Chapter 159

Just kidding, I am the Divine Jianfeng Senior Brother. Now is a moment of life and death; on the battlefield, how can one lose their ambition because of soup?

"Impossible! I, Zhao Zhengping, would rather die on the battlefield today than..."

Ten-plus breaths later, at the array entrance, looking at the high bone soup in his hand, Zhao Zhengping said with an enjoyable expression.

"Rou-mei, this soup is so fragrant."

"It is very fragrant."

He couldn't help but take a sip, and then Zhao Zhengping stood frozen on the spot, his eyes full of disbelief.

"This... this soup..."

"What's wrong, Brother Ping?"

"It's delicious! Rou-mei, you taste it too. It's truly delicious. I have never drunk such delicious soup."

Watching the rigid Zhao Zhengping show such an expression, Zhao Rou drank a mouthful with a light smile, and then her reaction was exactly the same as Zhao Zhengping's.

No wonder, no wonder everyone was so crazy. This wasn't without reason.

"Brother Ping, so your Divine Jianfeng has always been eating such delicacies."

It was completely an unintentional remark, but hearing this, Zhao Zhengping was stunned. Always eating? Why the hell have I never eaten it?

He looked at Ye Changqing with incomparable resentment. Sensing a wave of resentment, Ye Changqing, who was busy, looked up and happened to meet Zhao Zhengping's gaze.

He didn't have any contact with this Senior Brother, but Ye Changqing still smiled politely, considering it a greeting.

As for Zhao Zhengping, he only felt the whole world had turned gray, as if the entire Divine Jianfeng had abandoned him.

"Brother Ping, Brother Ping, are you okay?"

Until Zhao Rou's voice came, he came back to his senses and shook his head with a smile.

"I'm fine. This soup is truly delicious, and the analgesic effect is also good. Rou-mei, drink more."

"Hmm, Brother Ping too. Look, you're still bleeding."

"Good."

The two were acting like a loving couple, making people feel uncomfortable just watching, yet they were standing in front of the table, blocking many disciples behind them.

Finally, someone couldn't help but say.

"I say, Senior Brother, can you show your affection after the fight? The situation is critical!"

"That's right, Junior Brother here had his artery slashed, and the blood won't stop. I urgently need a bowl of soup to continue!"

"Why don't you two move aside two steps? You can show off however you want."

"Can't even escape this damn dog food on the battlefield?"

Facing the complaints of numerous disciples, Zhao Rou had thin skin, and her face turned red instantly. Even Zhao Zhengping's old face couldn't hold it together.

"Fellow Junior Brothers, I..."

Just as he intended to explain, suddenly a huge force came from his butt, and his whole body flew into the air, falling toward the battlefield.

"Cut the f***ing crap! Get the hell out once you've finished drinking!"

Venerable Hong appeared behind Zhao Zhengping at some point and kicked him away without a word.

Holding a bowl in one hand, a comfortable smile hung on the corner of his mouth. *Refreshing! * He finally vented a little bit of anger and collected some interest. Let's see you dare to trap Master with an array again.

Venerable Hong was definitely not taking revenge, *haha*.

He drank the soup beautifully, feeling it was even fresher and sweeter than before.

He had taught his disciple a lesson and drunk several bowls of soup. Just as Venerable Hong was enjoying himself, Qingshi's voice came from the sky.

"Venerable Hong, are you f***ing done yet?"

Qingshi was truly angry. This old thing said he was going to drink soup, let him hold the line, and then come back to replace him.

For the sake of soup, Qingshi agreed.

But this old thing disappeared as soon as he went, leaving him alone to face the Blood Tiger Demon King and the Golden Eagle Demon King.

Fighting two people alone, Qingshi tried his best to barely block them, but he waited and waited and didn't see anyone come, so he couldn't help but curse angrily.

Hearing Qingshi's angry shout, Venerable Hong reacted suddenly.

"Holy sh*t, almost forgot."

The disciples around heard this, and the corners of their mouths twitched. People were fighting for their lives there, and you forgot?

Drinking the soup in the bowl in one gulp, Venerable Hong flashed toward Qingshi.

Then the two switched places. Venerable Hong fought two people alone, and Qingshi went down to drink soup.

This scene made the Blood Tiger Demon King tremble with anger. Contempt—this was naked contempt for him!

"Ah! Venerable Hong, I'll kill you!"

And Venerable Hong didn't pay attention to him at all, just shouting loudly at Qingshi.

"Hurry up! Come back to replace me once you've finished drinking!"

Blood Tiger Demon King:

"I %￥%#￥%!"