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When the Thirty-Six Forts in Jiangnan went down to elect the leader of the general alliance, although each family sent five people, those who did not have magic weapons were just cannon fodder, so the importance of this magic weapon was self-evident.

Now the Ouyang family has stole several magic weapons, and with the support of several families, the Ouyang family's strength has been greatly enhanced.

After all, these are all descendants of the cultivator. If you can take the initiative to rely on it, the Ouyang family must have absolutely high strength.

And dilapidated members of the Yan family and Ning family who have not defected to a powerful family will not be able to do their own strength. If the magic weapon is stolen, then this family will be finished.

Only all the Yan family would choose the Song family. Although the Song family is not the successor of the Thirty-six Forts in Jiangnan, it is strong and has a big backer. With such a backer, the Ouyang family probably dares not do anything randomly.

"That's why I'm here to inform you that you must be careful and not be plotted against by the Ouyang family." Shangguan Yunhao said in a low voice.

"I understand." Zhao Qianrou nodded and replied.

The few people were plotting again, and Zhao Qianrou informed Zhao Shufeng and called him a dian and asked him to be careful.

However, with Zhao Shufeng's strength, if he wants to rob, the Ouyang family doesn't have the courage to do something stealing.

After chatting for a while, the few people returned to the barbecue grill. Zhao Xianglong had already bought ingredients with Luo Weiwei and was fiddling there. He tried to grill a few skewers, but the taste was really not satisfactory.

"Get out of the way, I'll teach you." Looking at the meat skewers that were roasted by Zhao Xianglong, Zhao Xianglong could no longer feel sluggish. He was bragging about his assholes, but he just now, but he baked this difficult thing to swallow.

Jiang Fei put the meat skewers on the grill and injected spiritual power slowly into it, controlling the size of the flame.

With so many alchemy, the control ability of the flame has reached the level of perfection. In a blink of an eye, the skewers are already golden and oil begins to emerge, dripping down.

Everyone swam for a long time, and it was still early, and the sunset was about to appear in the sky. Everyone was hungry, staring at the meat skewers in Jiang Fei's hands like hungry wolves, waiting to eat.

Shangguan Yunhao, who was standing beside him, was also roasting chicken, but the roasted chicken was obviously not as fast as Jiang Fei's, so everyone focused their target on Jiang Fei's hands.

Ten minutes later, two plates of golden and fragrant skewers were placed on the plate, and the oil was still squeaking.

Zhao Xianglong was so rude that he went to grab the meat skewers behind him, and then took it to Luo Weiwei flatteringly, saying, "Come on, try my brother-in-law's skills. If it tastes delicious, I will let him give you every day in the future."

Jiang Fei rolled his eyes disdainfully. This guy is really rude. He can't be a buddy.

He also picked up the skewers and handed them to the girls and said, "Try your skills. If they are not delicious, I will swallow this iron stick alive."

After Murong Ning took it, he said lightly: "Then I'll wait for you to eat the iron mark."

The president of Murong Group has never tasted any delicacies. It is difficult to impress her taste buds with just these skewers of barbecue.

Jiang Fei narrowed his eyes and looked at Murong Ning. He dared to look down on her skewers. He waited and saw the girl slapped herself in the face.

Murong Ning looked pretty good at eating. She continued to grill skewers with her hands, opened her red lips, blew slightly, and then took a small bite.

The meat skewers were still emitting hot heat. As soon as they entered the mouth, Murong Ning felt his eyes lit up. It was fat but not greasy, and slippery like jelly. It melted in the mouth. The fragrance cracked and opened from the cavity. The deliciousness filled the entire mouth, and every taste bud was about to jump.

After taking such a small bite, Murong Ning couldn't stop and was already a little hungry. With Jiang Fei's distinctive sense of skewers, he instantly ate all the skewers.

"How is it?" Jiang Fei provoked

Murong Ning put down the iron sign and said, "It's okay."

"It's okay." Jiang Fei narrowed his eyes and pointed at Shangguan Yunhao next to him and said, "Then you eat that delicious roast, I don't have much roasted."

Why do you hear this so disgusting? Grilled, Ling Feifei next to her, and spit out the meat. Then he quickly covered his mouth, wiped it with a tissue, and said embarrassedly: "It choked too quickly."

"It's delicious, it's okay." Murong Ning said as she picked up another skewer. Originally, people like her rarely eat this kind of barbecue product, but Jiang Fei's delicious food was really irresistible, so she had to eat a few more skewers.

Jiang Fei returned to the grill and continued to grill skewers. Shangguan Yunhao's grilled chicken was finally grilled, and he was carried up and gave it to everyone for food.

But they obviously didn't have much interest in grilled chicken. After all, after eating Jiang Fei's grilled chicken, they found it very difficult to eat after eating a few bites of the grilled chicken. Without a few bites, they were waiting for Jiang Fei's grilled skewers again.

Seeing Shangguan Yunhao getting defeated again, Jiang Fei felt so happy. He whistled and grilled skewers, sprinkled with a little spiritual spring water from time to time, making the meat of the skewers more delicious.

Plates of grilled skewers were served on the table, and everyone sat around, eating and chatting. When Zhao Xianglong saw so many měi           nǚ, he immediately became interested and insisted on telling ghost stories.

The sky was getting darker and everyone surrounded a small fire, which looked quite like shooting ghost movies.

The purpose of this ghost story of Zhao Xianglong is even more obvious, and the purpose is self-evident.

But everyone was quite bored, so Zhao Xianglong told me that this guy showed off his unique skills and started his ghost story with the fire, sea breeze, and dark night.

However, all the girls here are extraordinary, so don’t say anything about Zhao Qianrou and the others. They live with ghosts every day, and they are afraid that a ghost story will not happen. Among the girls, only Luo Weiwei will cooperate with him. Occasionally, a scream will make him feel satisfied.

When Zhao Xianglong saw that the people had different expressions, none of them were scared by him, he was immediately dissatisfied.

He saw his face sinking and he said seriously: "It is said that there are all evil spirits in Chinese hospitals. One night, a doctor got off work very late. It happened to be twelve o'clock in the morning. He was taking the elevator back. At this time, a nurse walked in with him."

"After entering the elevator, pressing down the first floor, the elevator started running and continued to go down. It did not stop until the third floor of the negative floor, and finally stopped."

At this time, Zhao Xianglong looked forward and let the fire light shine on his face. He continued to tell the story very strangely: "The elevator door opened on the third floor of the negative floor. A woman in white stood at the door and wanted to come in. At this moment, the doctor quickly pressed the button to close the door, and with a bang, the elevator door closed."
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