Chapter 815 (2/2)

He built a single-layer American garden house with a traditional triangular roof. He supported the surrounding triangular roof structure with columns, and added a fence between the columns, so that the columns would not appear abrupt

Two hours later, Han Fei just opened the window and heard the gentle voice of the middle-aged man: ”it's almost time to cook.”

Han Fei: ”...”

After a while, Han Fei looked at the milongjiao and found the fatal reason. It was a round hole in his head, which seemed to have been stabbed to death with one finger.Han Fei took a breath: how to eat this? No experience!

Han Fei looked at the middle-aged man, and the latter said lightly: ”cut off the Dragon horn, draw out the Dragon tendon keel, take out the Dragon liver and gentian, shave off the Dragon scales, do not eat the tap, chop off. Others, you can do it yourself! ”

Han Fei's mind moved: what should I do? This thing is full of treasure. You don't want it. I'll take it all.

This time, Han Fei had some difficulties in using the heaven and earth sword. After all, the heaven and earth sword didn't recognize the Lord, so he was a little unable to use it. The main thing is that it's a troublesome thing to draw dragon ribs and keels.

Han Fei did it for more than half an hour before he cleaned it up. He tried to chop the milongjiao, but he couldn't move it for a long time.

”Forget it, forget it. Anyway, I don't want the tap. I'll plug it into the refining world first. As for dragon meat... ”

Han Fei thought for a moment: ”well, I didn't have the experience to eat for the first time. I'll make a braised dragon meat, a piece of dragon meat. Well, just three, almost enough Come on, another fried dragon in soy sauce. ”

A moment later, the middle-aged man saw the sky above the river, the spirit flame rising from the sky, cooking seasoning in the pot, the sky roasted dragon meat.

This scene, thanks to no one to see.

Otherwise, Han Fei felt that he might be beaten to death by others.

Dragon! Although it is not a real dragon, there is a trace of dragon blood! There are so many dragon meat dishes out of flowery, and Han Fei can't bear it?

But on second thought, Han Fei was also happy. With dragon tendons, there are materials for practicing the art of divine control.

Even the fishing rod can be upgraded. This keel is stronger than the green sea dragon bone which has been dead for many years. It's really a good thing!

One hour after the meal.

Two people sat on a table by the river. The middle-aged man picked up a piece of skin dragon meat, stained with vinegar, and put it into his mouth.

After that, the middle-aged man picked up a piece of braised dragon meat, a piece of fried dragon meat with soy sauce, and finally picked up a dragon meat to burn.

Han Fei is holding a dragon meat fire and looking at the middle-aged man. After half a day, the middle-aged talent lightly replied, ”yes, it's just that this one is a little too boring.”

Middle aged refers to braised dragon meat.

Han Fei is puzzled for a while. He picks up a piece of braised dragon meat and puts it into his mouth. He only feels the rolling energy into his body, and his blood suddenly flows.

Forced down this kind of throbbing, Han Fei is dead to the mouth to plug, putty what putty? What delicious dragon meat! If you don't, I will.

It's a pity that Han Fei only ate five or six Jin. The whole person's skin is already red and breathing like fire. When I opened my mouth, I found a flame and it came out of my mouth.

The middle-aged man looked at Han Fei in disgust: ”when you eat, you really want to take a big breath, you should first turn your head to take a breath.”

Han Fei's eyes are red: what am I panting for? I'm so hot.

Immediately, Han Fei left his seat and ran to the river. His mind moved. A group of rivers poured down his head.

”No way! You have to practice. You have to practice the body of 108 gods in the river. ”

”Poo Tong!”

I saw Han Fei jump into the river and put on all kinds of strange postures. The middle-aged man looks at Han Fei in the water from time to time.

When Han Fei finished the 108 postures, the middle-aged man squinted slightly.

Squinting, Han Fei did not find that middle-aged fingers a pinch, seems to be calculating something.

This time, Han Fei didn't sit all day. Although dragon meat is awesome, the awesome spirit is also very powerful. It took only two hours to calm the tumbling Qi and blood.

However, at this time, the middle-aged man said lightly, ”you can go to sleep.”

Han Fei is speechless: I haven't got my bed yet, so I go to sleep?

Han Fei can't help but mutter a few times: sleep, sleep, sleep where is not sleep?

After that, he really ran to his unfinished small room, looked at the boards on the ground, and suddenly took out a shell more than six meters from the sea shell to control the water.

Let alone, Han Fei can't remember when he went to bed last time?

Although, practitioners can not sleep. But eating and sleeping are the blessings of life. The happiness of ordinary people is not easy for practitioners.

Han Fei slept soundly until he heard the sound of the rain.

Han Fei:

Han Fei opens his eyes and looks confused: This is the secret place! There's no rain this day. Where's the rain? Are you kidding me?

Han Fei quickly got up and walked out of the house. Sure enough, I saw the light rain falling.

Then he saw the middle-aged man sitting in front of a bluestone with a teacup in his hand and the mist rising from the cup. There is no rain within 10 meters of the stone platform.

There is a teapot on the blue stone table, and there is a teacup on the opposite side. Han Fei is shocked to see it: is this for himself?Sure enough, the middle-aged man didn't even return his head. He said lightly, ”sit down and have tea.”