In Seclusion For 100,000 Years, My Descendants Ask Me To Come Out

Before they got to the pavilion, they only felt a light body, and the two of them were suspended.

In an instant, it returned to its original position.

Looking up, he happened to meet Chen Xuan.

There was a faint smile on the corner of Chen Xuan's mouth, and he said, "Who said that just now, I have eaten all the good things, and nothing good is as good as Yuquan Divine Brew. Even if I am hungry, I have to go back to drink Yuquan Divine Brew? "

Ling Feng justified his loss, glanced at Chen Xuan resentfully, and hiccupped with chopsticks.

I really can't eat a drop of water, but it's alright to take a chopstick and taste it, right?

Although there are many people today, the total number of people is not many.

Bai Ling is still sleeping by the Yuquan Shennian Lake at the moment, Xiao Zi just swallowed a big fire Qilin is not hungry, Luo Qingcheng and the others are still cultivating.

However, the dinner table was still as lively as ever.

Chen Xuan waved his hand and said, "Let's eat."

The two juniors were still waiting for Chen Xuan to use his chopsticks to eat by himself, but Xiao Yuan was not polite, so he made a bowl of dragon bone soup and fished out a piece of dragon meat.

Chen Xuan didn't move his chopsticks for a while, just looked at Ling Feng and the two with a smile, he wanted to eat, but the food was caught in front of him, and he couldn't eat it.

This Yuquan Divine Brew is good to drink a little less, but if you drink too much at once, it will be difficult to absorb.

Without the help of external forces, Ling Feng and Haitian would not have to eat for a month.

Seeing the funny appearance of the two of them, Chen Xuan laughed and waved his hand, and the two people's originally bulging stomachs began to shrink a little bit and retracted.

The strong feeling of fullness began to disappear slowly, and a powerful Spirit Power penetrated into the body, and the hunger that suddenly smelled of rice was replaced.

"Hey?" Ling Feng clutched his stomach in shock and asked Haitian, "Are you still holding on? Why do I feel that Yuquan Divine Brew has all disappeared?"

Haitian clutched his stomach and said in shock, "I am the same as Uncle Ling, and I feel very hungry now."

The two looked at each other and turned to look at Chen Xuan in unison.

The latter pulled out a faint smile from the corner of his mouth, took a piece of sweet and sour Qilin pork ribs for himself, and said, "It didn't disappear, I used some Magic power to make your body quickly absorb Yuquan Divine Brew. already."

The two were moved to tears, and said in unison, "Thank you godfather/Xuan Heavenly Emperor!"

As soon as the voice fell, he began to gobble up.

Chen Xuan turned his head, and Chen Ji and Qi Le also began to feast.

Looking at Xiao Yuan next to him, the Demon Monarch, who had been taking his time while eating, was now holding a neck about the size of his own head with his bare hands and gnawing at it.

Chen Xuan twitched the corners of his mouth, and the person being stared at felt Chen Xuan's gaze, and took time out of his busy schedule to raise his head.

Pulling off a piece of meat, Xiao Yuan asked while chewing, "What do you think I'm doing?"

"No... nothing..."

Glancing at Chen Xuan, Xiao Yuan bowed his head again.

Watching Chen Xuan is also extremely hungry.

After three days of deep sleep, although he was unconscious, the feeling of emptiness in his stomach after waking up made him uncomfortable.

Seeing that several people were holding the dragon's skeleton, Chen Xuan filled the sweet and sour Qilin pork ribs into his mouth, and also reached out to fill a bowl of soup and fished out a skeleton.

About how many years ago, when Chen Xuan first subdued the Shenlong clan, he grabbed one out of curiosity and ate it.

But at that time, I thought it was very general. Although Spirit Power has a mouthful of Shenlong meat, there is no need to worry about it, but the taste and taste of Shenlong meat will not have such a good response.

In Chen Xuan's eyes, there is no unpleasant food in this world, but the one he was in the past, he forced himself to eat, and he didn't finish it.

Is it because you can't cook your own food? Or is there something wrong with the dragon back then?

Confused, Chen Xuan took a sip of the soup.

Um?

Chen Xuan looked at the golden soup in the bowl and took another sip.

Um?!

Why is it so delicious?!

Is this the same creature as the dragon you made back then?

Although there are many dragons, Chen Xuan has never eaten dragon meat since that time.

But this, Chen Ji made this, how can it be so delicious?

A strong aroma swept through his mouth at the entrance, not as shy as it smelled, only a faint aroma.

The aroma that reaches the mouth is strong and even a bit like being invaded.

This scent is not that greasy scent, but a refreshing scent.

Take a sip of the soup as if you were drinking it in Jing'an Valley.

Chen Xuan couldn't care about his image anymore. The skeleton was too hot for him to hold, so he tore off a piece of meat with his hands and stuffed it in his mouth.

The meat is firm, and the more chewy it is, the more fragrant it is.

So much so that Chen Xuan doesn't want to investigate whether today's dragon is the same species as the one from 10,000 years ago.

After nibbling on a skeleton in a less graceful manner, Chen Xuan raised his head.

After wiping his mouth and hands, he looked up and saw Ling Feng who was still enjoying himself.

Although Ling Feng now looks like an old man in his 80s, the more Chen Xuan looks at it, the more he feels that he is still a little boy who was rescued from the deep sea abyss more than ten thousand years ago.

With a smile on the corner of his mouth, Chen Xuan asked, "Feng'er, how's dinner?"

Ling Feng raised his head amidst his busy schedule, with oil hanging from his lips, he smiled and said, "Godfather, it's really fragrant!"