The devil of Douluo is in the world

Chapter 260 [Song Wuxin cooks for Bibi Dong the sweet and sour fish for the first time]

The woman waved her hand, "It's this time, what more evidence do you need, how sure are you of his identity?"

Ning Fengzhi thought for a while, "[-]%! I can be sure with [-]% certainty that he is Guihun's high-level personnel, and it is very likely that he will directly belong to the superior leader."

The woman hummed, "Then isn't he also your disciple?"

Ning Fengzhi shook his head, "This identity doesn't help much."

"Then what about marriage, let Rongrong marry him?"

As soon as the woman said this, the scene suddenly fell silent.

Married with Xue Qinghe?

Not to mention that he is a high-ranking Guihun, as far as his current status is concerned, he is the emperor of the Heaven Dou Empire.

It might not be easy to marry him.

The most important thing is that since Xue Qinghe's ascension to the throne, he has not confirmed the candidate for the queen, nor has he chosen a concubine.

Of course, this is indeed a good opportunity.

Now those affiliated kingdoms of the Tiandou Empire have almost disintegrated, and the deterrent power of the imperial family has been greatly reduced.

Even though the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile School is the guardian sect of the Heaven Dou Empire, since the death of Emperor Xue Ye, everyone can see that the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile School is no longer as close to the imperial family as before.

Many people believed that Xue Qinghe had received a death notice right after he took the throne, and that he was doomed to die on January 1st of the coming New Year.

However, Ning Fengzhi thinks that Xue Qinghe is very likely to be Guihun's higher-ups.

So, if he bets right...

After some discussions among several people, they felt that it was necessary to take a trip to the palace.

Song Xueer never imagined that a daughter-in-law would fall on her head soon.

Not to mention Song Xueer (Qian Renxue)'s upcoming marriage.

On the other side, Qian Daoliu looked at the map overnight and finally decided on the next strategic deployment plan.

Of the remaining 300 million troops, 250 million will launch a strong attack on Qufu City tomorrow. At all costs, Qufu City must be captured within three days.

In addition, 50 elites were drawn from the army, detoured to Hexi, and went straight to the Sky City, the capital of the Song Dynasty.

This is a slap in the face!

In order to make the plan foolproof, Qian Daoliu just didn't inform the plan.

For the sake of the rigor of the plan, he even planned to do it himself to meet Zhuge Liang, the magic fortune teller who has been rumored to be a god among the people.

This is to attract attention and buy time for the sneak attack of 50 elite troops.

As expected of the previous pope, he could compete with Tang Chen.

His plan was indeed perfect.

At least for now, Zhuge Liang has not received any information.

In this battle, I don't know if Song Guo can save the day.

Not only Qian Daoliu didn't sleep all night, Zhuge Liang also didn't close his eyes all night.

The previous Pope of Wuhun Hall personally led the team, so he had to be cautious, more cautious.

That's an old fox.

And he is also a strong man in the realm of demigods.

For thousands of Daoliu, he asked himself that he was not at all sure.

The sky was getting brighter, and the battle in Qufu City began again.

The enemy's attack is very fierce, and the battle situation is getting simpler and simpler.

But at this time, Song Wuxin was fishing in the river.

He plans to cook by himself today!
The fish in this river are really slippery and not easy to catch without any means.

Originally, he wanted to grab it with both hands without martial arts, but he didn't catch a single one after grabbing for a long time.

"I let you run!"

"rise!"

A palm hit the water surface, the waves exploded, and many fish were thrown into the air.

"Certainly!"

The power of space!

Whether it was fish or water drops, they all stopped in the air.

Seeing Song Wuxin walking on the waves on the water surface, walking slowly step by step, many fish kept wagging their tails, but it was all in vain.

Song Wuxin picked the three biggest ones, and released the rest.

Knowing that her son was going to cook fish himself, Lan Ling was also a little curious and suggested to help him.

When the two were extremely busy, a figure came through the air.

It was Bibi Dong!
It probably smelled like fish.

"Hey, what are you guys doing?"

"My son is going to cook by himself today. You came just in time. You are lucky. You will have all the fishbone in a while!"

"Cooking yourself?" Bibidong circled around Song Wuxin curiously, looking here and there.

"Is it cooked?"

Her words almost made Song Wuxin brandish a kitchen knife, who could he look down on!

"Isn't it just making fish? Watch it carefully, and today I will open your eyes!"

It's no wonder that Bibidong thought he was not cooked well, since she first met Song Wuxin, she had never seen him cook.

It was Lan Ling who was cooking.

In fact, Song Wuxin can also cook, but his cooking skills are not that good.

For this table, he cooks fish, while Lan Ling and Bibi Dong cook other dishes.

After working for more than an hour, it is finally done.

Various dishes are served on the table.

"Come, come, try my handicraft, that is to say, I know you have worked hard recently, and reward you, I am usually too lazy to do it."

Hearing what he said, Bibi Dong felt happy no matter what.

It turned out that it was for her that he cooked for himself today.

In the past few days, she has been really busy.

Everything about Wuhundian must be approved by her, big or small.

Fortunately, it is basically on the right track now.

And with the Great Elder Prajna watching, nothing major will happen.

No, she acted as the hands-off shopkeeper and came to find Song Wuxin.

Knowing that she was here today, Song Wuxin caught the fish on purpose.

It was true that Bibi Dong was moved in her heart, but when she picked up a piece of fish and put it in her mouth, her complexion suddenly changed, and then she pretended to swallow it as if nothing had happened.

Although it was fleeting, it was still noticed by Song Wuxin.

Seeing her expression, Song Wuxin's heart skipped a beat, "I just forgot to say, you can just eat the middle one."

Lan Ling: "Why?"

After all, she was about to try with her chopsticks, but was stopped by Song Wuxin.

"This is the first time I've made sweet and sour fish. The first fish was too watery, the second fish was too vinegary, and only the third fish was just right. Just eat this one."

"Since the young master made it, I want to taste it."

Lan Ling moved her chopsticks and tried all three fish, her expression remained unchanged from the beginning to the end, "Master, it's not as bad as you said."

Bibi Dong also tried all three fish and nodded.

Although I didn't say anything, I was still very moved.

She didn't expect that Song Wuxin would personally cook fish for her, and in order to make it better, he even made three fish.

When I asked him why he had to catch three, he just jokingly said that one was not enough.

I understand now.

No matter how the craftsmanship is, she has eaten her heart and felt it.

The two fish that failed the second time were no longer unpalatable.

The three of them can be regarded as a rare reunion, and they had a happy meal.

In contrast, Flender's side is not so smooth.

The preliminaries of the Continental Soul Master Elite Competition have already begun, and Shrek Academy is also preparing to sign up. At this moment, an unexpected visitor arrives suddenly.

The person is not good!
The first thing this person did when he arrived was to announce that Shrek Academy's qualifications for the competition had been cancelled...

(End of this chapter)