The Little Cook's Wealthy Counterattack

"You can do it! Turn my face again!"

The solid chunks of barbecue went down three in a row. Jiang qianxia choked and rolled his eyes. He felt uncomfortable in his stomach. It was difficult to breathe.

Seeing her poor way of burping over her chest, Helu smiled in a good mood. Finally, under her vigilant stare, he sent the barbecue to his mouth and brought her a bowl of fragrant mutton soup.

At a glance, Jiang qianxia sipped the mutton soup, regardless of whether the mutton would make up his head in hot weather. He drank half a bowl of meat stuck on his chest, and then relaxed and looked a little lazy.

"I followed you to dinner, and a bunch of uncles were teased by me. If I don't have the news I want, be careful. I'll wear small shoes for you after you enter the college."

Provocatively raised his sword eyebrow. He Lu said with a light smile: "don't threaten the king here. I can do what I promise you."

Put down the leg, Helu wiped his hands with a wet cloth, frowned slightly, and looked a little depressed.

"I've taken you around recently. First, I want to know more about the customs of Kyoto, and second, I want to paralyze the enemies in the dark so that I can do some investigation."

"What did you find out?" Jiang qianxia asked casually without reporting hope.

"It can only be determined what the God cult seems to be designing, but the big court sees a mixture of good and bad people. It's hard to say which side it is specific to, or it wants to design more than one side..."

Jiang qianxia's face was also cold with the eyes pointing to Shanghe Lu.

Yes, there were too many people during the court meeting. Let's not mention her, the target who was chased and killed and rushed to Dianzhou. Will the Emperor Li Guangxiao, who is now frequently exposed, become an assassination target?

What about the moon man? Even horu?

The death of so many important people is a big accident. I don't know how many people have to roll to the ground. During the great court meeting, so many people's safety problems can't be taken care of at all.

Now think about it, Jiang qianxia wondered why Tianshen cult didn't start yet. The success rate should not be too high.

The eyebrows are tightly frowned together. Jiang qianxia bites his nails irritably and stares at he Lu, who has become calm again.

"Is your people useful? I've been hanging around with you for more than ten days, and you gave me such specious news. It can be useful in addition to making me nervous! Can you give me some real information!"

"Really?"

He Lu suddenly leaned forward and fiercely gathered in front of Jiang qianxia. The distance between the two people was shortened to the point where the tip of the nose was fast to the tip of the nose. The hot and humid breath was recklessly sprayed between each other's noses, ambiguous and aggressive.

Jiang qianxia does not give in. She confronts Helu with disdain. She does not believe in evil. On this occasion, Helu dares to molest her Princess of the Lord!

For some time, he Lu laughed again. As he stepped back, he took a pat on Jiang qianxia's head. Before she could blow her hair, he had to turn over and take out a token.

One side of the token is carved with the traditional image of a fierce ghost. The token is made of black jade. It is extremely rare and precious. It can't be taken out by ordinary people.

After grabbing the token and playing with it for a moment, Jiang qianxia naturally put the token in his arms and said, "what's this from the people of the God sect?"

He Lu sat cross legged with a faint look: "right or wrong, it was given to the king by the God of the God sect, but he didn't say what he wanted the king to do with the token. The king didn't even know whether the token was my life reminder."

"He came to you again? That is to say, the God is in Kyoto now?"

Jiang qianxia obviously remembered what he Lu had said before. The God had looked for him in his king's account. He frowned and touched the cold token in his arms, and a feeling of irritability rose in his heart.

He Lu slowly shook his head. "I can only say that the God was in Kyoto, but it's hard to say whether he is still there."

"But it is certain that Ben Wang should be one of his goals." With a heroic smile, he Lu grinned and said, "it's normal. I'm the king of the grassland. Even if he claims to be the king of the night, he has to be bound by me! If he succeeds in getting rid of me, he will really set foot on the altar, isn't he?"

"Altar, where is there any altar? All the people closest to God in the world are in the wisdom hall."

With two sneers, the officials of the gift department had hesitated and moved here. Jiang qianxia patted his ass and stood up.

"After dinner, although the news is useless, that token also offsets your offense to me. You will start a big martial arts show in a moment. You make your men feel a little guilty. Admit defeat when it's time to admit defeat. Don't take your life and feel resentment. This time, there are only two brothers for the rest of their lives. They don't know what mercy is."

"Are you worried about the king?"

He Lu's burning eyes made Jiang qianxia uncomfortable. He seemed to have to look back at him. Jiang qianxia rubbed his hair and ran away.

The show and the polite are finished. The "martial arts" of the great martial arts show is the final play.

Following the ancestral system, the great martial arts show is divided into three parts: the competition of divine soldiers, generals and military array.

As the name suggests, the magic weapon tests the best and top forging technology and craftsmanship in a country. In addition to comparing who has excellent technology, it also deeply shows who has money - after all, the forging technology depends largely on how much money is spent.

The competition of military generals is also very hot-blooded. Just like the selection of military kings in later military regions, military kings may only be a person, but they represent the most explosive side of a military region, that is the soul! That's the head of a gun!

But after all, the last military hedge is the most murderous - a real ten thousand people hedge, even if it uses a wooden knife, many people will die every time.

Jiang qianxia, as a general's wife, is at least a woman. She also loves those soldiers who must fight with their lives for the national prestige, but she is very interested in the competition of divine soldiers only now.

"Envoys of all countries, please present the divine soldiers!"

Ceremonial officials in red and black robes went to the envoys of various countries with carved red lacquer plates and put the magic soldiers they wanted to compete in the center.

A total of three rows and twelve sets of wooden men in bright armor are standing in the middle, about to bear the baptism of the top weapons of this era.

As Jiang qianxia said, there are many loopholes in the rule of using manpower to chop and compare the scars on the armor and whether the edge of the blade is damaged. It is said that manpower is not easy to control, and more and less force can affect the results to a certain extent.

But her Tucao was not concerned, and everyone was concentrating on it. The two eyes make complaints about the skills of the powerful people, and take the actions of the divine soldiers on the bright armor, then shout loudly.

Not to mention, in an environment full of men, the testing of magic weapons with real swords and real guns is indeed very burning. Strange weapons in various countries, or gorgeous or clumsy weapons, are chopped on the bright armor. Some collide with sparks in the loud noise, some run through the wooden man, and some are unsatisfactory.

Taking the big moon machete equipped by Jiang qianxia's novice, he directly broke the thickest breastplate of Guangming armor with absolute sharpness. The blade is smooth. His majesty Li Guangxiao looks gloomy.

Fortunately, Daqian's weapons are better than bone sharp ones, which can earn some face. As for other small countries, it's interesting for Fusang to imitate Daqian's Mo Dao. The remaining weapons are no better than those used by the cook of Shihui hall.

Jiang qianxia was happy to watch, but lengbuding was named.

"Chang Rui, I think you always wanted to say something before the magic weapon came out of the scabbard. Now the magic weapon has been displayed. Do you want to comment?"