Everyone was covered with invisible talismans.

Except for those who have reached the level of the Immortal Emperor above the level, the demon cultivators in the team cannot see each other.

Therefore, when climbing the mountain, they could only obey the voice transmission of Feng Jiao and others, avoiding their teammates around them, and avoiding their own people falling down from the hillside before they reached the bandits' nest, causing tragedies that should not have happened.

Fortunately, this mountain is about a thousand meters above sea level and is not very high.

Under the guidance of Feng Jiao and others, the demon cultivator team finally slowly climbed up the hillside, found a place, and hid it quietly, waiting for the signal to launch an attack.

In the black pine forest at the foot of the mountain, the demon emperor Hanxing and the others also went smoothly.

The bandits hiding on the mountain were indeed fooled and wanted to go out to the ground to form a siege of the demon emperor Hanxing, but instead broke into the siege of the demon emperor Hanxing.

Feng Jiao and Ling Yuan and others successfully occupied the bandits' lairs without any effort.

Feng Jiao's plan won a comprehensive victory with an overwhelming advantage.

Now the bandit nest on the mountain has become a temporary camp for the demon soldiers led by the demon emperor Han Xing.

As the sky was getting late, everyone lit the bonfire and prepared to have supper.

Looking at Feng Jiao who was busy cooking, the demon emperor Han Xing couldn't help but feel very happy.

"Miss Fengjiao, according to my previous plan, I was originally planning to sneak into the mountain to attack them in the night tonight. But now, thanks to your clever plan, we took down this group of bandits at least three hours in advance. Otherwise, how could we sit here comfortably and grill and wait for delicious food, and we must still blow the cold wind at the foot of the mountain."

Feng Jiao smiled and said while kneading her face: "This is not a clever plan, it's just a trick."

"Miss Fengjiao, I care more about what we want to eat tonight than those strategies. Look, there are already many soldiers in our team watching here while swallowing their saliva." The demon emperor Han Xing smiled.

"We will eat spicy and sour and sour mutton noodles tonight." Feng Jiao smiled.

"Is that so good!"

Han Xing also knew that Feng Jiao made a sour and sour mutton noodle soup for everyone in order to warm the soldiers.

Seeing his little chef talking to the demon emperor Hanxing, someone's face lengthened a lot. At a glance, he knew that he probably drank a jar of old vinegar from their little chef.

"Cough cough..." Ling Yuan coughed twice at Feng Jiao with the same trick, and indeed attracted the little chef's attention to him again.

Seeing him coughing, Feng Jiao raised her eyes and looked at herself. She put a small bowl of mutton soup that had been cooked, sprinkled with a little chopped green onion, added a little pepper to warm up, dripped two drops of chili oil, and brought it to Ling Yuan: "A Yuan, help me taste the taste."

With the comfort of food, the jealousy on their family's mother, who likes to eat jealousy, should be easier to calm down.

"Okay." Ling Yuan agreed, and smiled and took the small meal she gave him openly from Feng Jiao.

Seeing this, the demon emperor Han Xing, Long Zu, Jiuying and others immediately expressed their dissatisfaction.

"Miss Fengjiao, why..."
Chapter completed!