? "Boss, the fish is here." Qingyi laughed loudly and threw the eelfish over.

Sima Jin shook his head, put five elliptical fish in Zhukuan, and handed them to An Bochen who was watching the ancient book.

"Qingyi is free and easy by nature, but she likes to compete too much and is very competitive, which is a taboo in practicing." An Bochen took the bamboo basket and said without raising his head.

"Make fish first." Sima Jin clapped his hands.

Then An Bochen picked out two petals from the flower pot on the windowsill of the water pavilion and blew it gently. The petals swelled in the wind and turned into two pretty little chefs, but they were only the size of a palm.

"What are your instructions?" The two little chefs bowed to An Bochen Yingying.

"If you have a distinguished guest in the future, please ask two of you to have a good meal."

An Bochen smacked his lips, waved his hand, and the bamboo basket of the fish became smaller, and the fish became smaller as well, just enough for two little chefs to take care of it.

The little chef, whose petals turned into, took the bamboo basket happily and started roasting the fish. In a short while, the fragrance of fish wafted out.

Three servants, Qingyi, Baiyi and Red, hid beside the pillar behind Xiao Xie, secretly inquiring about the little chef who was making fish. There was a light in their eyes. They were not greedy for the fish or liked the little chef, but were attracted by An Bochen's technique of change.

The art of change used by Anbochen now combines the thirty-six strikes of the Zhoutian, which is almost the way to the mind. Take the little chef who has become the two petals. They are originally living creatures, but they are dead objects among living creatures. They are transformed by Anbochen in one breath, possess human nature, and master the cooking skills of cooking fish. All the mystery of this is only in Anbochen's breath, which means that Anbochen's breath now turns into gold and turns into an omnipresent immortal magic, which makes the three servants feel thumping.

"The person is coming soon."

Sima Jin looked at the undulating Haibo in the distance and said.

"Well, the fish are almost ready." An Bochen sniffed deeply, suddenly glared at the three servants hiding behind the water pavilion, scaring the servants away.

After An Bochen finished speaking, two hot-steamed fish were placed on the water pavilion, one of which was cooking soup and the other was roasted. They were all exquisitely made and the taste was mellow, which made people excited. However, after the fish were prepared, the two cute little chefs disappeared, and only fell a petal outside the plate.

Anbochen can transform into an mortal into an immortal with one qi, which is already a ability beyond the realm of the real immortal realm. The reason why he can do it is because Anbochen uses his body to replace Zhoutian. But his qi has at most only one incense stick. After one incense stick, the immortal becomes an mortal, and the two cute little chefs will turn back into petals. When will Anbochen do it, and continue to flourish in one breath, he will be able to compete with the most powerful existence in the ancient world and surpass the supreme. But from now on, it is still far away.

As soon as the two fish were on the table, the huge island was approaching.

A man in golden helmet and armor laughed loudly, walking on a dragon slid into the sea. There was no symbolic mark on the dragon, and it was obviously caught by Wang Ziyue in the middle of the journey.

"Why is Brother Wang here?"

An Bochen greeted him with a smile, without any strangeness, as if he was an old friend he had known for many years.

Wang Ziyue also laughed and jumped into the water pavilion, holding An Bochen's arm, extremely enthusiastic.

It’s better to be the female scholars of the Netherworld Sect on the Floating Island, but all the gods under Wang Ziyue who served in the Heavenly Palace were stunned. You know, in their eyes, their boss is the best-selling person in the world. When they encounter people, there are very few people who can enter his eyes in the sky. But at this time, he was so close to the boss of a boat, how could they not be surprised? But not long after, they realized that although they worked in the Heavenly Palace, the affairs of the Four Continents could also be heard from them from time to time. They also heard that Wang Ziyue was shot in the Netherworld Sect not long ago. It is not difficult to guess the true identity of the man in green.

"Brother An is so free and easy. Hey, what a fragrant fish." Wang Ziyue's eyes were suddenly attracted by the fish in the pavilion. He hurriedly greeted Sima Jin and then came to the pavilion.

"Brother Wang must have been in the Heavenly Palace for a long time. He enjoyed all the delicacies of mountains and seas. It would be better to taste the 10-ejaculate fish here, which is also a unique taste." An Bochen said: "Brother Wang, please."

At that moment, An Bochen and Wang Ziyue sat opposite each other in the pavilion, and Sima Jin took three servants to greet the Netherworld Cultists and the generals on the floating island.

After three rounds of wine, An Bochen put down the bamboo chopsticks, looked at Wang Ziyue and said, "It seems that Brother Wang was a blessing in disguise. It's a happy thing, congratulations."

When Wang Ziyue heard this, his face turned red. He smiled dryly and raised his head to drink a glass of wine, hiding the joy on his face.

After leaving the Netherworld Sect, Sima Jin was idle and analyzed the endings of Wang Ziyue and the female leader of the Netherworld Sect with An Bochen. There are three endings: one is that the two broke up because of this and never interacted with each other since then. The other is that both of them were faced and everything remained the same. Wang Ziyue still acted as a Luotuoshan person in Beihai all day long. The third possibility is that the ice between the two people was melting due to this. Now it seems that the third possibility should have occurred.

An Bochen remained calm on the surface, and was secretly happy in his heart.

The relationship between Wang Ziyue and the female leader is nothing to do with him. What he is happy about is that after this incident, Wang Ziyue, the first god general of the Heavenly Palace, owed him a favor. Although he and Sima Jin do not want to cause too many troubles and disputes, it is an indisputable fact that the two offended Tianhe Sect and the East God Sect. It is definitely a great thing to have a help from Wang Ziyue.

However, Amberchen won't mention it.

He could see at a glance what kind of person Wang Ziyue was. He was rebellious by nature, but unlike Lu Fengqi and Jiuchenjun, he was extremely dispositioned and he would repay all kindness and revenge. Even if An Bochen didn't say it, he would definitely remember it in his heart. On the contrary, if An Bochen mentioned this matter, it would fall into Wang Ziyue's heart as if An Bochen had used this matter to seek credit, which would only make Prince Yue feel disgusted and disgusted.

"Thank you brother Wang for showing mercy that day." An Bochen took a sip of wine and said again.

Prince Yue was eating fish and drinking. When he heard Amber Chen's words, he laughed: "Hahaha, you finally admit it."

"I have never denied it." Amberchen felt a little strange: "At that time, I only had one shot, the power of the Xuanxian. After one shot, I was like fish on the chopping board, and I could be left to the point."

"But everyone in the world thinks I'm defeated you that shot." Prince Yue shook his head, and he looked at An Bochen without any concealing his appreciation: "However, no matter how the people in the world say, how they joke, or how they insult me, Prince Yue, are just a group of mobs. But you admit it, but I'm worth it. Come on, do it!"

Wang Ziyue was in an extremely good mood. He pushed away the wine glass, grabbed the wine pot and raised his head and poured it down. Then he untied his armor and sang indulged in the sea breeze.

An Bochen spread his hands and turned around. Sima Jincha also looked at him. The two of them showed helpless expressions at the same time. This prince Yue was too dispositional, and his temperament was a bit scary. No wonder he was extremely killing and could be ranked among the top ten in ancient times. There are often only two types of people with great killing, either extremes, but demons, or people with unique temperaments in the world.

Neither An Bochen nor Sima Jin expected that this wine would last for two days, and after another three days, Wang Ziyue woke up.

"I forgot to talk about the serious business just while drinking." Wang Ziyue rubbed his forehead and looked for An Bochen and Sima Jin who were sitting by the water pavilion basking in the sun.

You just remembered.

Sima Jin felt sorry for her, but she didn't say that. She summoned a servant in white to prepare sobering tea for Wang Ziyue, and asked Wang Ziyue to sit down.

"No wonder you and the other two have never returned to the Netherworld Sect. Such a good place and such a beautiful scenery, if I hadn't been here for a hundred years than to see that gloomy island." Wang Ziyue sat down and said while drinking tea.

"I saw that the leader's sister had no intention of summoning us, so I stayed here and did not return to the school." Sima Jin explained.

"Qing'er... the leader didn't forget you, but she couldn't take care of herself." When Wang Ziyue spoke, her cheeks turned slightly red. It was not because she was not awakened from alcohol, but because she seemed to have encountered something embarrassing: "To put it, this disaster has something to do with me."

Sima Jin turned his head and rolled his eyes in anger.

She could guess without Wang Ziyue's words that the defenses on the outer edge of the Netherworld Sect, that is, the Black Dragon Cave was messed up by Wang Ziyue, so the female leader was naturally busy. But Wang Ziyue was extremely light when talking about this matter, and Sima Jin felt that she was not worth it for the female leader.

"Actually, I have help." Wang Ziyue is not a fool. Without observing his words and expressions, he could feel the hostility revealed by Sima Jin at that moment. He smiled bitterly and pointed to the back: "In order to help Qing'er repair the magic circle, I violated the Heavenly Order and summoned more than 300 gods from the Heavenly Palace to help the Netherworld Sect arrange the magic circle. You must know that the Heavenly Court has always been out of the dispute in the lower realm, and the Heavenly Order strictly ordered no one in the Heavenly Palace to interfere."

After hearing this, Sima Jin's face improved a little: "Then how can you explain to your boss if you do this? If you find out that you violate the laws of heaven, wouldn't you suffer?"

"Hehe, this is actually not a big deal. My boss is the Emperor of Heaven. The elders of Heaven are busy practicing in seclusion and have no time to pay attention to me. Now, the Heavenly Sword is useless."

Wang Ziyue said with a squinted eyes, and Sima Jin was so angry that his face no longer looked good.

An Bochen knew that Sima Jin hated the world's most mischievous lovers, and those men who made women, especially those who looked down on women, were heartbroken. Seeing Sima Jin pulling his face down, he had to come forward to smooth things over: "Yes, Brother Wang will definitely not just come to chat this time, I guess there are other things."

"Brother An, you're right." Wang Ziyue smiled embarrassedly, and looked embarrassed. He hesitated for a long time, and finally said, "I came to find Brother An this time, because I was hiding it from Qing'er. If Qing'er knew that I was going to disturb the two of them, she would definitely be unhappy. However, there is one thing I have been thinking about, so I can only ask for help from you."

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