Fantasy: It turns out I'm a supreme martial god

"Yes, miss, even if you want to like it, you also like the author of the dream of Red Mansions and the supreme treasure. You won't like this ordinary person." Mao Mao said meaningfully with a naughty color.

"Shut up." The woman knocked Mao Mao's small head, and said with a pretty face and worry: "but you said, would he also be a mortal?"

"Hmm..." Mao Mao thought with a small head: "I don't think so. Although the characters in the supreme treasure are different from our cultivation methods, aren't they also very powerful? Even if they have to make up, they must have a certain understanding of cultivation before they can write this kind of book?"

"Yes."

The woman looked at Maomao with appreciation, and she also thought it was so. A simple love novel may really be written by mortals, but the supreme treasure is also a world of cultivation. The characters in it are often thousands of miles away, and there is a top treasure such as the moonlight treasure box. How can such a world be written from the perspective of mortals?

"Na Maomao, from today on, you will help me find this gentleman. I want to see him as soon as possible." The woman whispered.

"Well, well, miss, I know what you're thinking. I'll send the message right away." Mao Mao covered his mouth and said with a smile. Then he retreated.

In the room.

Yi Feng changed his clothes and wiped it. Then he felt much more comfortable.

Then, a hare was caught from the bamboo basket and came to the open space in front of the house. I've been driving all day without oil and water. Now I settle down and reward myself for what I say.

Immediately, the barbecue rack was set up.

Soon, a fragrant rabbit was roasted by Yi Feng. It was oily but not greasy. Especially after Yi Feng sprinkled with spices, it exuded an attractive fragrance.

"Well, fragrant!"

After smelling, Yi Feng was not in a hurry to eat. After all, the food just baked was very easy to get angry. Instead, he dug a small pit on the ground, took out the pheasant wrapped in lotus leaves from the bamboo basket and buried it.

Then a grilled fish was forked.

After a while, the grilled fish was already ripe, and the skin was crispy, looking full of appetite.

Jiaohua chicken was also unearthed, with its fragrance overflowing.

Although he is just a mortal, Yi Feng is never vague about his life. Even if he can't finish eating, he always has to eat well.

"Another pot of good wine is delicious."

Yi Feng took out the wine gourd and everything was done. Yi Feng clapped his hands with satisfaction.

Yi Feng is satisfied with a chicken leg and a mouthful of wine.

Although it is late autumn, there are still many small animals in the mountain. There are bursts of cicadas, and many moths come to the fire.

Yi Feng looked up.

The bright moon is hanging high, the bright moon is in the sky, and a few mouthfuls of wine are in the stomach. Although I am not drunk, I also feel a little drunk.

In my heart, I thought of my hometown in my previous life.

The long lost high-rise summer, the busy traffic in the city, the king's glory and hero alliance who forgets to eat and sleep, as well as his family, brothers and friends in previous lives

"Look up at the moon and bow your head to think of your hometown!"

Yi Feng raised his glass to invite the moon. He didn't know when he was full of fog.

"Childe is not only good at poetry, but also a man with a story." Outside the courtyard, two beautiful shadows appeared and a sound came out. When the sound fell, the chill hidden in the woman's eyes also quietly dispersed.

In fact, they have been observing for a long time.

Shogunate mountain is here, which matters a lot.

On the surface, the two women like to be clean and play in the mountains and rivers. Secretly, they are stationed here to prevent all accidents.

In the past two years, he has never been a stranger. Yi Feng has made such a big noise. Even if he is just a mortal, he has long attracted the attention of the two women.

But now it seems that she and she are worried too much.

"It's two girls. I'm laughing."

Yi Feng quickly bowed and invited the two women into the fire at the same time. He apologized: "I didn't bother you. I wanted to tidy up these food and send them to you, but since I'm here, why don't we have some together?"

The woman in white looked at Yi Feng.

Somehow, she had a different feeling about this mortal youth. She was not interested in these mundane grains, and unexpectedly sat down.