Ultimate Pawn

Maybe there are others...

There are very few people who know where Wu Yinglong lives. With the speed of the Dragon Soul Army being the fastest, it is impossible for anyone to go further!

Hawkeye and Poisonous Snake looked at each other, and after receiving Longhua's nod, they set off immediately.

Its speed is much faster than before.

Obviously, the three of them are very anxious about this matter and want to get the truth faster.

...

A hundred meters away.

Longhua stopped again because of the man standing next to Wu Yinglong!

Besides Chen Zongheng, who else could make Long Hua look so solemn.

"I've come here to show people a joke."

Between the words, the speed of the three people suddenly increased, and three phantoms were pulled out.

After three seconds.

"Long Hua of the Dragon Soul Legion has met Mr. Wu."

No matter what, Wu Yinglong is also a senior, and it is only natural for Longhua to bow his upper body and respect him.

"My little broken place is really bright today."

Wu Yinglong plucked up the weeds in the vegetable garden by himself, without raising his head, "Xiao Chen, everyone has already arrived, let's cook quickly, it's quite tiring after a long journey."

These two simple sentences have already made their position clear.

It is public to Longhua, but private to Chen Zongheng.

But, letting Chen Zongheng cook is enough to show that Wu Yinglong has a good enough attitude towards them!

This meal can be cooked, as for whether the three dare to eat it... I don't know.

"Old Wu..."

Wu Yinglong supported his waist and stood up slowly, forgetting Long Hua with a kind look on his face, "This man has to obey his old age. When he is old, his waist is not as good as when he was young."

Long Hua is also the leader of the Dragon Soul Army. If Lin Zhihua doesn't understand it, it's really over.

Obviously, Wu Yinglong doesn't want to get involved in this matter. The parties have already come. You can ask him directly. There is no need to trouble me.

Out of the corner of Long Hua's eyes, he looked to the side, Eagle Eye immediately understood, and took out a small box of golden nanmu from his backpack.

He came to Wu Yinglong extremely respectfully, "Mr. Wu, I took the liberty to come here this time and I don't know what you need. I hope that this thousand-year-old ginseng will be accepted by Mr. Wu, and it will also be of great help to your body."

Hawkeye thought that Mr. Wu would shirk it, but he never thought that he would open it directly in front of him, and the ginseng that was nested inside picked up with both hands.

"Tsk tsk tsk..."

Wu Yinglong took a picture of the morning sun and showed a slight smile, "Not bad, this texture should last five or six hundred years."

Long Hua's face froze for a moment, and he looked at Hawkeye coldly.

How dare you be vague on such an important matter!

But, Hawkeye is really aggrieved and overwhelmed...

This thousand-year-old ginseng is definitely old enough!

I don't know how many tests I have gone through, and there have been no errors.

clack clack...

While Long Hua and others were puzzled, Wu Yinglong had already bitten off half of the ginseng, closing his eyes and shaking his head while chewing.

After a while.

Wu Yinglong's twilight eyes radiated a golden light, and then he made an intriguing "um...".

After shaving off half of the scattered ginseng seeds, he threw them into his mouth again, and then casually threw the roots into the soil pit in the vegetable garden and buried them with his feet.

"It turned out to be in 1001."

Wu Yinglong raised his white eyebrows, showing an old and confused look, "When you are old, what can you do?

Such actions and complaints made Long Hua and others at a loss.

My dear, you almost didn't scare us to death with your random remarks.

You can't just look like an old urchin and get us dizzy.

While speechless, Long Hua and the others couldn't calm down for a long time like a stormy sea.

That, but a thousand-year-old ginseng!

People like himself cannot be swallowed directly like Wu Yinglong, which shows that he is just laughing at himself.

Sure enough, the influential figures who shook China at home and abroad when they were young are not to be underestimated even if they become the twilight old man!

What's more, he is the **** of death - the master!

"Mr. Wu, you are joking. If you think the food is good, I will definitely pay attention to it in the future. Once there is a good product, it will be delivered to you as soon as possible!"

This remark is not only to please Wu Lao, but also to show his determination to come this time, and at the same time, he will not make his identity too low.

Thousand-year-old ginseng is not available everywhere!

Eating others' mouths is short, and taking others' hands softly.

As long as you love to eat, you have to give up your favor.

If you can get his favor, it will naturally take precedence over anything!

Just because of the particularity of its identity!

"That's all."

Wu Yinglong shook his head and waved his hands with a smile, "Eating too much of the good stuff will make you tired, it's not as good as my buns and pickles."

Watching Wu Yinglong turn and walk towards the thatched hut, Long Hua was at a loss, but he was about to see him beckoning, and now let them come in and talk.

"You wait outside."

After giving the order, Longhua went to…

Some things, it is not to say that more people have an advantage.

Besides, this time I came here just to find out the truth of the matter.

Inside the thatched cottage.

There were three bowls of white rice porridge on the table, and in the plate between the two wowotou was a vinegary cabbage made by Chen Zongheng.

"Xiao Chen, why don't you have any eyesight?"

Wu Yinglong frowned and reprimanded, "Just prepare for the meal for five people. After all, everyone is serving the country, and you want to rebel by letting others suffer such special treatment?"

"Disciple...don't dare."

Chen Zongheng was obedient to his promises, and the spirit of the emperor who was calling for wind and rain was gone.

If Long Hua hadn't known that this person was the all-powerful Death God, he would have thought that he was just a small follower by Wu Yinglong's side.

"Old Wu, it's not like..."

How can Longhua not see the lines in the middle, "I can taste the white rice porridge that Mr. Wu grows, I already feel very honored, the luxurious things like Wowotou are the most greedy but also the icing on the cake."

"Hahaha…"

Wu Yinglong laughed heartily, but when he looked at Chen Zongheng again, he glared fiercely!

"Since you have forgiven him, I can't say anything."

Hearing this, Long Hua was stunned on the spot.

Original... Forgive him?

how you said that?

Is it referring to forgive him for this matter, or is it referring to the forgiveness of the Shura Legion entering Huaxia?

"Rough tea and light rice is indeed not as good as your usual food, but you can also taste it, if you really can't vomit, there are not so many ways here."

This remark made Long Hua's whole body startled. He looked at Chen Zongheng, who was burying his head in cooking, and then looked at Wu Yinglong, who continued cooking after speaking.

For a while, eating is not not eating or not...