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Chapter 2579 Dragon Claw Soup!(1/2)

"Am I drooling?"
"Master, you are really flowing!"
"You fart! I am crying for the tragic experience of Lord Dragon God!"
"I see, but why are the tears coming from the corners of your mouth, helmsman? Are they still flowing so long?"
"You know what the heck! When you are in the deepest state of grief, there will be tears everywhere. Anyway, this is definitely not saliva!"
While Tie Hengjiang was talking loudly, the irritation in his mouth was still flowing out unsatisfactorily.
Tie Hengjiang was so angry that he slapped himself twice.
Bang!!!
"Tie Hengjiang, Tie Hengjiang! You are really nothing!"
"Lord Dragon God is so miserable, and you're still drooling?"
"Are you still a fucking human?"
"No matter how fragrant the smell is, it is still the dragon claw of Lord Dragon God. How can I, Tie Hengjiang, not be able to control it?"
Tie Hengjiang kept yelling at himself in his heart.
And his two loud slaps also made everyone in the Tianshen Dragon Sect a little confused.
I thought that the helmsman was really loyal to Lord Dragon God, and I was so sad that I slapped myself in the face.
We must also learn from the helmsman.
As a result, many people began to slap themselves.
For a while, the sound of slaps came one after another.
Not far away, everyone in the Wangwang Sect looked confused. They couldn't understand why these people suddenly slapped them collectively.
Could it be some kind of secret ritual of the Tianlong God Sect?
But I’ve never heard of such a ceremony?
As time goes by, the aroma wafting out of the big iron pot becomes more and more rich and mellow.
It is not an exaggeration to stretch for hundreds of miles.
It attracted many wild beasts in the nearby mountains, forests and fields to follow the scent.
As a result, seeing so many people here scared the beasts and fled quickly.
Everyone in the Wangwang Sect was already gathered around, stretching their necks and inhaling the aroma wafting out of the big iron pot with faces full of intoxication.
They didn't realize anything at first, until the fragrance continued to emerge, and after smelling it for a long time, they felt some changes in their bodies.
The most intuitive change is that my mental state has become very good.
Active mind.
Clear mind.
The ears are clear and the eyes are clear.
My body feels much more relaxed and relaxed.
Just like a
I haven't pooped for seven days, and suddenly I pooped out ten pounds.
The feeling that the whole person feels relaxed all of a sudden.
It can only be described as refreshing.
Everyone in the Wangwang Sect here has this similar feeling.
I experienced unprecedented comfort and joy.
The more you smell it, the more comfortable you feel.
The more I smell it, the more I get attracted to it.
"This fragrance is so pleasant to smell!"
Bai Nian'er's face looked intoxicated, and her cheeks turned red.
She even felt that her body seemed to be growing vigorously, and her breasts were higher than before.
Simmer until dark at night.
The aroma in the pot has reached an unbelievable level, floating for eight hundred miles.
There is even a faint golden light that diffuses from the pot.
It seems as if there is some unique treasure brewing inside.
And the people of the Tianlong God Sect who were still scolding them with grief and anger during the day were now captured by this scent.
One by one, they walked closer involuntarily and imitated the way Wang Wang taught others to smell the fragrance.
Among them, the one I smelled most enthusiastically was Tie Hengjiang.
Every time I take a big puff, my face turns red and I roll my eyes.
It looks very exaggerated.
Ye Qingyun was sitting on the stone at the moment, looking at the appearance of these people, and felt speechless for a while.
I'm stewing dragon claws.
It's not like he's doing anything weird.
Why do all of them look like they've been poisoned?
Is it so outrageous?
"It should be almost done."
Ye Qingyun came to the big iron pot, climbed up on the ladder and took a look.
He couldn't help but show a look of satisfaction.
“Quite good.”
Ye Qingyun immediately looked at everyone.
"The soup has been stewed. Everyone lines up, holds bowls, and comes to fill the soup one by one."
As soon as these words came out, thousands of people from Wangwang Cult immediately lined up.
Everyone is holding a bowl in their hands.
No one didn't queue up, and no one jumped in line randomly.
What stands out is one
in Apple pie order.
As for those from the Tianlong God Sect, they were not qualified to come and line up. They could only watch from a distance with curiosity and eagerness on their faces.
Tie Hengjiang stretched his neck even more anxiously, wanting to see what the dragon claw soup in the iron pot looked like.
Unfortunately, the iron pot was too big and too high. Even Ye Qingyun had to get a ladder to climb up.
Tie Hengjiang's strength was greatly reduced now, and he couldn't even fly, so he could only worry on the ground.
The moment Ye Qingyun opened the lid of the iron pot.
A golden light soared into the sky, directly into the night sky, and immediately lit up the night sky. .??.
The land with a radius of thousands of miles suddenly became like daylight.
It made the peasant uncles thousands of miles away who had just gone to bed wonder about life.
I just lay down and still haven't fallen asleep yet.
Why did it get light?
Along with the golden light soaring into the sky, a phantom of a silver dragon actually flew out of the big iron pot.
Fortunately, the phantom disappeared in a flash and did not exist for too long, otherwise everyone would have thought that the silver dragon would never die with its eyes closed and its spirit still lingering.
To be continued...
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