That night, Chen Zhao declined Dugu Fang's banquet and went back to the quiet room alone. He meditated for a moment. Suddenly he heard a knock on the door. Chen Zhao went outside and opened the door. He saw Mingyue padding her hands with a towel.

Standing at the door holding a steaming small iron pot.

Chen Zhao was greatly surprised and hurriedly let her in. Mingyue put the iron pot on the table and said shyly: "I...I saw that you didn't eat at night, so I made something to eat, but I didn't know what to eat."

Not to your liking".

Chen Zhao understood in his heart what it meant for a woman to take the initiative to cook for a man. As the saying goes, "Go into the kitchen for three days, wash your hands and make soup." Mingyue expressed her feelings to him.

Chen Zhao had eaten this thing before in this world, and knew that the so-called hotpot was hot pot. He opened the lid and saw green mountain vegetables, black mushrooms, pink deer meat, white scallions, and ginger slices in the steaming soup pot.

.....It looks really appetizing. Chen Zhao couldn't help but praise: "It tastes so good, it's better than what the master chefs in big restaurants outside make."

Mingyue was praised by him, and she immediately became happy. She took out the chopsticks from her sleeves, and was about to let him taste it when Dugumeng's excited voice came from outside the door: "Brother Chen, I made some noodles with my own hands, and this is.

.....".

Following the sound, Dugu Meng stepped through the door and saw that Ming Yue was also there. She couldn't help but be startled. Although Ming Yue had secretly made an agreement with Dugu Meng, she was still an outsider after all. Now that Dugu Meng had caught him, she suddenly felt ashamed.

Face flushed.

Chen Zhao was completely unprepared for this king-meet-king situation. The three of them stared blankly for a moment, and Dugumeng suddenly smiled and said: "Sister Mingyue, you are here too."

Mingyue breathed a sigh of relief and said a little shyly: "Sister Meng, I... I made a side stove tonight. Please give Brother Chen a taste. My craftsmanship is not as good as yours. If you don't mind,

Come and have a taste too."

Chen Zhao saw several things in Meng's hand and couldn't see clearly under the light, so he couldn't help but ask: "Meng, what are you holding?"

Dugu Meng said: "Brother Chen, this is the Thousand Layer Cake made by me. You can try it. Oh, sister Lian'er, you can try it too."

Dugu Meng smiled and said: "I know that Brother Chen is a good cook, so I specially found a cook and learned 10% from it. I just made it. Brother Chen, try it out."

Chen Zhao took a bite, savored it carefully, and said with a smile: "This thousand-layer cake is divided into layers. After it is cooked, it will be yellow on the outside and juicy on the inside, soft and oily, not greasy when eaten hot, not loose when eaten cold, and tastes delicious. Dreams

Your cooking skills are indeed amazing!”

As he spoke, he broke off a large piece, stuffed it lovingly into her little mouth, and said, "Try it and see if it tastes good."

With a flash of his eyes, he caught a glimpse of Mingyue's face filled with envy. He broke off a piece and put it into her hand, smiling and saying, "Come on, try it too, it's very sweet."

Mingyue hummed and looked at him affectionately. As soon as she put the thousand-layer cake to her mouth, Dugumeng said "um" and her expression became a little strange. It turned out that Chen Zhao broke off a large piece and stuffed it into her mouth.

Dugumeng thought it was too ugly to puff out her cheeks, so she ate too quickly and actually choked.

When Mingyue saw it, she quickly put down the thousand-layer cake and helped Dugu Meng sit on the chair. Then she picked up Chen Zhao's tea cup and said, "Sister Meng, take a sip of tea."

Meng took the cup and took two sips to moisten his throat and calm his breath. He glanced at her thoughtfully and said with embarrassment, "It's a joke to call Sister Mingyue, but I really made this thousand-layer cake with great care."

Well, Sister Mingyue, you should try it too."

Mingyue responded and took the thousand-layer cake, then handed the chopsticks to Meng's hand and said softly: "Sister, let's try my cooking. I'm not good at cooking, so don't laugh at me."

One of the two women was eating mille-feuille cakes, the other was enjoying hot pot, and suddenly they became chatting and laughing in harmony. Chen Zhao, standing aside, suddenly thought of the words "harmony in the harem" and couldn't help but feel proud.

The early morning sunlight shone on the floor through the window. Chen Zhao took a breath, looked at his left side, and then at his right side.

No one on either side was there, maybe he was too shy.

Chen Zhao could still smell a faint fragrance at the tip of his nose, which was the smell of roses and gardenias. He squinted and thought for a long time about how he pushed Ming Yue and Dugu Meng to the bed last night.

No impression - but that doesn't matter, I'll just do it again tonight.

Thinking of this, he smiled.

As a man, a man with unlimited physical strength and infinite energy, it is normal to fight one against two, and one against three has also been done.

Daiyu and Baochai are both stunning beauties, and their looks are heart-wrenching when they are infused with positive energy.

It was also refreshing when Le Huizhen and Ding Caier enjoyed the night of bliss together.

As for Zhao Min and Zhou Zhiruo, a noble princess and a country girl are even more intoxicating.

Now that Dugu Meng and Mingyue were in love with each other, they would not marry him unless they were married, and with Dugu Fang, an old thief, adding fuel to the fire, Chen Zhao naturally accepted it with a smile.

Men should strengthen themselves, this has been true since ancient times.

A real man should wake up and hold the murderous sword, and lie drunk on the knees of a beautiful woman. Only in this way can his thoughts be clear and his actions be as righteous as his heart.

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Chen Zhao was on his way back to Miyin Mountain.

He didn't need to worry about marrying Dugu Meng and Mingyue. Dugu was naturally there to take care of it. According to this old thief's thoughts, he wanted to publicize the matter to the world, so that even if there was no Sword Master sitting in charge, he wouldn't have to worry about anyone invading him.

At noon, we arrived at a bustling market. Chen Zhao was in a good mood and walked into the largest tavern in the market to eat and rest.

The business of the tavern was very prosperous, and the noisy noise inside could be heard from a distance.

The aroma of wine and food wafted along the air, causing Chen Zhao's index fingers to jump and his steps to speed up a lot.

Huh?

As soon as he stepped into the tavern, Chen Zhao's heart moved and he naturally turned to a drinker in the corner.

This man is tall and tall, wearing a white robe, with a heroic face. He occupies a table by himself, his waist is straight like a javelin, and his whole body exudes an awe-inspiring and inviolable righteousness.

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But this was not important, because Chen Zhao saw at a glance that there was an ordinary long sword lying across the man's wine table.

The style of the long sword was very ordinary, but it constantly exuded a trace of awe-inspiring righteousness.

I'm afraid only those who have reached a certain level of martial arts can feel the extraordinaryness of that long sword.

This is the sword intention!

After all, this is a world with rich aura, and a magical weapon has been given its personality since the day it was born.

The most typical one here is the sword that I saw in Lingyun Cave that day - the Duan Family's Fire Lin Sword.

Although it was just a quick glance, Duan Lang fled in a hurry, but the sword obviously contained infinite domineering energy of fire. Once it was used, the surrounding air quickly heated up, as if surrounded by blazing flames, giving the opponent a very strong power.

Discomfort and harm.

Presumably, the Fire Lin Sword is so powerful, not just because it has a piece of Kirin Armor embedded in it.

Based on Chen Zhao's understanding of the world and his familiarity with the original plot, this young man must be Wuming's apprentice Jian Chen, and the sword beside him has always been Wuming's sword - the Hero's Sword.

In the battle of Wushuang City, the heroes of the Central Plains were in danger of an unexpected incident. It stands to reason that the owner of the heroic sword, the Heavenly Sword Wuming from Zhonghua Pavilion, would definitely show up to save people. Otherwise, what kind of compassion would it be?

However, based on information from all sources, Wuming disappeared without a trace after leaving Zhonghua Pavilion, and did not see him at the Wushuang City Conference. Unexpectedly, Chen Zhao met his apprentice here after many days.

But Chen Zhao's status at this time was such that he killed Jue Wushen, defeated Wushen Jue palace, and rescued many martial arts heroes in one fell swoop. Although it may not be as good as when Wuming, a man with one sword, defeated Jue Wushen and his five thousand turtles outside Shanhaiguan.

Cha Luo Bing, but you must know that Chen Zhaozhi showed his power in front of the heroes.

However, Wuming was only rumored by everyone, and no one saw the Battle of Shanhaiguan with their own eyes.

It can be said that in the eyes of the martial arts heroes in the Central Plains, Chen Zhao's fame and status are no less than Wuming. Therefore, although he met Wuming's disciples, Chen Zhao ignored them and would not take the initiative to say hello.

He doesn't want to find anyone, but people want to find him.

After dinner, Chen Zhao went on the road. When he walked through a tree-lined avenue, he saw the young man in white robe head-on.

"Jianchen, I have met Mr. Chen."

The young man in white robe was graceful and bowed his hand to Chen Zhao.

When Jian Chen saluted, he secretly channeled his inner strength and sent out an invisible force to force him forward, in order to test Chen Zhao's cultivation.

"Oh? Wuming disciple Jianchen? If you don't follow Wuming, what are you doing here?"

Chen Zhao said calmly, seemingly unaware of Jian Chen's internal force.

How profound is his martial arts? Jianchen's internal energy was like a breeze blowing against his face, and had no effect at all.

But Jian Chen was shocked.

He considers himself to be an unnamed and proud disciple. He has deep inner strength and must be unrivaled by the younger generation.

Unexpectedly, I have often heard rumors about Chen Zhao recently, which aroused the interest of Master Wu Ming, and ordered Jian Chen to invite Wu Ming.

So as soon as they met, Jian Chen used his inner strength to press forward. Unexpectedly, his profound inner strength pushed him into the enemy's body, but like a mud cow entering the sea, the other party had no reaction.

"This man was able to kill Jue Wushen and save Wushuang City. It was definitely not a fluke." Jian Chen thought to himself.

Hearing Chen Zhao's question, he quickly gathered his energy and said: "I was very offended just now, sir, please don't mind."

That's right. If I mind a lot, is it because I'm stingy?

Chen Zhao sneered in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face, because he knew that Jian Chen would not come for no reason, and it must have unknown meaning.

In the entire Fengyun world, the only one worthy of people's respect is Tian Jian Wuming.

This is a warrior who can truly be compassionate and compassionate.

So for Jian Chen, a nameless disciple, if he did some small tricks, he would just be like an ant roaring.

If this guy really offended him, Chen Zhao would never mind letting him know what the majesty of a master should not be violated.

So Chen Zhao said calmly: "Since you are the unknown descendant, then the sword in your hand must be the heroic sword."

Jian Chen didn't dare to make any small moves, but as an unknown disciple, when he heard the other party mention the "Hero Sword", he couldn't help but straighten his waist, with a proud look on his face, nodded and said: "It is passed down from my master, it is the hero."
To be continued...