Because I'm Afraid Of Pain, I Put All My Defenses On

The old beggar changed the subject and aimed directly at Song Que, the Heavenly Saber. He knew about it, although Song Que usually does not show his face, but there are many good things about him.

"I wonder if Senior Song is willing to open this altar?"

Li Xiaobai asked with a smile. For him, anyone can be cheated, as long as the resources are in place.

Song Que was a little dazed. He didn't expect that the two who were trying to blame each other just a second ago would suddenly point the finger at him. He was not unfamiliar with this feeling. This was the rhythm of being cheated.

And looking at it like this, the old beggar asked Li Xiaobai just for show, and his real target has always been himself.

"Ah this..."

"I have no other treasures except this knife."

Song Que looked very bachelor, he inserted the knife at his waist into the ground, and said word by word.

"Then there is no way, this altar cannot be opened, and the human race has no future."

The old beggar shook his head and sighed.

"Hmph, old man, the treasures you've looted are fucking more powerful than a few veteran forces in Zhongzhou, do you know?"

Song Que said coldly, his words were full of displeasure, the old man was just treating him as a fool.

"Old Song, you can eat indiscriminately, but you can't talk indiscriminately. Is there any evidence for saying that old beggars have treasures?"

The old beggar stared round and scolded angrily.

Just as the two were arguing, and the quarrel was inseparable, a cold voice floated in from outside the door.

"Tianwu, after so many years, don't come here without any problems!"

Hearing this voice, Song Que shut up instantly, and the old beggar shivered unconsciously, turned his head away, looked at the visitor with a face full of embarrassment and smiled and said, "The second master hasn't left yet, why are you free to come here today? Could it be Miss the old beggar?"

The person who came was Liuren, wearing a golden helmet and armor, with a heroic appearance.

She sensed the return of the old beggar in the city immediately. She gritted her teeth with hatred for this old friend and opponent. The opponent cheated her more than once, and it was when she was relatively weak.

It was the old beggar who taught her that there is a thing in the world called not talking about martial arts!

"Stop talking nonsense, this girl is going to open the altar today, you quickly take out the resources to open the formation!"

Liu Ren stared at each other, and said without doubt.

"Made, every time the old beggar gets tricked."

The old beggar muttered, with a face full of pain, he took out a small earthen jar, Liu Ren spoke in person, he dared not listen, the other party was as terrifying as his peak state, very fierce, he Don't dare to make mistakes.

The small earthen jar is simple, delicate, and reveals a sense of craftsmanship. Once it is taken out, the whole room is filled with a refreshing fragrance.

What is inside does not seem to be some kind of genius treasure, but a bowl of soup. Li Xiaobai sniffed it fiercely.

Song Que and Liu Ren also had similar expressions. Practitioners eat light vegetarian food, and big brothers who have cultivated to this stage don't need to eat at all. Just daily practice is enough to maintain the body's needs.

At this moment, when I suddenly smelled such a smell of fireworks, I moved my index finger. The smell is so fragrant.

Seeing everyone's faces, the old beggar reached out and took off the cover, smiling triumphantly.

"This stuff is called Golden Dragon Bone Soup, and it took the old beggar a whole year to cook it."

"The ingredients for this soup are taken from the ancient dragon, three parts are the power of the dragon's blood, three parts are the dragon's spine, three parts are the dragon's horns, and one part is the dragon-eating grass. After grinding and refining, the special product of the daughter country is used as the soup base. It is prepared with Xianlin grass, Qilin blood, boiled for three months, and the soup is made, and then buried in the ground for seven months, and it can be opened two months after it is taken out, which is the formation of today's Jinlonggu soup."

The old beggar added oil and vinegar, and talked about the crock pot soup in his hand.

The giant dragon soup was presented in front of everyone, even if it was going to cost money, it was worth it, this wave of force must be pretended in place.

The soup was golden yellow, full of oily fragrance, and the pieces of dragon meat inside were sliced ​​into thin slices, lying quietly in the soup, the whole body was also yellow, exuding a strong meaty fragrance.

The size and thickness of each piece of meat are the same. It can be seen that the old beggar's knife skills are very good.

I really can't see that this old guy, who usually looks out of place, actually has this kind of craftsmanship.

"Well, this is keel soup, do you know how big that dragon is?"

"Have you ever seen a dragon?"

"That's the only dragon on the Fairy Continent!"

The old beggar held the earthen pot in his hand and said triumphantly.

Li Xiaobai is speechless, this old beggar is bragging about going to heaven, using an ancient dragon to make soup, why don't you go to heaven?

Whether or not there are dragons in the Fairy Continent is a matter of opinion. At best, this earthen pot soup is made from dragons with a trace of dragon blood in their bodies, but it can take an old beggar to make it for so long, and the effect is extraordinary.

"Wang, old guy, give your Er Gouzi a taste!"

Er Gouzi's eyes lit up, and he pounced on the old beggar, wanting to drink up the soup in the small crock.

"Heck, I want it too!"

Ji Wuqing also fluttered her wings and rushed over. This thing looks like a great supplement. If you swallow it, your strength will definitely be improved to a higher level.

"Shut up, shut up, these are the sweethearts of old beggars, how could they be given to you bastards and dogs!"

The old beggar firmly guarded the crock pot of soup, and kicked Er Gouzi and Ji Wuqing out.

"Don't make trouble, this is senior's treasure, if you drink it, he will fight you hard."

Li Xiaobai stepped forward to grab a chicken and a dog, and these two things are not worry-free for a day.

The old beggar didn't pretend any more, and carefully shook out a drop of soup from the crock pot, and dropped it on the five-color altar.

A frightening energy shot up from the drop of earthen pot soup, just for a moment, the formation on the five-color altar flowed a rhyme, the five-color divine light burst out, and the ancient breath permeated.

In the room, there was loud thunder and Sanskrit sounds.

A crack was torn apart suddenly in the void, manifesting a space vortex.

This vortex keeps expanding, and it is as tall as a person. The lightning and thunder in its inner space appear to be very violent. This is a characteristic of the unstable construction of the space channel. If the old beggar can give a few more drops of the earthen pot soup, maybe the inside will be more stable.

"One drop is enough. If the space channel is stabilized, we can go there, and the existence over there can also come over. Today is just a temporary exchange, which is enough."

Liu Ren said.

The old beggar seemed to be on the verge of an amnesty, he flipped his wrist, and in an instant he had the crockpot soup in his pocket.

Several people in the room focused their attention on the growing vortex in the room, and when it spread to the height of two people, the vortex stabilized.

After a few seconds of silence in the room, a voice floated out from inside.

"Didn't I say it, there is no urgent matter, don't open the passage at will!"