was not that she did not want her mother to learn culinary skills from him, but she wanted to tell her mother that some things could not be done with hard work. Talent was also very important.

Yan Xiaosi was full, but she remembered that the Sacred Luan was still hungry, so she went to the back of the palace to look for it.