I Am The Demon Emperor Kunpeng

Chapter 687: Hong Qigong!

When Yang Feng came back, Kunpeng said, “Go to the nearby market and buy some food.”

Guo Jing said, “Master, shall I go too?”

“No, you help Rong’er roast chicken.”

After Kun Peng and the others left the palace, Ouyang Feng took care of them all the way, and he naturally paid for it.

At the beginning, Guo Jing was still vying to pay, Kun Peng collected some of his gold and silver and handed it over to Ouyang Feng for unified control.

Soon, the branches picked up were not enough. Kunpeng asked Guo Jing to go to the woods to directly interrupt some raw branches with effort. As a result, he found a dead tree and dragged it back.

Huang Rong smiled and said, her delicate body trembled: “Silly Junior Brother, how can such a big tree be burned?”

Guo Jing rubbed his head and smiled slyly: “Then I will look for the branches again.”

Kunpeng stood up: “No, this tree trunk looks big, but it’s actually hollow.”

“Master, how did you tell?” Guo Jing asked.

Without a word, Kunpeng approached the trunk and brushed it with his hand. The trunk soon cracked. He said: “Guo Jing, it’s up to you now.”

Guo Jing said happily: “Wow, Master, it really is hollow, like bamboo, there is no more firewood here.”

Waiting for him to remove the dry wood piece by piece, but never found the hollow of the tree, he could not help but said in doubt: “Master said it is hollow, but I look at it full of heart, what’s the matter?”

Li Xueshuang and Mu Nianci also went over to check, and after looking at them for a while, they were indeed full of heart, and they also expressed puzzlement.

Huang Rong said, “You were all deceived by Brother Kunpeng. He showed how to chop firewood empty-handed, but unfortunately no one here can learn it.”

Soon the scent of the pheasant drifted away, and Huang Rong said: “It’s almost done, Master Brother will not come back.”

But when he looked up, he saw a patchy old beggar slowly pacing over. The man looked like a beggar, but his face was flushed, and his clothes were clean even though they had patches.

He opened his nose all the way, absorbing the scent from the air, walked to the fire, stopped, but did not look at the crowd at all. He only stared at the chickens that were still in the fire, covered in dirt, and said : “It’s really fragrant, I have always baked flowers like this, but it doesn’t smell like this.”

Huang Rong looked at him, then at Kunpeng: “Brother Kunpeng, is he who you are talking about?”

Kunpeng just smiled: “I asked your senior sister to eat chicken.”

The old man said: “Lady, you guys don’t eat chicken butts, can you leave the chicken butts for the old beggars?”

Huang Rong smiled and said, “Who said we don’t eat chicken butts anymore?”

The old man said: “You are very particular about what you wear, where are the children of poor people. The chicken butt has a stinky smell, and you will definitely not eat it anymore.”

Li Xueshuang said: “Then we will give it to you.”

The old man seemed to have an inch: “Give it to me now.” His throat squirmed, as if to stretch out his hand.

Mu Nianci stretched out a branch and pulled it in the fire. Huang Rong said hurriedly: “If you open it, you must eat it quickly, otherwise the taste will be different. But the master hasn’t come back yet, please wait patiently for the elderly.”

Speaking, rushing down the cliff and shouting: “Senior Sister has eaten chicken!”

When the old man heard it, his throat squirmed faster. Before everyone could start, he stretched out his hand and snatched a chicken from the fire: “I’m always crying, I can’t wait, let me taste it first.”

Huang Rong hurried to grab it, but he jumped away, extremely light, not far from Huang Rong, but Huang Rong always couldn’t grab it back, and said anxiously: “Old man, you can’t tear it up, everyone hasn’t come back yet.”

The old man said: “You have three more, I will eat this chicken butt first, and keep the meat for you.”

Mu Nianci looked at him and said, “Rong’er, just give him something to eat.”

Li Xueshuang looked at Kunpeng: “Brother Kunpeng, let him eat, and we will find a market to eat later.”

Kunpeng just smiled and shook his head.

Huang Rong was always teased by the old man and couldn’t get it, but he had peeled off the soil, revealing the fragrant pheasant, which was even more greedy. He stopped talking, did not tear the chicken apart, and put two stinks on the chicken butt. Remove, bite and bite.

Helpless, Huang Rong returned to the fire and looked at Kunpeng: “He ate it all, so I had to give it to him.”