After setting up camp, it was already dusk.

Flander waved his hand and asked the students and teachers to have a tent each!

Little Pangpang makes fire and Blade cooks!

Someone is alert.

Liu Erlong was full of energy and offered to make a hot meal for everyone.

Of course, Blade welcomed warmly.

But Flander and the master's face changed, and Liu Erlong gave up after some persuasion.

Seeing this, the two looked at each other and breathed a sigh of relief.

Thinking about the blade, maybe, the food made by Miss Liu Erlong... tastes very unique.

Otherwise, how could Flander's dignified level 78 soul saint have fear in his eyes?

But he still wanted to try the dish made by Miss Liu Erlong. What kind of unique taste does it mean to make the little treasure fan Flander show this cowardly?

After the folding table was arranged, pots, pans, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar, spices, water, and various ingredients collected along the way were taken out.

Five-colored mushrooms, iron fruits, pistachio, wind spirit fruits, moonlight vegetables, big head mushrooms, wild radish heads, cabbage that was eaten half by the soul beast, glass pork left over by an unknown soul beast...

Flander's mouth twitched, you are not really here to have fun, are you!

Ning Rongrong, Ma Hongjun, Oscar, Xiao Wu was stunned. Did you collect so many things along the way?

Dai Mubai, who was in charge of alert, looked back and his forehead leaped with blue veins. He was defeated by such a thing again?!

"Rongrong, do you know how to cook?" Blade summoned Bian and said to the onlookers with a smile.

Ning Rongrong crossed his hands and hugged his chest, raised his chin, and said disdainfully: "My dear Seven Treasures Glazed Li Sect, how could I do this?"

Xiao Wu took out a carrot and took a bite: "Miss Xiao Wu doesn't, but I'll just do it anyway!"

Tang San on the other side shook his head and smiled. This is the reason.

“I can eat it.”

“I have big sausage.”

Dai Mubai was extremely disdainful. What would a man do with a real man? This is a woman’s business!

Blade looked at these useless guys and waved his hand like a fly: "I want you to help you with the ingredients, but I didn't expect..."

"Forget it, go cool down."

Several people: "..."

Ning Rongrong said angrily: "It's just a matter of processing ingredients. What's the difficulty? I will learn it as soon as I learn it! You retreat and let me do it!"

Ning Rongrong pushed away the blade holding the blade ready to start construction.

She angrily picked up a bumpy tuber plant, which was dug out of the soil by the blade.

Then.

...

“…”

Ning Rongrong looked at the tubers called sweet potato in his hand and stood blankly, not knowing how to start.

The air is so quiet.

Ning Rongrong felt that he should do something.

But what should I do?!

The guy Blade and Xiao Wu were watching...

A little awkward.

Xiao Wu curled her lips, but she didn't stab her.

She doesn’t understand Ning Rongrong yet? She likes to show off her power in front of the Blade. Look, are you embarrassed?

The blade couldn't help but smile as he watched someone standing foolishly with the sweet potato.

What, I thought it was a king, but I didn’t expect it was a melon skin!

He walked over and took the food from Ning Rongrong's hand and smiled: "I'll do it, Rongrong, you can just be responsible for eating."

"I, I, I'm not a pig!" Ning Rongrong opened his mouth, but finally refused.

But I was very dissatisfied with the second half of the Blade.

"Be good~"

"Hmph! I want to see how much better you are than me!" Ning Rongrong walked to Xiao Wu with embarrassment.

"Then you have to be optimistic about Rongrong."

As he spoke, the blade was placed on the table by the blade, and an ordinary dagger appeared on his right hand, which looked quite sharp.

He put down the sweet potato in his hand, which he planned to use for roasting. Ning Rongrong picked up and wanted to deal with it. He still couldn't figure it out.

A carrot that was very similar to that was picked up by him, and after observing his eyes, the dagger moved.

Afterimage!

Ning Rongrong and others were stunned. This guy cut a carrot and made a afterimage!

Before they could come back to their senses, the blade had already stopped. In his hand, a clean red radish with mud and skin was cleaned, which looked quite attractive.

"Peeled carrots have no soul..."

Xiao Wu stared at the radish and swallowed, which was so tempting the fragrance of the rabbit.

Looking at the unscrupulous dead rabbit beside him, Ning Rongrong shook his head helplessly.

Blade ignored them anymore, and the guy who couldn't help was just shouting Liuliu from the side.

The dagger quickly processed some of the ingredients and was put away.

The blade is re-held in the hand and cut.

The sword shadows flew, and the ingredients on the table quickly turned into pieces, pieces.

Oscar watched the most seriously. He was more than 100,000 miles away from the realm of controlling the sword casually.

Flander, master, Zhao Wuji, and Liu Erlong sat together and chatted, also alerting whether there were any abnormal movements around him.

Tang San, Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing were alert in three directions.

Half an hour later, a large iron pot was filled with water and put on the fire.

The ingredients processed on the table were poured in by the blade, and then all kinds of seasonings were added to it with great difficulty.

Ma Hongjun said carefully: "Brother Dao, will this really taste delicious?"

The blade that had just chopped a hellfire pepper and threw it in was not raised: "I don't know."

"Ha?" Not to mention Ma Hongjun, even the others were confused by his answer.

"But don't worry, as long as I have enough seasonings, the taste should be acceptable." After pouring a lot of soy sauce, Blade sprinkled several handfuls of salt into it...

"Brother Dao, so many seasonings are not healthy, right?" Ma Hongjun asked a soul question after covering the pot cover with the blade.

Blade smiled: "Whoever asks this question is OK, you can't ask."

Ma Hongjun's face froze, looking a little reasonable.

The work of Blade is not over yet, and all the scraps left when processing the ingredients are collected and sent into the soul guide.

The table was emptied and wiped clean, and the blade washed his hands.

"Next, wait slowly."

After saying this, the blade took out the deck chair and spread it aside.

Lying down ignoring the contemptuous eyes of the few people.

But I didn't have a glass of wolfberry water on hand.

At this time, there were already stars in the sky.

Ning Rongrong suddenly remembered something. Although he was extremely unhappy when he saw this guy lying down and squinting his eyes, he still said with some concern: "Is it really okay for us to raise such a big fire?"

Blade briefly said: "It's okay, we have three soul saints. Unless a large number of ten thousand-year-old soul beasts attack at the same time, they will be delivered as many dishes."

"Tsk, do you think I don't know? It's just a test of you." Ning Rongrong's face turned slightly red, and he was dissatisfied with quibbling.

"Yeah." Blade said in agreement.

"Wow! It's so perfunctory." Xiao Wu curled her lips, then ignored Ning Rongrong who wanted to beat her, and turned around to find her mistress.

What should go, what should go is gone.

Blade took a nap on the recliner, making Fland feel sad. He, the dean, was sitting on the ground, and this bastard was lying so comfortable!

It was extremely unfair in my heart!
To be continued...