Chapter 1137: Wear a string (1/2)
The genius remembers the address of the site for one second: (Vertex Chinese), the fastest update! No ads!? The blue flame shining in the light, beating in the eyes of everyone, let everyone immerse in it.
Is this about to begin?
Everyone is a look.
Su Yu's face remained unchanged, and the high temperature of Soul Qingyan distorted the surrounding air. However, the shelf and the iron wire were safe under such high temperature.
”It's a cold iron for thousands of years!” Wei Changkong's gaze froze sharply, with a sigh in his voice, almost trembling.
His words shocked Starmark and others and stared closely at the wire.
”It's really a cold iron for thousands of years!”
Xingheng breathed a sigh of relief, with an incredible look in his eyes.
Outrageous things, outrageous objects!
Wannian cold iron is an excellent material for refining, especially for refining swords. Wei Changkong and Xingheng are both people who use swords, and their swords are only doped with one. It's just a point of ten thousand years of cold iron, and Su Yu actually made such a huge amount of ten thousand years of cold iron... wire?
The key is also used to cook?
This is simply... people vomiting blood.
Not only they, but the audience is a little confused... very incomparable, but the spirit stone burned under the wire! And it is still a top grade spirit stone, what is this for? Show off wealth? Prodigal? In order to pretend?
Which one is cooking? This is burning money!
The audience took a deep breath, showing their faces in pain.
While burning, Su Yu waved his wrist, and the kitchen knife was picked up, spinning in his hand, playing with the knife flower.
At this time, many ingredients had been placed in front of him, and those ingredients were dazzling, mainly meat.
Looking at the ingredients, many people who know the goods take a deep breath, because the grade of those ingredients is not low!
The aura that rises to the sky almost makes people think it is a high-level elixir...
Even meat is high-level Warcraft, ninth-order spirit materials, strange spirits... Su Yu set up a full table.
This is definitely not cooking!
Rao Shihuangfu was a little trembling as a prince and thought of it firmly.
This is to show off wealth to everyone and fight against the poor and weak minds of everyone!
It's no wonder that even the sects of the ancient times have to spend a lot of trouble to **** Dawang Mountain. These resources are really jealous and crazy!
Su Yuke didn't have time to take care of everyone's thoughts, holding a kitchen knife, he started to process these ingredients. The Warcraft meat was cut, and several knives were cut on it, a few small openings were made, and then a root was purchased from the system. Baiyu's thin rod, passing through those beasts, laid aside.
”Wash the jade!” Buddha exclaimed, the Buddha's heart could not remain calm.
Buddha practitioners should first repair the body. Among them, the pith-washing jade is very helpful to the cultivation of the body, and it is an extremely rare auxiliary treasure.
And now, this kind of treasure is actually used to... dress? !
What kind of food is King Su?
At this time, Su Yu had taken a Lingguo with a large bowl, and the kitchen knife seemed to play a flower in his hand. The knife flashed, and the Lingguo was carved by Su Yu into a blooming flower. , Bamboo sticks inserted, and set aside.
A ninth-order elixir, a bit like ginseng, the dense roots and hairs spread out, Su Yu held the kitchen knife straight, cut on the elixir of the elixir, and dripped the branches and leaves of the elixir into porcelain Within the bowl, finally cut the elixir horizontally, and two bamboo branches pass through the elixir.
...
One by one, Su Yu spent a lot of time processing.
”Sister Qingzhu, it turns out that he is a local tyrant!” Xue Ju's eyes began to glow, ”He has those rare species that are extremely difficult to grow and are not renewable!”
”I'm sure this uncle! In the future I will take a bath with Tianling Liquid and rinse my mouth with mysterious light...” Xue Ju directly entered a state of self-imagination.