Chapter 141 Vomit, Vomit Blood!

Zila!

There was a sound of fishy oil bursting, and the fragrance immediately overflowed.

"Oh, boy, give it to me, I can't take it anymore, oh, how can there be such delicious things in this world?"

Yang Zhen slapped the cheap cat's paw away, and reprimanded: "What's the hurry, this is just the beginning!"

The cheap cat hehe looked at the three strong practitioners sitting below, pinched his waist and pointed at the three of them and said, "Did you hear me, this is just the beginning, hurry up and vomit blood, otherwise it won't taste good if it gets cold in a while Now, your sin is too great."

Ouch!

Yang Zhen raised his head and looked at the cheap cat in surprise, and couldn't help praising: "The cheap cat, 666, this operation can be done, cheap enough!"

He didn't want to be angry with the three old men any more, he was really hungry and wanted something to eat, but he didn't expect the cheap cat to be so kind and take the initiative to take over the job.

"So-so!" The cheap cat said shamelessly, "Eh? Although I don't know what 666 means, but boy, this 666 sounds really good to me, you are not an ordinary person!"

While fiddling with the mutton, Yang Zhen said, "It's easy to say, cheap cat, how about a bet?"

The cheap cat looked at Yang Zhen suspiciously, and asked vigilantly, "What bet?"

Yang Zhen went down the mountain to the three powerhouses in the training period, and said: "If you can spit out their blood, I will cook you a dish if you spit out one, and two dishes for you. If you spit out all three, I How about making a table for you, you and I will talk about drinking until we get drunk?"

"Hey, boy, do you have wine?" The cheap cat's eyes lit up.

Bang!

A bottle of fine wine appeared in front of everyone, and everyone trembled, looking at Jianmao with horrified eyes, seeing the unkind eyes of Jianmao staring at the three strong practitioners, they trembled all over.

What the hell...why do you feel that this cat is cheaper than Yang Zhen?

After Wang Zongzhu heard the conversation between the two, he trembled with anger, pointing at Yang Zhen and the cheap cat: "You...you...good! good!"

Before the third good was said, a golden light suddenly flashed in mid-air, followed by a yellowed water column falling from the sky, drawing a perfect arc, and falling towards Sect Master Wang's head.

Sect Master Wang stared blankly at the sudden jet of water, and opened his mouth in bewilderment.

"Hurry up, shut up!" Elder Qu turned pale with shock, and hurriedly stretched out his hand to Sect Master Wang.

Sect Master Wang reacted from his bewilderment, and almost kicked Elder Shangqu's body.

What the hell, is it a matter of shutting up or not shutting up at this time, why don't you run away quickly.

hum!

Sect Master Wang moved, dodged the water jet, and fell to the ground with a crash.

"Oh, boy, this deity is not good enough. I had a bite when I was running, and it's not much now. Otherwise, it would definitely hit the old man's face, and maybe with luck, he could even get it in his mouth."

The cheap cat said to Yang Zhen with regret.

Yang Zhen was dumbfounded, what a cheap cat, it's too cheap to urinate in public.

The dumbfounded Yang Zhen curled his lips and said, "It's okay to suffer from kidney deficiency at such a young age. According to this Sao Sheng, there are probably three of them!"

What?

When everyone heard this, they swished out, even if a cat pissed, but Yang Zhen, that bastard, was so shameless that he wanted to piss in public?

"Aha, boy, it's no wonder that the deity believes in you, oh, oh, if you have the ability, oh, be careful not to get your shoes wet."

"What the hell, bitch cat, don't look down on people, believe it or not, this Sao Sheng washed away these three old men with gaudy faces in a piss?"

"Hmph, what are you!"

"Oh, the mutton is cooked!"

"Are you ready?" The cheap cat was drooling, its eyeballs were rolling around, and when it turned around suddenly, a series of crystal clear light yellow liquid was thrown out, and Sect Master Wang was slapped across the face.

"Ahaha, oh, this deity is hit, kid, look, this deity is hit!"

Yang Zhen turned around with a dazed expression, looked at the proud cat jumping up and down, and then at Sect Master Wang who was desperately wiping his face, and opened his mouth.

"Awesome... awesome!"

"That is, who is this deity, hey, this old man is so disgusting, and he still vomits blood after being like this?"

The cheap cat pointed at Sect Master Wang, and said with hatred on his face: "Old man, you are sincerely not letting me eat a delicious meal today."

puff!

Sect Master Wang blushed, spit out a mouthful of blood with a puff, pointed at the cheap cat and said, "You...you...you...dead cat, you must die!"

"Ahahaha, vomit, kid, you have to keep your word, this old man vomited."

Saying that, the cheap cat shifted its unkind eyes to Elder Qu.

Elder Qu trembled all over, and hurriedly hid back.

The cheap cat quit, pointed to Elder Qu and said: "Old man, as the saying goes, if you make a person full, it is better than building seven stupas. You old man is very bad, so you should do it well and express your meaning a little bit." Do not?"

Not to mention Elder Qu, even the dull-looking people on the side almost vomited blood when they heard this.

Making people full is better than building seven pagodas?

Where did this bitch hear such stupid words?

Do you have to vomit a mouthful of blood if you are full? Do you lose the dignity of the strong during the training period?

Yang Zhen stared blankly at the cheap cat, and immediately admired it. He gave a thumbs up and said, "It's cheap, it's cheap enough, but that's a good point. A full meal is better than building a seven-level pagoda. There's nothing wrong with it!"

With a smug look on the face of the cheap cat, he cupped his hands at Yang Zhen and said: "I am ashamed and ashamed of the award, I am ashamed, I am also an eye-opener today, it turns out that there are cheap hands in the cheap, and you are not bad. Kind of in style."

puff!

A group of people all sprayed, staring at Yang Zhen and the cheap cat with dumbfounded eyes, and looked at Elder Qu and others with pity.

Elder Qu snorted coldly, looked up at Yang Zhen and the cheap cat, stepped back ten feet and sat down, watching his nose, nose, and heart.

Not long after, Elder Tie came to Elder Qu and sat down beside Elder Qu without saying a word.

Sect Master Wang was already mad, panting like a cow, his eyes were red when he stared at Yang Zhen and the cheap cat, and the breath on his body was as violent as the sea, and he was irritable again and again.

"Okay, okay, you two, it's best to stay on it all the time, and don't fall into the hands of the old man."

Yang Zhen and the cheap cat turned a deaf ear to it, one played with the overcooked mutton, and the other was busy wiping his saliva:

"Boy, although your strength is not very good, but this culinary skill is really nothing to say, I support you!"

"That's natural, I'll eat it later, I'll spray some vinegar!"

"Vinegar?" The cheap cat's eyes lit up, and he asked enthusiastically, "What is vinegar?"

Zila!

Yang Zhen poured the boiled mature vinegar into the oil pan, and bursts of strong vinegar fragrance wafted out immediately.

The cheap cat kept sniffing his nose, his eyes lit up: "This is good, this is good, my saliva is dripping down."

"Not promising!"

"Boy, don't look down on people, oh shit, what's on your mouth, isn't it saliva?"

"This is body fluid!"

"Damn it, you're still cheap!"

"Do you still want to eat?"

"Oh, it's not that I don't want to eat it, it's that those two old men are playing rogue, what can I do if I don't vomit blood?"

...

The corners of Elder Qu's and Elder Tie's eyes twitched, and the sounds of swallowing saliva could be heard all around.

It's too cheap, these two bastards are too cheap, but the things they make are so delicious that people can't help but drool.

Especially the vinegar-flavored lamb chops are simply a killer weapon. Seeing Yang Zhen carefully pouring hot oil and vinegar on the lamb chops, even Hua Youyue couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva.

Yang Zhen and the cheap cat took a sip of wine and a mouthful of meat, enjoying the meal. Thousands of people were stunned, looking blankly at the three cultivators whose heads were smoking.

The cheap cat snorted, as if just remembering, and asked, "Boy, how could you crawl here without incident?"

Yang Zhen pursed his lips and said: "You are very talented, can't you?"

"Do you think I believe it or not?"

"Maybe I don't believe it, but what's going on here?"

"That's a long story."

...

Hearing this, everyone on the mountain and down the mountain looked terrified and pricked up their ears.