Cute Scripture of Mountains and Seas

A few days later, the retreat room under the Crystal Pavilion was opened, and Mei Xue walked out with a satisfied expression.

Whether it was the Scarlet Bee Legion or the Canghailong Clan, they all far exceeded his expectations, which can be described as a great harvest.

"Huh?" Mei Xue, who walked to the Crystal Pavilion garden, smelled a pleasant aroma, which made him suddenly feel hungry after he hadn't eaten well for hundreds of days.

The aroma of onion, ginger, garlic, star anise, cinnamon, cumin, and chili is mixed together, which makes Mei Xue, who is hungry, feel his appetite.

However, he clearly remembered that the kitchen in the Crystal Pavilion was not in use, and he basically lived here alone.

So, where did this fragrance come from?

"This time, I'm going to show my trump card!" Zhu Huo's cheerful voice was so easily recognizable, Mei Xue walked towards the direction of the fragrance curiously.

After turning a few corners, Mei Xue's eyes suddenly brightened, and she saw a big banner.

"Qinglong Academy's 1st Gourmet Conference—Whoever is the most outstanding bride will compete here!"

Under the banner, Qingqiu Jiuyue, Netherworld, and Zhu Huo are all busy. On the cutting board in front of them are all kinds of neatly cut ingredients.

Beef, pork, and some weird raw materials that Mei Xue couldn't even recognize were exuding a tempting aroma.

"Crack!" Qingqiu Jiuyue sprinkled a handful of minced garlic with her small hand, and the fried meatloaf was instantly stained with a layer of golden yellow, and at the same time exuded a fragrance that made the index finger move.

"It smells good. The dishes this time must be superb." The Seven Sages of the Bamboo Grove that Mei Xue knew, the legendary Xuanyuan Jianying, Dao Wuyuan, and Gu Han all sat firmly on the judging platform.

It was Ji Kang, the head of the Seven Sages of the Bamboo Grove, who made the sound of praise, and he even applauded himself.

In comparison, Netherworld's side seemed calm, because her dishes were soups, which needed to be cooked slowly to bring out the taste little by little.

As for Zhu Huo—she was burning a big fire, roasting an egg that Mei Xue looked familiar to her.

That white, soft, tender appearance, with occasional golden lines—hey, that's your brother, Miss Zhu Huo!

"Damn it, why aren't you familiar!" Zhu Huo, who participated in this competition on a whim, kept increasing the heat, and baked the eggs transformed by his brother until it was full of aroma. No one would doubt that if this dish was finished, Yes, absolutely delicious.

"Zhu Huo, stop." Mei Xue appeared next to Zhu Huo, and slapped her on the head hard.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh). became sunny.

"What's going on here?" Meixue pointed to the joke-like banner after saving the egg from the fire.

"What's going on?" Zhu Huo looked at the banner suspiciously, then beat his palms:

"This, brother, this is an official event of the academy, and it has been approved by the dean."

"Dean? He's back?" The Ghost Dean returned to Qinglong Academy. Mei Xue really didn't know that this mysterious headmaster, who never saw the end of the dragon, was one of the legends of Qinglong Academy.

"Well, sister Shui Jing from Xuanwu Academy took the initiative to hold this meeting, and more than a hundred people participated."

"This is just the first venue. Sister Xiaoliu, Teacher Qingbai, Shui Jing and the others are in another arena."

"If you win this competition, it is said that the dean will offer a special reward." Zhu Huo proudly reported the situation of this Qinglong College food competition.

"Where did this bride come from?" Mei Xue always felt that something was wrong, if it was a meeting held by the headmaster, no matter what she thought, she would not hang such a banner.

"That... haha... I hung it up..." Zhu Huo turned his head away a little shyly.

"Idiot." Mei Xue patted Zhu Huo's forehead again, this little guy was still so lawless and heartless.

He didn't realize that when he appeared at this conference, Qingqiu Jiuyue and Youming Huangquan, who had originally participated in this competition in the form of entertainment, were taken aback at the same time, and then blazing flames burned in their eyes.

"Xiao Jiu, bring the secret seasoning made by the demon fox clan in my room." Qingqiu Jiuyue wagged her tail, activated the golden-feathered and jade-faced nine-tailed fox mirror, Hua Shuiyue, and sent Xiao Jiu out.

"Ah!" Xiao Jiu ran quickly, sprinting towards Linhai Xiange.

"It seems that the trump card has been drawn." Youming Huangquan is not far behind.

With a movement of her mind, the twelve ghost girl ran from her shadow to the depths of the Qinglong Mountains, where there were fresh ingredients that she had surveyed long ago and were waiting to be picked. They were specially prepared gifts for Mei Xue after her retreat.

In the sky of the Crystal Pavilion, a blood shadow flickered away, and at the same time, an invisible eye conveyed everything here to another venue.

"What, Meixue is awake! Xiao Liu, hurry up." Xiaoxiang hurriedly switched the master of the body, and at the same time ordered his Blood Shadow Sword Fairy to move some special products in the Qingxu Secret Realm with great urgency.

"Hehe, interesting." Shui Jing shook her fan, then moved her fingertips, and began to carve her ingenious ice and snow fruit plate.

All of a sudden, the food conference of Qinglong College, which was already in full swing, began to surge undercurrents.

At this time, Mei Xue didn't know how much trouble she had caused. After hundreds of days of seclusion without a good meal, he felt that he could eat a cow now.

"Okay, if my brother's eggs can't be used, I'll roast the big guy." As if hearing Mei Xue's voice, Zhu Huo dragged a big cow that had been cleaned, skinned and eviscerated from somewhere, and tried Roast this big cow with Nanming Lihuo in the palm of his hand.

"Boom!" A flash of fire flashed, and this originally good-looking bison instantly turned into a pile of coke.

How could this cow, which was nothing more than a mortal thing, withstand Nanming Lihuo's barbecue.

Now, Zhu Huo was dumbfounded.

"Obviously, the roasting of my brother went very well." Zhu Huo, who was completely unaware that he had no cooking talent, bit his finger, with the expression of a tragic heroine.

"Idiot, who would use Nanming Lihuo to eat meat." Mei Xue hurriedly put away Zhu Xuan's eggs.

With such a younger sister, this holy son of the southern demon clan is really unfortunate.

"Bang!" The moment Zhu Xuan touched Mei Xue's palm, the egg that Zhu Xuan turned into suddenly jumped, it was a strong heartbeat.

"Huh?" Mei Xue accurately sensed this unusual heartbeat, and compared to the last time she touched this egg, this time the heartbeat was stronger than ever.

It seems that something is waking up.