The city of Baqiu in the night is far more prosperous than the city of Tianjing thousands of miles away. It has never supported the title of a city that never sleeps, but there are still people who can't sleep.

In Tongfu Fish Noodle Shop, the lights in the backyard are still on. The shopkeeper Tong Fuzheng and his wife are cooking tomorrow's soup base.

As the most famous Hengyang fish noodle shop in Baqiu City, the shopkeeper Tong used this bowl of fish noodle to pile up a large house in Baqiu City, saved up a wealthy family, married and had children, although life was not as rich as wealth, but still loved and happy.

Now, although he has hired a hiding hall and a sautumn master, the shopkeeper Tong and his wife have never been willing to deal with the secret soup base.

According to the couple's thoughts in secret, this secret recipe and craft will be passed on to their son in the future.

If you don’t ask for wealth and glory, you will at least have a skill to be with you and have peace and joy.

The fish soup in Tongfu shop needs to be boiled with pork bones and soybeans overnight, and then add the fish that is killed in the early morning.

Boil them together into thick, sticky and milky white fish soup with fresh eyebrows. The fish meal cooked in this way, coupled with the small ingredients carefully prepared by Tongfu Fish Meal, is the confidence that Tongfu Fish Meal Shop stands out as its peers.

How many bones are placed in this tube, how much soybeans are added, what fish is used for, how long to cook, and how to mix the ingredients are all secrets that Tong Fu is not passed down.

Based on the years, it is time to hold the Mist Hidden Conference this year.

It happens to be in Baqiu City next to Yunmeng Daze, so it is naturally the first choice for many people to come to participate or watch the fun.

According to past experience, every time at that time, the city of Baqiu is full of people, and the business of big and small restaurants is very prosperous.

A few days ago, I heard that the Fog Hidden Conference was about to be held.

The couple started to rush to prepare more materials so that the unscrupulous merchants could take the opportunity to raise prices.

At the same time, you have to prepare more soup bases, small ingredients and other things for yourself.

Now, when the whole city was sleeping, the couple were still busy in the backyard!

Suddenly a breeze blew, and Tong Fu, who was hunching his waist in the yard, hunched his head and cleaned his bones, his neck cooled down. He quickly shrank and looked back.

There is nothing.

Just as he was about to turn his head, another gust of wind passed by, Tong Fu widened his eyes and looked around.

Still nothing was found.

The one in his house was squatting in front of the stove, fiddling with firewood. Seeing Tong Fu like this, he was a little frightened, "What's wrong with his father?"

Tong Fu shook his head, retracted his body, and continued to wash, "It's nothing, I've been bitten by a mosquito."

"Then I'll go and cook some wood flour."

As she said that, the wife who was worried about her husband went to get a pot of sawdust, which is the wood powder in her mouth, lit it a little, and smoked a smog of smoke, with the unique burning smell of wood.

Putting the basin next to Tong Fu, she clapped her hands, returned to the stove, and nagged with a smile, "Hey, here we are all good, there are so many mosquitoes."

Tong Fu raised his head and smiled at the corner of his mouth, "That's not the case. Be careful, don't get hot!"

"I know, I'm not a child anymore!" The mediocre woman gave him a blank look. In Tong Fu's opinion, there was a bit of charm.

He chuckled, and his motivation came again.

The two breezes that had just blew across his neck continued to blow in the city.

Blowing through the entrance of the hotel, the backyard of the inn, the roof of the residential houses, Yunluo's figure flashed in every corner of the city.

At the same time, I became more and more proficient in Zulong's body techniques.

Cao Ye came to follow him, and it was still very relaxed for the time being, but he became more and more shocked when he saw it.

Putting aside this year, he should be the clearest about Yun Luo’s practice.

After all, they got along with each other as brothers in their early years, and they had a lot of daily interactions. Xiling Sword Sect and Yang Qing would not teach him these stealth skills.

Then this technique is amazing. It took only a long time to achieve such an effect.

Although Cao Ye came to follow him easily, he felt that Yun Luo's body movement was just like that.

What Fu Tianqi said before was not completely unreasonable. Who are you? You are Cao Yelai, and you are the Sixiang Mountain Spirit Dragon that has won the leader of the Wuyin Conference.

In fact, just talking about body skills, Cao Yelai is firmly in the top three in the world. Even in the head of the Qingyin Pavilion who is faintly called the Dinghai Dinghai Needle of the Daduan Dynasty, it is not a fantasy that Cao Yelai would escape if he is targeted by him.

Suddenly, Cao Yelai's eyes widened and his expression was full of incredibleness.

Because, in his sight, Yun Luo's figure began to slowly shrink!

How is this possible!

What kind of bodywork can make people smaller?

I heard that there are strange people who can shrink bones, which is just flexible under static conditions, and can they run at high speed?

Cao Yelai shook his head, full of horror and confusion.

Yun Luo himself was unaware of it. It was not until he almost shrunk to only half before that he suddenly realized that the world in front of him seemed to be taller and bigger than before.

What's wrong with this?!

With just a little thought, the operation of the exercise suddenly stopped. His figure slowly became clear in the night, and his body suddenly returned to normal size.

He looked up at the things around him, and became familiar with each other again, with a confused look on his face.

Turning his head and looking at Cao Yelai who appeared beside him, "Brother Cao, I just felt a little strange around me."

Cao Yelai stared in his eyes, "Don't you know?"

"What do I know?" Yun Luo felt like a cloud of mist.

"The person who taught you the martial arts didn't even tell you this?" Cao Yelai was very surprised.

Looking at Yun Luo nodding in a daze, Cao Yelai felt helpless, "Who is this person? He has no beginning or end to teach things!"

Yun Luo was a little anxious, "Brother Cao, what's going on?"

"You're getting smaller."

"Ah?" Yun Luo looked down and reached out to pinch it, "No?"

Cao Yelai was speechless, "You are getting smaller!"

"Ah?" Yun Luo was even more surprised.

"Just now, your whole body became only half the size of your usual person." Cao Yelai explained again.

In shock, Yun Luo vaguely thought of a possibility in his heart.

This technique is naturally applicable to the dragon clan. After experiencing the tempering of the dragon transforming pool, will the body and soul be infinitely close to the dragon clan to a certain extent?

Will you be a one-stop person in a sense???

Thinking of this, Yun Luo shivered, let it go, it’s good to be an individual.

But if it could be as Zulong said, big or small, rising or hidden, wouldn’t it be amazing?

Yun Luo suddenly thought of something and blurted out, "Oh no!"

Cao Yelai hurriedly said, "What's wrong?"

"Well, Brother Cao, let's go back."

"It's really nothing?"

"Yeah, really. Go back."

It's over. The hidden shape becomes smaller, and the clouds and rain naturally become bigger?

Yun Luo imagined a picture: Lu Qi, who was two feet tall, was tall and mighty, less than four feet tall, and was petite and cute.

The eyes were facing each other, and they wanted to cry without tears.

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In this vast world, although Yunmeng Daze is famous, it is not unique. Not to mention the distance, Peng Ze is fighting against each other on the banks of Yuzhang not far away.

Similarly, the Guancheng Army, stationed on the bank of Pengze and Yuzhang City, is known as one of the most capable troops in the south of the Yangtze River, also has the Xingtan Army stationed in Changsha City, fighting with it.

Interestingly, Huang Daxing, the commander of Guancheng Army, and Du Ruoyan, the commander of Xingtan Army, were the same fellow townsmen in Nonghong County, where Zilongxing today. They joined the army in the same year and each had their own encounters. Now they live together in the commander and take charge of military power in important cities. It is rumored that the two have a very good personal relationship. It has to be said that the fate is indeed wonderful.

Under the rule of Huang Daxing, who was generous by nature, the military camp of Guancheng Army was under the rules, and was indulgent and brave.

The atmosphere in the Xingtan Army's barracks was completely different.

He once laughed and said that Huang Daxing was just a reckless man who was ignorant of the style and only knew how to act recklessly. He always regarded himself as a general. Under his influence, the Xingtan army had a group of flags and orderly flags.

On this day, Du Ruoyan sat upright in the central army tent, smiled and waved the letter paper in his hand, and smiled at a confidant who was sitting in the lower head, saying, "Look, look, let's take Huang Daxing, a reckless man, take him an adopted son, and write a letter to show off to me."

Of course, the aide would not really go to take it stupidly, but instead deliberately stretched his neck slightly and said with a pity, "I guess Mr. Huang has to boast about it more than just a mouthful in the letter, right?"

"Isn't it? Listen, it's ridiculous." Du Ruoyan cleared his throat as if exaggeratedly and held the note in front of him, "He is excellent in martial arts but does not rely on his power, but has a pure character but dares to stand up for justice."

"And this one, with a heroic appearance and agile figure. Is this an embroidered pillow?"

The staff member smiled, "It seems that Captain Huang likes this newly adopted son very much!"

Du Ruoyan smiled and put down the note, his expression no longer as joking and exaggerated as before. He sighed, grabbed the teapot on the table and took a big sip, "Do you like it tightly? I like it tightly too if I like it!"

He and Huang Daxing both joined the army at a young age. They are not very young at the age of thirty or forty. They have been an old man who has been in the army for more than twenty years.

During that big change, I was just a big soldier and didn't know anything.

Fortunately, I have never seen the legendary one who was worshipped at first sight, and was willing to follow him, and got over there in a daze.
To be continued...