Chapter 87: Sweetness on the battlefield

Finally knowing why the Divine Sword Peak disciples were so crazy, the Jade Maiden Peak disciples were also inseparable from the soup in their hands. It wasn’t enough to drink; it was simply not enough!

Just as the Jade Maiden Peak disciples were going crazy for it, a roar came from the Divine Sword Peak disciples in front.

“Holy crap, are you done yet? We can’t hold on anymore!”

“One bowl each, leave some for us!”

“Get over here once you’re done drinking, it’s our turn!”

Watching the Jade Maiden Peak disciples drinking bowl after bowl, the Divine Sword Peak crowd was completely anxious. Can you drink like that? Come over and hold the line!

The pressure on the front line was indeed great. Hearing this, even Hong Zun cursed:

“Go, go, go! What time is it? Get back there as soon as you’re done drinking!”

Although full of reluctance, the situation was like this, so the Jade Maiden Peak disciples turned and killed their way back to the front line.

After drinking the soup, they all came back to life, their momentum like a rainbow.

And watching the Jade Maiden Peak disciples return, the Divine Sword Peak crowd naturally turned and ran without hesitation.

Six demonic beasts were surrounding and killing a Divine Sword Peak disciple, but just as they were fighting, this disciple flashed and slipped away.

Immediately replaced by a Jade Maiden Peak disciple.

“Junior Sister, hold them off!”

“Senior Brother, be quick!”

“Don’t worry, Senior Brother will be very fast.”

Fighting and then suddenly changing people? The few demonic beasts were stunned in place. Do you think this is a tournament?

They were immediately enraged. These Dao One Sect disciples simply didn’t treat them as people.

And facing the encirclement of several demonic beasts, this Jade Maiden Peak disciple was undaunted. I am a person who has drunk the soup!

Such a scene could be seen everywhere on the battlefield. Countless demonic beasts were confused; suddenly their opponents had changed.

“This is unreasonable! It’s simply nonsense! Look at your Jade Maiden Peak people, this is a war, what kind of behavior is this?”

Only one person was cursing. This person was none other than the Divine Sword Peak Senior Brother, Zhao Zhengping.

It seemed he and Zhao Rou were the only ones who hadn’t tasted Ye Changqing’s craft yet.

However, hearing this, Zhao Rou, who had been fighting side-by-side, said with a strange expression:

“Brother Ping, it seems your Divine Sword Peak started it.”

As soon as these words were spoken, Zhao Zhengping’s old face turned red, but he still said stubbornly:

“They are already beyond saving, I’m too lazy to talk about them. But Sister Rou, Jade Maiden Peak can’t be like this. You have to guide them well toward the righteous path.”

Is that so? Looking at the Jade Maiden Peak disciples who had charged back onto the battlefield and were each as fierce as anything, Zhao Rou couldn’t help but feel a trace of doubt in her heart.

Hesitating for a moment, she finally couldn’t help but speak:

“I feel this soup is indeed strange. Brother Ping, how about we go taste it too?”

They were like two different people before and after. Hearing this, Zhao Zhengping’s face darkened, and he was about to refuse.

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

“Impossible! I, Zhao Zhengping, will die on the battlefield today, but I will absolutely not...”

Ten breaths later, at the formation entrance, looking at the high bone soup in his hand, Zhao Zhengping said with enjoyment:

“Sister Rou, this soup is so fragrant.”

“It is very fragrant.”

Unable to resist, he took a sip, and then Zhao Zhengping stood frozen in place, his eyes full of disbelief.

“This... this soup...”

“What’s wrong, Brother Ping?”

“It’s delicious! Sister Rou, you taste it too, it’s really delicious. I have never drunk such delicious soup.”

Looking at the rigid Zhao Zhengping actually showing such an expression, Zhao Rou laughed and took a sip, and then her reaction was exactly the same as Zhao Zhengping’s.

No wonder, no wonder everyone would be so crazy. This was not without reason.

“Brother Ping, so your Divine Sword Peak 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 his gaze met Zhao Zhengping’s.

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

As for Zhao Zhengping, at this moment, he only felt the whole world had turned gray, as if the entire Divine Sword Peak had abandoned him.

“Brother Ping, Brother Ping, are you okay?”

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

“I’m fine. This soup is really delicious, and the pain-relief effect is also good. Sister Rou, drink more.”

“Hmm, Brother Ping too. Look, you’re still bleeding.”

“Good.”

The two were acting like a loving couple, which made people feel sick to watch, but 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 is over? The situation is critical!”

“That’s right, Junior Brother here had his artery slashed, the blood won’t stop, I urgently need a bowl of soup to continue!”

“How about you two move two steps to the side? 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 person flew into the air, falling toward the battlefield.

“Cut the crap! Get lost once you’re done drinking!”

Hong Zun didn’t know when he had appeared behind Zhao Zhengping and kicked him flying without a word.

Holding a bowl in one hand, a comfortable smile hanging on the corner of his mouth. *Refreshing!* Finally vented a little bit of anger, and it could be considered collecting some interest, letting you dare to trap me with a formation.

Hong Zun was definitely not taking revenge, haha.

Drinking the soup beautifully, he only felt it was even fresher and sweeter than before.

He had taught his disciple a lesson and drunk several bowls of soup. Just as Hong Zun was happy and forgetting himself, Qing Shi’s voice came from the sky.

“Hong Zun, are you done yet?”

Qing Shi was truly angry. This old thing said he was going to drink soup, asked him to hold them off first, and then he would come back to replace him.

For the sake of drinking soup, Qing Shi also 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 against one, Qing Shi tried his best to barely resist, but he waited and waited and didn’t see anyone come, so he couldn’t help but curse angrily.

Hearing Qing Shi’s angry roar, Hong Zun suddenly reacted.

“Oh, I almost forgot.”

The surrounding disciples heard this, and the corners of their mouths twitched. Someone is fighting for their life there, and you forgot?

Drinking the soup in the bowl in one gulp, Hong Zun flashed and rushed toward Qing Shi.

Then the two switched places. Hong Zun fought two against one, and Qing Shi went down to drink soup.

This scene made the Blood Tiger Demon King’s body tremble with anger. Contempt! This was naked contempt for him!

“Ah, Hong Zun, I’ll kill you!”

And Hong Zun didn’t pay attention to him at all, just shouted loudly to Qing Shi:

“Be quick! Come back to replace me after you’re done drinking!”

Blood Tiger Demon King:

“I %￥%#￥%”