Divine Seal: Attribute Cultivation, Starting from Saving Cai'er

The valley of the gods.

The grass is lush and tall ancient trees can be seen everywhere.

In the valley, flowers are in full bloom, making it look like a fairyland.

In the void, two figures were floating, watching everything silently.

"This place is nice, very comfortable."

A clear female voice echoed.

"It's very beautiful, worthy of being called a paradise."

In this fairyland, a woman was dancing gracefully.

He looks no more than twenty years old.

It’s the prime of youth, the most beautiful grade.

A light yellow long skirt perfectly outlines her figure.

The moving dance moves even complement the flowers.

It is hard to tell which person is more beautiful than the flower.

Flowers are still more beautiful than people.

Anyway, everything looks so touching.

But among the flowers and plants, there was a very abrupt lounge chair.

There was a person lying lazily on it.

He looked half asleep and half awake, and indescribably lazy.

This man was only in his twenties, but he had a face full of stubble.

There was a gleam of light in her pair of peach blossom eyes.

There is something shifty about it.

It's a real eyesore no matter how you look at it.

At this time, he was holding his head with both hands.

He stared at the dancing fairy in the yellow dress with eyes full of fascination.

His eyes were also wandering, moving up and down.

I don’t know if he was admiring the dance or coveting something else.

Soon, the fairy in the yellow skirt stopped dancing.

Facing the blooming flowers, she bowed gracefully to say farewell.

But the wretched middle-aged man just chuckled.

Looking at the graceful dancer, he swallowed.

Then he put on an appearance like a hungry tiger pouncing on its prey.

He jumped off the recliner and rushed directly towards the dancer in the yellow skirt.

The latter was not annoyed, but just laughed.

The delicate and graceful body only needs a nimble turn.

Just avoid the dirty hands that are trying to take advantage of you.

The middle-aged man seemed unwilling.

It continued to chase after the other in the flowers with its claws and fangs bared.

The dancer smiled sweetly and danced lightly among the flowers.

He dodged one attack after another, always avoiding the other's affection just right.

The dancing steps were as light as a butterfly, and no flowers or plants were broken wherever it passed.

Gu Yuena, who was suspended in the void, couldn't help but raise her eyebrows.

She really couldn't bear to look at such a disgusting man.

He wanted to make a move secretly and give the opponent a ruthless blow.

However, Long Fan grabbed the other person's hand in time.

Use your eyes to signal the other person to stay calm.

In the flower valley, the frolicking of a man and a woman finally came to an end.

The dancer in the yellow skirt said in a reproachful tone.

"Okay, stop making trouble.

Hurry up and cook for me, I’m hungry…”

With his hands on his hips, he pretended to be arrogant.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man stopped playing around.

But he couldn't suppress the smile on his face.

"My dear little princess, what kind of sausage would you like to eat today?

I have big sausages, try sausage-free sausages, sausage wrapped in small sausages, everything.”

The girl opposite frowned when she heard this.

"Pah, pah, pah! It's so disgusting. Who wants to eat those intestines? I'm sick of it.

You are the God of Food, but you are not as good as the God of Emotions, the son-in-law of the Third Brother. Anyway, there will be no delicious food today, hehe!"

Upon hearing this, the middle-aged man quickly entered the small house not far away.

A confident voice came.

"It's easy to eat good food. Let me cook for you."

As soon as I entered the kitchen, I heard the sound of tinkling.

The dancer in the yellow skirt walked to the stone table in front of the house and sat down directly.

With his hands on his chin, he had an expectant smile on his face.

"You decide. If you don't satisfy my appetite, don't even think about going to bed today." She acted like a spoiled little princess.

The voice carried an undisguised threat and entered the kitchen.

"Okay, okay, after all, my wife is the noble Nine-Colored Goddess."

As he spoke, he turned into a streak of white light and flashed out again.

He held a large plate in his hands and brought it to the stone table.

That's a big plate of fried rice!

Yes, it is the simplest home-cooked meal.

But it has to be said.

Cooking for the God of Cookery is a simple matter.
Any simple ingredients can be transformed into something magical in his hands.

As the fried rice came out, the rich floral scent all around was covered up.

"Princess, please enjoy your meal. This is the Pearl Jade White Jade Gold Rice that I, Oscar, the God of Food, personally made!"

Ning Rongrong, the Nine-Colored Goddess, has been strong-willed all her life, but she pretends to be disdainful.

"What's the point of pearls and jade, white jade and golden rice? Isn't it just egg fried rice with some vegetables in it?"

Even though he said so.

But under the law of true fragrance, the hands' movements are not slow.

A nine-colored ribbon flashed by, wrapped around the plate of rice and brought it to him.

Oscar the God of Cookery is commonplace.

He looked at the greedy little cat on the other side with a smile, ready to feast on the food.

Suddenly, his expression changed drastically.

His eyes looked towards a direction high in the sky.

There was also a warning of danger behind him, with circles of halos overlapping instantly.

With a strong momentum rising up, it entered a defensive alert state.

It suddenly turned into a five-ring halo, floating behind the head.

He said with cold eyes.

"who is it?!"

The Nine-Colored Goddess Ning Rongrong also felt something was wrong.

He put down the fried rice and quickly appeared beside Oscar.

Standing side by side, they also had five-ring halos rising behind their heads.

But it is different from the other party's white halo.

The halo is nine-colored and extremely gorgeous.

At the same time, raise your right hand.

"The nine treasures turn out to be colored glaze."

The delicate body spun around in place.

Dazzling nine-color light ripples out.

Where the light gathered in the palm of his hand, a nine-colored pagoda rose up in the palm of his hand.

The precious light flashes, and the nobility is compelling.

The pagoda has nine floors, sparkling with precious light.

"Who is coming?!"

Just the next moment.

Everything around seemed to become dark.

Above the valley, the originally clear sky suddenly became completely dark at this moment.

Layers of nine-colored halos fell from the sky.

It was like a huge light shield, covering the entire valley.

But more often than not, it is accompanied by an indescribable oppressive force.

Ning Rongrong and Oscar looked at each other, both of them showing horror in their expressions.

You know, the couple are just ordinary second-level gods.

They are all god-slandering types who are not good at fighting.

But the pressure from the newcomer could only be matched by Seagod Tang San or the God of Destruction in the God Realm.

I'm afraid that this time the person coming has bad intentions and I'm going to be in trouble.

But even a distress signal could not be sent out, as the surrounding space and time were blocked.

But when a handsome figure appeared.

Both of them were surprised.

There was no fluctuation of divine power around Long Fan, as if he was just an ordinary person.

Moreover, at this time, he did not even look at the God of Food and the Nine-Colored Goddess.

My attention was on the plate of fried rice on the table.

The rich aroma hits your nostrils.

Every grain of rice is golden yellow.
In addition, there seem to be countless jades and white jades dotted in the fried rice.

"Well, not bad, not bad. The God of Food is not a waste of his position.

It is still somewhat useful. I just happened to be in need of a chef in the future, so I will spare your life."

As he spoke, his eyes fell on the Nine-Colored Goddess.

"Now, we are still in need of a personal maid to serve the wine..." (End of this chapter)