Mongolian food is rough and easy to cook. After entering the Central Plains, it integrates the food culture of China, and many original rough food has become more and more exquisite and exquisite.


    Zhang Wuji took a leg of lamb and tore it hard. Now he is really proud. He doesn''t change it for an emperor. He also has women he likes and ranks as the vice leader of the Ming religion. This time he rescued the six sects and made a good fortune. When he went back to see the Grand Master, the Grand Master also told himself that he should live forever and don''t miss the people he cares about, Now Zhang Wuji finally knows what is complacency.


    Xiao Zhao and Zhou Zhiruo are fine, but Zhao Min and Yin Li obviously have a grudge about Zhang Wuji looking for so many women. They eat one mouthful at a time, but it''s okay. Although Zhang Wuji hasn''t changed his forward-looking personality, they feel the secret script of poisonous chicken soup on their chest and feel more secure.


    Sure enough, the food on the 7th floor basically went into the stomachs of Yang Xuan and Tong Piaoyun, so that when they came out of the restaurant, they still stared at the stomachs of Yang Xuan and Tong Piaoyun. They didn''t burst their stomachs after eating so many things.


    "Don''t look at diarrhea. My stomach is not broken. I told you it has something to do with my martial arts." Yang Xuan couldn''t stand the curious eyes of everyone and explained again and again.


    After a whole day''s shopping, Daisy felt that she had lived in vain for so many years. Her father was a middle Turk, her mother was a Persian, and her parents had always been the top leaders of the Persian General Church. She was trained as a saint since childhood. She basically had no childhood and studied the profound meaning of teaching every day, Later, with his own efforts and the help of his parents, he succeeded in becoming a saint, and then was sent to Middle Earth, which can be regarded as a bridge between the general church and supporting the church.


    Later, I met Han Qianye and gave birth to Xiao Zhao, but Han Qianye died soon because of the cold pool competition. Therefore, Daisy and Han Qianye had little time to live together. In addition, with Xiao Zhao later, they had no chance to talk about love at all.


    Since she met Yang Xuan, the girl Chunxin who had fallen silent was immediately called up. In fact, when they just met, they didn''t feel very good. Yang Xuan misunderstood herself as a word eyebrow, but she was half dead. She loved her appearance more than her life.


    Later, when the head teacher came after him, Yang Xuan was so powerful that she took all the responsibilities and peacefully solved the problems of the head teacher and supporting the teacher without killing people. Daisy still remembered that when Yang Xuan stood in front of her, with one man''s strength, facing thousands of troops and heavy artillery, Yang Xuan''s back looked very great. It was false to say that she was not moved, but their identity, Age has brought great pressure to Daisy. In addition, Tong Piaoyun''s words reveal the fact that Yang Xuan is more than one woman.


    A few days later, at Guangming peak, all the believers began to get busy. Drinks, vegetables and meat were transported to the mountains in carts. Ordinary believers didn''t know it and thought it was a grand ceremony in the church.


    On the contrary, all the top leaders of Mingjiao are serious and even nervous. This time, all the forum leaders will be present. Each forum leader will bring some close bodyguards, most of which are more than a dozen or less, and at least more than 2000 people from more than 100 forum leaders will be present. If they really start, it will be a chaotic war with real knives and guns.


    As time went by, most of the altar owners also arrived. Yang Xuan set up very simple things this time. There were more than a dozen tables in the Guangming hall, with ten people at each table. All the top floors of the Ming religion had one table, and even the tables were used. The rotatable tables in modern hotels. The altar owners who arrived should first sign in and sign their names on the sign in desk at the door, All bodyguards should stay at the running water table outside to eat.


    "Time has come." A congregation shouted at the door.


    Yang Xuan came in from the door, took the sign in book, looked while walking, and achieved the position of the leader.


    "Everyone, I''m Yang Xuan, the 34th generation leader of Ming religion."


    All the altar masters sitting there got up and hugged their fists, "see the leader."


    "It''s also the first time you''ve seen me. I probably don''t know the purpose of letting you come this time?" Yang Xuan said selling Guan Zi.


    "I still need to get to know you when I become the leader, but I vaguely feel that Mingjiao is now like a big building, and many altar leaders are already in a state of listening to the propaganda and not listening to the tune."


    The first half of the sentence was normal, and the second half of the sentence directly reduced the surrounding atmosphere to the lowest point. Several jar owners even couldn''t sit still.


    "Look for yourself


    , what did I say at that time? All the sub altar leaders must go to the Guangming top, carry the sick ones, and transport the dead bodies. Now you see, only 50 of the 100 sub altar leaders have come. Hahaha, those who didn''t come are going to rebel? "


    Yang Xuan''s tone gradually became severe from the beginning. His eyes flashed and kept exerting pressure on everyone.


    In fact, when I was just here, many jar owners regretted coming. After all, half of the people who came, looking at the whole five tables are empty.


    Daisy handed more than a dozen documents to Yang Xuan from the side. Yang Xuan shook the documents at the people.


    "This is the report of the head of Weishui sub altar. He said that he wanted to expand the army. How many people did he apply for? 5000 people. Well, Ambassador Yang Zuo at that time promised, but how many people did you expand, 20000 people. What do you want to do?"


    At this time, the master of Weishui sub altar "miso" stood up, his complexion was complex, and he was frightened and frightened in the face of Yang Xuan.


    Yang Xuan threw the document to the owner of the Weishui jar. The owner of the Weishui jar instinctively drew a knife to block the flying documents. However, with what strength, Yang Xuan directly cut off the owner''s knife and scabbard, and then inserted it into the table.


    Yang Xuan''s skill startled four people, so that some small minded jar owners did not dare to think carefully, at least at the Guangming top.


    "Mianyang sub altar owners privately withheld up to 40% of the property dedicated to the general altar."


    "Chang''an sub altar master, privately cast crossbows and armor, but there was no report."


    "Chizhou is divided into altar owners, eliminating dissidents and cultivating confidants."


    ...........


    As Yang Xuan reported one by one, he threw the documents at the same time. The documents one by one seemed to be the blade of a handful of knives. He rubbed them around the altar owners who reported their names and inserted them into the table. There was basically no mistake. Of course, about half of the altar owners present had no problem. These altar owners still supported the Ming cult general altar.


    There are several people who have violated the rules seriously. They are already scared. There is not only panic but also horror in their eyes. Some things are done secretly. How does the general forum know that this is the general forum meeting? This is obviously a Hongmen banquet. Many forum leaders have roared in their hearts. Today my life is over.