Chapter 1239 (1/2)

Ye Qian has always had a very high demand for food, which can even be said to be picky. Of course, it's no wonder that if he hadn't such a critical taste, he wouldn't have such a good cooking.

In fact, with Ye Qian's current cultivation and realm, he can completely supplement his own blood without food. But he is the first immortal in the nine realms, whether in the fairyland or in the human world, it is a unique existence.

Although there is no need to eat, ye Qian's three meals a day are never too many, and they are very punctual.

In Ye Qian's own words, what's the meaning of this person if he doesn't even have the right to taste delicious food?

In the dark Taiping mountains, the samadhi fire, which symbolizes the supreme magic power of Taoism, is constantly rotating at the moment. In the fairyland, some people use the real fire to refine pills, and others use the real fire to refine utensils. However, ye Qian roasts porcupines with this real fire, which is also a great irony.

Oil squeak sound in the woods, and spread a let people can not stop the mellow smell.

At the moment, the eagle looked at the porcupine that kept spinning in the air, and the whole person was left on the ground. It seems that at this time, the eagle's heart just rises a kind of inexplicable feeling, as if camping in the wild is also a very interesting thing.

”Ye Shuai, are you ready?” The eagle was in a hurry again, standing on one side and stamping his feet.

However, ye Qian was smiling, and his fingers turned and said, ”yes

As he spoke, ye Qian took back his samadhi fire and spread out his palm. A white crystal suddenly appeared in the palm of his hand. Then ye Qian threw all these things on the tender roast porcupine.

Yu Wen on the pork body, these inexplicable seasonings mixed together, instantly exploded, sending out an irresistible fragrance.

Seeing this, the eagle rushed up without saying a word. He kept twitching his nose. The eagle said: ”good fragrance, good fragrance!”

At the moment, no matter what the image of the eagle is not image, after rushing up, it grabs a leg directly, and then tears it vigorously, pulling down the front leg of a porcupine.

At the moment, some fresh and tender gravy is flowing out of the black meat, which looks very attractive.

On the front of the tail of the eagle, the front one was sent to the pig

Ye Qian gave a faint smile and said, ”you boy, you can pick. The porcupine's front legs are the most tender and juicy!”

Listening to Ye Qian's joke, the eagle just gave a bad smile.

He handed a front leg to Ye Qian. The eagle ran back again and pulled a hind leg down. Regardless of the hot meat quality, he began to bite. While biting, the eagle felt the explosion of his taste buds and said, ”delicious, delicious!”

Looking at the eagle this pair of appearance, ye Qian to is some can't laugh and cry.

The porcupine is big in Taiping mountain. Judging from his body size, it weighs at least a kilogram. At the moment, the eagle pulled down a hind leg with a half big buttock, which was so big that it directly covered half of the eagle's body. Looking at the scene in front of him, it really made people feel a kind of laugh.

While gnawing at the pig leg in his hand, the eagle came to Ye Qian, chewing the meat fragrance of porcupine in his mouth. At the moment, the eagle was inarticulate and said, ”Ye Shuai, I didn't expect that you still have this kind of divine skill in addition to your cultivation. Otherwise, you can teach me, especially the way you control the fire. It's so cool!”