"hold head high--"

A creature that looked like a combination of fish and human let out a painful cry. The sound was heart-rending and moved people deeply, making them overflowing with compassion.

Yingmeng stabbed the bone sword hard into the monster's abdomen, but it still didn't die and was still struggling fiercely.

Yingmeng stepped on its tail. After looking at it, he found that this monster is quite good-looking, especially the eyes, which are cold moon gray, clear and high-gloss, not bad. Yingmeng commented on this monster, from its moves to

Good appearance. In the end, the monster's struggle gradually became weaker. I don't know whether it was due to excessive blood loss or anger.

Watching it close its eyes forever, Yingmeng pulled out his sword and held it in a sword flower. Humming a tune, he stabbed the monster in the corner that began to disappear with his sword.

Walking against the light, the loose sunlight scattered sparsely on Yingmeng's body, and flowers dripping with blood bloomed at her feet. Her noble and arrogant back was unparalleled in beauty.

Facing the morning light, it is another beautiful day.

Well, behind the beautiful pictures, there are actually pitfalls. The truth is that Yingmeng received an attack from a certain young man with unknown motives last night, and ended up getting lost when she was relaxing outside. However, Yingmeng said to the outside that how could she get lost?

The law changed. Later...that's how the sadness began.

At this time, Yingmeng has already recognized the reality. As a person who can live happily and heartlessly as long as she can't die, she started her own journey of finding a way. Anyway, it's already dawn, so take your time. If it's a big deal, just take it as a big deal.

Take a vacation and spend a quiet day. Anyway, she will always meet someone who can show her the way.

So Yingmeng began to move forward following the smell of food in the air.

Perhaps because of the unique locator that comes with foodies, Yingmeng actually successfully located a cook...

"Xin Xin, why are you here?" After Yingmeng located the target, he excitedly looked at his good brother... the food in front of him. "Have you made anything to eat? I'll test the poison for you!"

Out of trust in Xin Xin's craftsmanship, and Yang's personal rule of thumb, one must be quick when engaging in prostitution, Ying Meng flashed to the table as he spoke, and then...

The excitement on Ying Meng's face froze, and she felt that her tongue no longer looked like her own. If the food cooked by Xian Qing could be eaten, it would probably have this mysterious taste.

"What's going on?!" Yingmeng suddenly thought about Si Xin's usual performance (he would still have to look for Si Xin to eat in the future), and felt that it was necessary to be tactful. "The fish stew was too rotten, and it was broken into dregs.

The pig skin is too soft and has no chewy texture. The pig blood is too loose and falls apart when pinched! Xin Xin, what's wrong with you! Look at these black beans..."

"That's not... Heidou." Xin Xin interrupted Yingmeng, with a mysterious expression on his face.

Ying Meng looked at the things on the chopsticks, and her face was a little ugly... From the beginning to the end, Ying Meng didn't know what she had eaten that day, and she didn't ask...

"You don't cook when you drink, you don't drink when you cook!" Yingmeng's facial muscles trembled slightly, and she always felt that her heart was furry. She changed the topic forcibly, not only wanting to recall the taste just now. To be honest, if it weren't for the lack of materials, she would have already started to give it to herself

The head-changing experiment was carried out.

Unexpectedly, before she finished speaking, Xin Xin picked up an object that looked like...a pastry. "It's delicious!"

Ying Meng was completely stunned. What is going on? No, she wants to save Xin Xin! How can this be delicious? There will definitely be no problem with her sense of taste, and Xin Xin will not be ruined. "Really?

Is it delicious?"

"I have never eaten something so delicious..." Si Xin burst into tears and even used his few poems.

Shadow Dream: "..."

"I'm just telling you, sister Wushuang, I bothered you to go all the way early in the morning just to find fault. You are so well-informed, why don't you come back after asking for more information."

Yingmeng looked at the... cake in his hand, it was probably it, looked at Xin Xin's expression, and then looked at Ming Yue who came out of the kitchen. Afterwards, she realized that this was the Tianzi District... This

What a magical thing.

Wait, Ming Yue is still alive. This doesn’t fit with the style of...!

"Why didn't you expect that I was still alive? Sister Wushuang knocking people unconscious is not a clever trick to kill people and dump their bodies." Ming Yue looked at Ying Meng with a smile and blinked.

Yingmeng was silent for a while, she was a little confused now. "Do you still remember why I knocked you out?"

"Oh haha, aren't you just jealous of me?" As he spoke, he kissed Si Xin's forehead in front of Ying Meng. Seeing Si Xin become famous, Ying Meng was dumbfounded.

What is going on? What does this provocative look mean? What new program did Xian Qing download to her brain? What happened here?

Ming Yue: "Little Yue Ya loves little star (Xinxin) the most!"

Xin Xin: "Little Xingxing too! Little Crescent Moon, um..."

Shadow Dream: "Made... it's such a fulfilling morning."

Ming Yue: "My unparalleled hero will step on the colorful auspicious clouds..."

Yingmeng: "Come and stuff my mouth with dog food!"

Xin Xin: "My goddess pours light into the world..."

Shadow Dream: "Let the cold dog food slap on my face."

"Hey, why is sister Wushuang still here?" Ming Yue covered her face with a shy look. "Do you want to..."

Yingmeng: "...brother, aren't you going to say something?"

Xin Xin: "Hey, brother, you're still here! Come and get some food if you're hungry! Come on, you can pack it up!"

Yingmeng: "..." I forget my friends when I see sex! It turns out that even brothers are unreliable!

Ying Meng finally waited until Ming Yue returned to the kitchen! The half-dead Ying Meng just wanted to pull Si Xin to ask her when he got lost for a night. What happened in the world? Was she broken again, or was she pulled into something?

Weird timing?

As a result, before she could say anything, Xin Xin hugged Ying Meng's shoulders like a brother, looking very grateful. "Thank you, brother, thank you!"

The nerves in Yingmeng's brain that had just been sorted out were ruthlessly twisted into twists. She touched her face, wondering what she had done, or whether she had changed her shell.

After analyzing ten thousand absurd possibilities, Yingmeng finally understood what she had done. It turned out to be the young man in red from before Ming Yue, the chess piece in Xian Qing's hand, who died because of the murder...

...Ah, I see...wait...dead?!

Ying Mengqing nodded coldly, acknowledging the credit. Although her face looked serious, in fact, her brain had fallen into a huge blank, or the blank that converged when nerves died in batches.

She was silent for a while and began to think slowly. Ha, first of all, she knew who did the case of the boy in red with her toes. She must be sick! She plotted against others and then silenced them conveniently, not to mention the boy's death.

It has lowered the average appearance of human beings (no intention of targeting anyone), that person is a typical handsome face and brainless, and always thought that he was voluntary. Oh my god, the dog's mentality is not a little abnormal! Yingmeng thought for a while, this

It seems to be common sense, then she...

"Thanks to you!" Xin Xin nodded and said with a smile. "It must be you. As expected of my brother! It should be Xian Qing who asked you to solve that goal, so you conveniently put up obstacles for me! My friend

I will definitely invite you to the wedding banquet when I get married..."

Yingmeng was silent for a moment. Very good, he killed someone, and finally put the blame on her! What a great plan!

"Stop! Let's talk about the future later. Let's talk about this meal first!" Ying Meng finally found the opportunity to interrupt, interrupting Xin Xin's endless outline of a bright future without even a word of horoscope. "You.

What’s wrong with your sense of taste! Brother, nothing can happen to you!”

"If something happens, you won't have anywhere to eat, right?" Xin Xin laughed softly, and his face changed instantly. "Don't interrupt my feeling! I'm fine, I'm fine!"

"No! Brother, the Xin Xin I know is a noble artist. He can even give accurate evaluations and suggestions for improvement of the best food." Ying Meng saw that Xin Xin seemed to be back to normal, and touched his forehead.

She broke into a cold sweat and breathed a sigh of relief. It was great. Let her bear the uncontrollable pain alone (the long-term meal ticket was not lost). "And now... would normal people put minced meat in... sweet cakes?!"
Chapter completed!