Chapter 189

The Flood Dragon clan, if nothing else, is indeed incredibly proud. This point does have some of the style of the dragon race, preferring to die rather than tarnish the pride of the dragon race.

But perhaps there are some other reasons, after all, the Flood Dragon just now was truly a bit miserable.

Without even lifting a hand, just by scanning with his eyes, more than a hundred Flood Dragons were dead. For a time, many disciples burst into thunderous cheers.

"Junior Brother Changqing is mighty!"

"I would like to call Junior Brother Changqing the strongest dragon slayer in the world."

"What a dragon slayer, Junior Brother, that's a great saying."

Listening to the cheers around him, Ye Changqing's mouth twitched. Do you really not know why these Flood Dragons committed suicide? Or are you playing dumb while knowing the truth?

Or perhaps you want to cover up the embarrassment in your hearts by praising me?

Let me tell you, I, Ye Changqing, don't buy that.

Finally, under the urging of everyone, Ye Changqing returned to the camp first, mainly because it was dawn and it was time to prepare breakfast.

As for other matters, the disciples would naturally handle them.

Riding Xiaobai back to the kitchen, the first batch of aquatic tribe members had already been transported back by the Senior Brothers.

Looking at the many ingredients piled up in categories, Ye Changqing thought about what he should make.

After thinking about it, he decided to make a pot of seafood porridge.

【Seafood Porridge: Sweet and delicious, made by combining different aquatic tribe members with top-quality spirit rice, has the effect of nourishing the meridians.】

The method of making seafood porridge is not difficult, and the combination is relatively casual.

Spirit shrimp, giant crab, flower clams, dried scallops, squid, etc., can all be put in.

There are also green onions, cilantro, and other seasonings.

Starting the fire, pots were set up by Ye Changqing, and the shadow of the knife danced in his hands, and the ingredients were quickly cleaned.

Like removing shrimp lines, washing and cutting the giant crab clan, etc.

These things were not difficult for Ye Changqing, after all, this knife technique was not practiced in vain.

Before long, pots of seafood porridge emitted bursts of rich fragrance.

He made quite a lot, five thousand portions, enough for all the disciples who participated in the battle to eat.

It's just that this meal consumed quite a bit. Adhering to the standard of two spirit shrimp and one giant crab per person, fifty thousand aquatic tribe members didn't seem to be able to last too long.

Just when breakfast was ready, the disciples also arrived at the kitchen one after another, as if they had timed it perfectly.

"So fragrant!"

"Is this the taste of the sea?"

"Damn, why didn't I notice it before? What a loss, what a loss!"

The disciples kept inhaling, as if they wanted to suck the fragrance in the air dry.

There was no need to scramble for breakfast today, everyone had a share, and the quantity was very sufficient.

It was the first time eating such a rich meal. Everyone was no longer using basins, but standing directly in front of the big pot and starting to eat.

One pot per person, all with matched quantities, not too much, not too little.

"Haha, refreshing!"

Holding a crab claw as tall as himself, Xu Jie gnawed on it so forgetfully.

One pot per person, this is something that could only appear in dreams before.

Just looking at the way he ate the crab, Ye Changqing's eyes were about to pop out, because this guy didn't spit out the shell.

Such a big crab claw, such a thick crab shell, and it was the hardest part. Holy crap, this guy gnawed it directly, ate more than half, and didn't spit out a single bit of residue.

Not just him, other disciples were the same, including female disciples like Liu Shuang, Lu Youyou, and Wang Yao.

Those mouths were like they had steel knives added to them. With one bite, the crab claw cracked with a "ka-ka" sound, without any resistance.

"Um, Senior Brothers, giant crabs aren't eaten like that."

Listening to the "ka-ka" sounds constantly coming from everyone's mouths, Ye Changqing couldn't help but remind them, and then personally demonstrated for everyone.

The crab shell cannot be eaten, only the crab meat inside, that is the most delicious part.

And the giant crab clan is large in size, and the amount of crab meat is not small, so there is no need to struggle with the bland crab shell.

However, what Ye Changqing didn't expect was that facing his demonstration, the disciples refused without even thinking.

"How can this be thrown away? Junior Brother Changqing, you are too wasteful."

"That's right, the taste of this crab shell is so good, it's full of freshness and sweetness."

"Crab meat is delicious, crab shell is second, but it cannot be wasted."

"I can see you haven't experienced hard times. Junior Brother Changqing, wasting food is shameful."

Being scolded by the Senior Brothers instead, Ye Changqing opened his mouth, but couldn't say a word in the end.

He could only silently give a thumbs up.

Just at this moment, there was a movement at the courtyard gate. The Senior Brothers and Sisters were busy eating and didn't want to pay attention. Ye Changqing looked in the direction of the sound, and in an instant, he was completely stunned.

I saw outside the courtyard gate, an injured disciple wrapped in bandages, crawling into the courtyard with difficulty, bit by bit.

The originally white gauze was already stained red with blood.

What is this supposed to be?

He quickly stepped forward to help this Senior Brother up, Ye Changqing asked with concern.

"Senior Brother, what happened to you?"

"I want... I want... give me..."

The injury was serious, and he was speaking weakly. Hearing this, Ye Changqing was confused. What do you want? You're injured like this, what else do you want?

Not understanding, he asked.

"Senior Brother, speak clearly, what do you want? What should I give you?"

"Give me... give me a bite..."

Holy crap, Ye Changqing just wanted to leave him here to fend for himself. You're in this state, and you still want a bite?

And if he didn't recognize him wrong, this guy is a miscellaneous disciple, right?

This is outrageous. You have to know that the miscellaneous disciples' residence is the furthest from the kitchen. How on earth did this guy crawl from so far away by himself?

Doesn't he feel pain? The bandages are already dripping blood. It's hard to imagine what he went through on this journey.

And in the end, his request was just to have a bite of seafood porridge.

Without caring about Ye Changqing's livid face, this miscellaneous disciple kept staring at the big pots, muttering to himself.

"Give me... give me a bite..."