The ancient god emperor in the city

Chapter 11 A Mysterious Necklace

Sitting on the sofa, Tang Wan'er looked at the fish she just bought, and could only sigh.

"Zhao Chen, I'm going to cook, can you help me?" Tang Wan'er actually doesn't know how to cook at all, but she can't waste ingredients.

"it is good."

In the kitchen, Zhao Chen glanced at the fish. He often went fishing when he was a child, but he was not very good at cooking, and grilled fish was okay.

Besides fish, Tang Wan'er also bought some vegetables and mushrooms.

The little girl actually didn't know what to buy, after all, she seldom cooks at home.

Zhao Chen picked up the kitchen knife and recalled it, first scraped off the scales of the fish, picked off the gills, then cut open the belly of the fish, took out the internal organs, and rinsed them with water.

"What's next?" Zhao Chen put the fish on the cutting board and glanced at Tang Wan'er who was picking vegetables.

"What... people don't know..." Tang Wan'er was a little embarrassed, and embarrassment suddenly struck.

Zhao Chen sighed, what should we do now?

"Forget it after baking..."

I saw the fish slowly floating in front of Zhao Chen, and a ball of flame rose slightly.

The temperature was not high, Zhao Chen controlled the flame and started to turn the fish, Tang Wan'er just stood aside and watched, Zhao Chen was too powerful.

"Zhao Chen, do you want to add some seasoning?" Tang Wan'er asked excitedly. In TV dramas, there are special seasonings for grilling fish in the wild.

When Zhao Chen was a child, he never put any seasoning on his grilled fish, and the taste was good.

"Some salt."

Tang Wan'er picked up a jar of salt and placed it in front of Zhao Chen. Zhao Chen was waiting for the opportunity.

After about 5 minutes, the skin of the fish was burnt yellow and gave off a strange smell. With a wave of Zhao Chen's hand, the body of the fish cracked, and a wisp of salt from the salt jar slowly fell into the crevices of the fish body.

The scent begins to waft.

"Almost."

Tang Wan'er quickly took a plate, and the fish landed on the plate, her movements were smooth and smooth, and it was done in one go.

"Zhao Chen, can I have a taste?" Tang Wan'er almost drooled, just like a brat.

"Try it."

Tang Wan'er carried the fish, walked to the dining room, got two pairs of chopsticks, and handed a pair to Zhao Chen.

I picked up a piece of fish and put it in my mouth. There was not a single piece of the whole fish that was burnt. The fire was well controlled. As for the taste, it was also quite good. The fishy smell had long been dissipated, leaving the original meaty aroma.

"It's delicious..." Tang Wan'er couldn't imagine, is grilled fish so delicious?

Zhao Chen also took a bite.

"Fuck, when did I become a super chef!" Zhao Chen himself was dumbfounded. He remembered that although the grilled fish tasted okay when he was a child, it wasn't as delicious. Could it be a high-end sea fish?
"We're roasting some vegetables."

Zhao Chen sat on a chair and roasted some strange Agaricus bisporus.

"Roast it the other way around, there will be soup..." Tang Wan'er reminded.

Soon the soup overflowed from the Agaricus bisporus.

Tang Wan'er took a few small plates, and after roasting the mushrooms and vegetables, Zhao Chen also tasted them, saying when did he become so talented?
"Zhao Chen, why don't you eat?" Tang Wan'er watched Zhao Chen put down his chopsticks.

"I've already eaten half of it, you can eat the rest."

Tang Wan'er couldn't help laughing.

"It's very gentlemanly, but I can't eat so much, you should eat more, or it will be a waste." Tang Wan'er doesn't eat much.

Zhao Chen was taken aback, Tang Wan'er ate a little bit, could it be that she was trying to lose weight?
"Then I won't be polite." Zhao Chen didn't know his appetite now, he felt like he could eat a cow.

After a delicious meal, it was already past two o'clock in the afternoon.

After washing her face, Tang Wan'er saw how bad Zhao Chen was still wearing her pajamas.

"Zhao Chen, come and wash your face too." Tang Wan'er yelled, Zhao Chen was watching TV, a good drama about cultivating immortals.

Zhao Chen was helpless, in fact, he was a cultivator, basically not contaminated with dust, but he still washed it.

The towels are fragrant.

"Zhao Chen, I'm going out for a while, I'll be back later." Tang Wan'er was braiding her hair.

"it is good."

Tang Wan'er went out to buy some clothes for Zhao Chen, she couldn't just wear her pajamas all the time.

Also buy a new phone and take care of chores.

Standing in the empty room, Zhao Chen didn't know whether he was in a good mood or a bad mood.

Walking onto the balcony, Zhao Chen stared into the distance. He is now a cultivator, and he is also the successor of the God Emperor.

"Old man, did you already know?" Zhao Chen's eyes sank, his grandfather should know something, and he still wants to go back when he has time.

Suddenly Zhao Chen frowned, a strange feeling surged, and he walked towards Tang Wan'er's room.

In the boudoir, Zhao Chen was rummaging through the cabinets, drawers, and under the bed, but he really found it for Zhao Chen, a strange necklace, it turned out to belong to the Zhao family?
There is a badge on this necklace.

And why is this necklace so familiar.

The necklace was very mysterious, Zhao Chen couldn't see through it, it was placed in an iron box under the bed.

Zhao Chen sat down and wanted to open the seal on this chain. It might be a good treasure, but it took several hours to unseal it, and it still couldn't be cracked. The guy who burned the seal was quite terrible.

Zhao Chen didn't move, and put it back again, it wasn't his after all.

Some personal items in the cabinet were also dug out, and I haven't had time to clean them up yet.

In the box under the bed, there are several diaries, all of which are Tang Wan'er's memories, so they cannot be read casually.

Zhao Chen tidied up the house, then continued to meditate and practice as if nothing had happened.

At this time, he was in a villa in Linhai City.

"Everything is planned."

"When are you going to contact Chen'er?" An old man asked calmly.

"Don't worry, continue to observe."

Suddenly a hazy figure appeared.

"Ancestor..."

The black-robed monk saluted the old man one after another.

"I only have 30 years left to live. If Chen'er cannot become a Nascent Soul cultivator, I will definitely die."

"Old Ancestor, how could it be possible to become a Nascent Soul in 30 years."

"Nothing is impossible, the inheritors of the god emperor should be able to do it."

But at this time, on an island, in a cave, a strange woman stood under the stone tablet reaching to the sky.

Suddenly behind her, an old man appeared.

"Why aren't you dead yet?" the woman asked indifferently.

"You didn't die, either." The old man, holding a banana fan, had a strange smile on his face.

"Are you here for the God Emperor?"

"you guess……"

"Didn't you leave this heaven-reaching stele?" A faint purple aura appeared on the woman's body.

"Zixuan, how many years have passed, do you think Ziyan can return to the God Realm?" The old man sighed and sat under the sky-reaching stone tablet.

"Tongtian, what's wrong with you for the god emperor and me for my sister?" Zi Xuan frowned. Her sister is too stupid to give up everything for a god emperor. Is it worth it?
"This is the last time. If the God Emperor falls, Ziyan will never be able to return to the God Realm." Tong Tian said lightly.

"I don't have much time to stay in this interface. I have injected the power of reincarnation into the souls of my sister and the god emperor. It depends on their fortune." Zixuan's body in this interface began to shatter.

"My main body was suppressed by the saint, and this clone doesn't have much power."

(End of this chapter)