Looking at the dead dragon, many disciples present fell into silence, as if in mourning.
Little sister even spit out her tongue, a face of embarrassment to the dragon.
"I'm really sorry, I didn't mean it."
It can be seen that even in death, the flood dragon could not close its eyes in the end.
The atmosphere was a little awkward for a while, but finally it was Ye Changqing who broke the silence.
When he came to the other dragon, the flood dragon quickly shouted at him.
"Wait, don't bother. I'll do it myself."
Then he simply killed himself.
Anyway, it is to die, it is better to walk more comfortable, these God Jianfeng disciples, one by one is simply the devil.
He has not opened his mouth, and died a head, Ye Changqing helpless, can only look at the other dragon.
"Well, a scholar can be killed but not humiliated."
"My dragon family is never afraid of death."
"I would rather die standing than live on my knees."
With Ye Changqing's sight, a dragon without any hesitation, one after another chose to commit suicide.
This dragon family is not to say anything else, but one is indeed proud, this has some dragon style, rather than die rather than pollute the pride of the dragon family.
But maybe there were some other reasons, too. After all, the flood dragon just now was really a little miserable.
Without even lifting a hand, just glancing around with his eyes, more than a hundred dragons died, and for a time, many disciples broke out into a seismic cheer.
"Brother Changqing is mighty."
"I would like to call Brother Changqing the strongest dragon slayer in the world."
"What a dragon slayer, Master Brother is very quick to say that."
Listening to the cheering around, Ye Changqing mouth twitching, you really do not know why these dragons will commit suicide? Or Chuai understand pretend confused?
Or are you trying to cover up your embarrassment by praising yourself?
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I tell you, I Ye Changqing does not eat this set.
Finally, at the urging of all, Ye Changqing first returned to the camp, mainly dawn, the time to prepare breakfast.
As for other matters, you disciples will naturally handle them.
Riding Xiao Bai back to the kitchen, the first batch of Shui tribe had already been transported back by the brothers.
Looking at the many ingredients sorted and piled up, Ye Changqing thought about what he should do.
After thinking about it, he decided to make a pot of seafood congee.
【 Seafood congee, sweet and delicious, the use of different aquarium with good ling rice boil, warm and nourishing the mermeric effect. 】
The practice of seafood congee is not difficult, and the collocation is also more casual.
Prawns, cancer, flower nails, scallops, squid, and so on can be put in it.
Chives, cilantro and so on.
Put the pot on fire, a big pot was set up by Ye Changqing, knife shadow flying in the hand, the ingredients were soon processed clean.
Like what to pick the shrimp line ah, the cancer family clean cut and so on.
These things are not difficult for Ye Changqing, after all, the skill is not practiced in vain.
Soon a pot of seafood congee wafts out a rich fragrance.
A lot of cooking, a total of 5,000 people, enough for all the disciples in the war to eat.
But this meal down consumption is not small, adhering to the standard of two spirit shrimp per person, a cancer, fifty thousand aquatic people seem to hold on for too long.
When the breakfast was ready, the disciples also rushed to the kitchen one after another, as if they had come at the same time.
"It smells so good."
"Is that what the sea smells like?"
"Oh, why didn't you notice it before? I lost it, I lost it."
One after another, he kept breathing in, as if he wanted to suck up all the fragrance in the air.
There is no need to grab breakfast this morning. Everyone has something to eat, and there is plenty of it.
This is the first time to eat such a rich meal, everyone is no longer using a basin, but directly standing in front of the big pot to dry.
One pot for each person, the quantity is prepared, no more or no less.
"Ha ha, cool."
Holding a crab claw as tall as his own, Xu Jie ate it until he was carried away.
One pot for each person. That used to be a dream thing.
Just look at him eating crabs, Ye Changqing eyes are going to stare out, because this guy does not spit shell.
Such a big crab claw, such a thick crab shell, and it is still the hardest place, this guy Woji directly gnawed, ate most of the crab, and did not even spit a bit of residue.
Not only he, but also the other disciples, including Liu Shuang, Lu Youyou, Wang Yao and other female disciples.
It was like adding a steel knife to his mouth. When he went down with one bite, the crab-claws cracked and there was no resistance.
"Well, brothers, cancer doesn't eat like that."
Listening to the people's mouths continue to come out of the sound, Ye Changqing could not help but remind, and then personally for the people to do a demonstration.
Crab shell can not eat, only eat the crab meat inside, that is the most delicious place.
In addition, cancer people are big, there is a lot of crab meat, there is no need to eat the tasteless crab shell.
However, to Ye Changqing's surprise, when confronted with his demonstration, his disciples rejected it without even thinking about it.
"How can you throw it away, Master Changqing? You are too wasteful."
"Yes, the crab shell tastes so good. It's full of sweetness."
"The crab meat is delicious, and the shell is second, but it shouldn't go to waste."
"It seems that you have never experienced hard times, Brother Changqing. It is shameful to waste food."
After being reprimanded by the brothers, Ye Changqing opened his mouth, but at last he could not utter a word.
He could only give a silent thumbs-up.
Just at this time, the courtyard door suddenly heard movement, all the brothers and sisters busy eating, do not want to care, Ye Changqing look, an instant, the whole person directly stunned.
Just outside the gate, an injured student wrapped in bandages was struggling to climb into the yard.
The original white gauze had been stained red with blood.
What is this going to do?
Quickly came forward to help the elder brother, Ye Changqing concern.
"Brother, what's wrong with you?"
"I want......... I'll....... Give me.........."
Seriously injured, have gas weak said, smell speech, Ye Changqing confused, what do you want? All hurt like this, what do you want?
I don't know, so I ask.
"Brother, make it clear. What do you want? What will I give you?"
"Give me........... Give me a bite.........."
Damn it, Ye Changqing just wants to leave it here to die. You still want a bite, even in this state?
And if I am not mistaken, this guy is a servant disciple.
This is outrageous. You know, the residence of the slave disciple is the farthest from the kitchen. How on earth did this guy climb from such a far place by himself?
Did he feel no pain? The bandages are already bleeding. I can't imagine what he's been through all this time.
In the end, all he asked for was a mouthful of seafood porridge.
Not at all concerned about Ye Changqing's iron face, this handyman disciple has always stared at the mouth of the cauldron, the mouth constantly mumbled.
"Give me........ Give me a bite......"