Can you imagine?

One of the three emperors, the hall master of the White Dragon Palace, the first person in the mainland, the White Dragon Emperor who killed decisively and was as cold as frost, was actually barbecuing meat?!

I'm afraid that such a picture will not appear in a dream.

But now it's really playing out in front of him.

Devouring Sun swallowed his saliva, his heart tightened slightly, was this White Dragon Emperor stimulated by something? Don't go to sleep, but come to barbecue?

Suddenly, a cold gaze swept over, making him shiver as if he was on the verge of ice.

"The fire is smaller."

"Huh? Oh! The devouring sun reacted and hurriedly maintained the flame just now. He was now completely sure that nothing in front of him was a dream!

He glanced at Luo Ziyan next to him again, it seems that Emperor Xuanqing is roasting meat for this little guy. Is this the magic of love?

Xiao Huoling tilted his head, looking dazed, feeling that the current atmosphere was a little strange. However, for her simple little thing, everything is so taken for granted.

At this time, Luo Ziyan's eyes were full of emotion.

Master, it's incredible that she really made food for her.

Her eyes burned as she stared at the eight-foot bird roasting over the fire.

The fierce flames roasted the eight-foot bird's skin to a slight brown, making a sizzling sound, and bursting with rich oil.

Di Xuanqing was like an experienced chef, carefully turning the eight-foot bird and controlling the heat.

At this moment, his expression was very attentive and observant, and he seemed to know the state of the eight-foot bird well, where the heat was not enough to burn there, and there was too much, so he immediately turned it.

The movements are casual, and the clouds are smooth, how chic, handsome.

No wonder others say that dedicated men are the most handsome, and now Emperor Xuanqing is so handsome that he explodes.

A swaying silver hair, white clothes turning, can always bring a burst of fragrant fragrance, can stir the flame swaying, and the focused eyes are more like a quiet spring, can deeply attract people.

After a while, the eight-foot bird emitted a burst of rich fragrance, teasing the tip of Luo Ziyan's nose.

"It smells so good!" She sniffed deeply and let out a sigh.

"Master, is it okay to eat?" Luo Ziyan watched Emperor Xuanqing pull the eight-foot bird away from the flames, and couldn't help but ask.

Her saliva is now flowing all over the ground.

Di Xuanqing glanced at her and said lightly, "Wait." ”

As the words fell, he raised his hand, and the shadows of the trees around him swayed, and something unknown condensed out of thin air, and then sprinkled on the eight-foot bird that was roasted golden.

This is...... Salt?!

Luo Ziyan smelled a hint of salt, and couldn't help but exclaim in his heart, the master actually extracted the salt from the air and the underground.

In the whole world, he is the only one who can do this.

After doing this step, Emperor Xuanqing sent the eight-foot bird into the flames again, and with a slight flip, he pulled it out again, and the action was done in one go.

"Alright."

"Really!" Luo Ziyan's eyes had already lit up with starry eyes, and he couldn't wait to pounce on it immediately and launch an attack on this golden eight-foot bird.

Seeing that she couldn't wait, Di Xuanqing pulled the corners of his mouth, tore off a hind leg, and threw it away. "Be careful."

Luo Ziyan carefully caught this hind leg and swallowed hard.

Both the smell and the appearance are absolutely top-notch, but ......

No matter how beautiful it is, it doesn't necessarily taste good.

She glanced at Emperor Xuanqing and gritted her teeth, no matter if it was delicious or not, this was made by the master for herself, even if it was unpalatable, she had to eat it all.

The next moment, she closed her eyes and bit hard......