As soon as Guo Xiaofeng left, Chen Feng also left Tianji Pavilion and returned to No. 1, Yuhu.

Just counting one fortune every day, this job is still very easy.

However, until now, no one from the Luo family has been attracted, which makes Chen Feng a little anxious.

Buzz!

With a thought, Chen Feng entered the prison where ghosts were imprisoned.

"Dad, will Princess Xiaoxiao come back?"

As soon as he came in, Xuanyuan Erdan ran over and asked pitifully.

Chen Feng looked at him with a playful look and said with a smile.

"Why, if you don't get beaten for a day, you will feel uncomfortable all over?"

"Xiaoxiao is not here, I can do it for you."

When Xuanyuan Erdan heard this, she shivered and hurriedly smiled and said back with a smile.

“No, no.”

"I just think it's a little strange."

"What's strange?" Chen Feng said in surprise.

"Dad, why did Princess Xiaoxiao say she didn't want to meet you in front of the formation when she left?"

"The knife you got is probably a grudge against Princess Xiaoxiao!"

"I'm very worried. You two will start working next time when you see Xiaoxiao."

Xuanyuan Erdan's words made Chen Feng frown and remain silent.

Chen Feng had thought about this question before.

But Ling Xiaoxiao didn't say it, and he couldn't force him to ask.

However, Chen Feng could not do it if he asked Chen Feng to discard the knife.

After the blood dripping, Chen Feng and the Jiulong Blade had a feeling of flesh and blood connection.

This Nine Dragon Blade seems to be a part of Chen Feng's body, and is inseparable.

This feeling has never happened to Chen Feng in any other magic weapon.

"Don't think so much."

"Who does the knife have a grudge against? That's the knife's business."

"Kodao's owner is me. Who does it want to kill, it can't help it!"

Chen Feng raised his eyebrows and responded domineeringly.

Then, with a thought, the Nine Dragon Blade broke through the air and was held in Chen Feng's hand.

Looking at the cold and desolate light on the blade, Chen Feng said in a deep voice.

"I know, you have consciousness and life."

"But listen well, since you recognize me as your master, you must obey my will!"

"Otherwise, I will destroy you at all costs!"

Buzz!

Chen Feng's words fell, and the Nine Dragon Blade suddenly buzzed, as if responding to Chen Feng's words.

Full of spirituality!

At the same time, Chen Feng could clearly feel that the Jiulong Blade was assuring him that he would never betray him.

"Okay, don't worry about it." Chen Feng patted Xuanyuan Erdan's head, then went to another room and found Qian Jingyu.

"Yu'er has met the master!"

Qian Jingyu was on the bed, practicing cross-legged. When she saw Chen Feng coming in, she quickly got up to greet her.

"No need to be polite!"

Chen Feng smiled, but then his face changed suddenly.

Qian Jingyu's body was surrounded by black fog, and the cold air was so cold that it gave people a feeling of frosty.

Of course, this is not the main thing. What really shocked Chen Feng was that the Nine Dragon Blade actually buzzed!

It seemed as if something was excited by Qian Jingyu's body and was crazy!

"Take!!!"

Chen Feng blurted out, he was intimate with the Jiulong Blade, and immediately understood the excitement of Jiulong Blade.

Qian Jingyu was stunned, then shyly said to Chen Feng.

"Master, Yu'er, thanks to the master's teachings, she dares not neglect it day and night."

"I finally gained something today and successfully entered the first level of the Nine Yin Soul Refining Skills."

Chen Feng nodded, but was a little shocked inside.

He never expected that this Nine Yin Soul Refining Skill was actually related to the Nine Dragon Blade!

"Yu'er, it's done well."

"This is for you!"

Chen Feng had a thought and handed over the Record of the God of Food to Qian Jingyu.

"This is written by the God of Food in Heaven, and it should be helpful to your cooking skills."

When Qian Jingyu heard this, she was overjoyed and hurriedly took it over and thanked Chen Feng for Qianxiang.

"Thank you, Master!"

Qian Jingyu was a famous chef and had a special interest in cooking.

Now that she has actually obtained the inheritance of the God of Food, how can she not like it?

Chen Feng smiled, suddenly took out his cell phone and said to Qian Jingyu.

"You go and cook some dishes first."

"However, this time I was cooking and explaining."

"I'll record it and show it to the God of Food!"

When Qian Jingyu heard this, her body was trembling with excitement and said in surprise.

"Master, are you going to let Lord God of Food give me some advice?"

Chen Feng curled his lips and tasted it.

"I'm wrong. I'm going to let the God of Food worship you as my teacher."

"Ah?" Qian Jingyu was stunned and stunned.

Chen Feng did not explain, and directly recorded the process of Qian Jingyu's cooking.

Qian Jingyu knew it was for the God of Food to see, and she was particularly nervous.

While cooking, explaining each step very carefully without missing every detail.

I was afraid that something was not done well and that would make the God of Food unhappy.

A meal that was extremely relaxed before, but this time Qian Jingyu was sweating heavily and felt like she was working hard.

"Master, do you really want to show it to Lord God of Food?"

"Does Lord God of Food think I'm stupid and have bad cooking skills?"

Qian Jingyu wiped the fragrant sweat, asked nervously.

“Haha, be confident.”

"The God of Cookery is not as good as you!"

"I'm leaving, see you back!"

Buzz!

With a thought, Chen Feng took the prepared meal to the prison where the gods were imprisoned.

"Sir, I thought of it, I thought of it!"

As soon as Chen Feng came in, the God of Food rushed over with excitement on his face.

"I finally know why I use the cooking method, and the eighteenth procedure will cause stagnation!"

"It was because of my face that was too big. When I kept slitting the spoon, the flesh on my face trembled sharply."

"For these eighteen procedures, the power of the spoon is getting stronger and stronger, and the flesh on the face will naturally shake faster and faster."

"When we reached the eighteenth procedure, we just reached a critical point, resonance and missed a beat!"
To be continued...