Wen Sheng was in trouble in the kitchen after all.

Master has everything in his kitchen, and the ingredients are fresh and rare.

but!

But she won't use this kind of pot!

The system watched Wen Sheng drill wood to make fire for half an hour, and couldn't help but speak.

[Or what if you waste a small report and replace it with the fire control technique?]

Wen Sheng: "..."

Silence, but compromise.

"good."

Learning the art of fire control will be useful in the future.

As a result, the next second, a yellow booklet fell into Wen Sheng's hands.

The three words "Fire Control Technique" above are dazzling red.

Wen Sheng:???

There was indeed no pie falling from the sky.

Although the fire control technique is small, you must lay a solid foundation and start from scratch!

She understands.

Wen Sheng remembered the awkward and difficult mantra very quickly.

In any case, it is always better to think of "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

However, for a long time, the primary fire control technique has been considered to be completed.

The heat rises and the noodles are put into the pot.

Wen Sheng had been working on the mental construction for a long time and decided to change the medicine for Pei Yan.

Although I died in front of my junior brother, I can’t let my junior brother suffer to death because of my own fear of socializing.

Wen Sheng took a deep breath and walked towards the study.

Pei Yan was still tied up by the immortal lock, and he was lying on the bed like a silkworm pupa.

Those peach blossom eyes still shine with unyielding feelings.

Wen Sheng stopped cheering herself up this time, and walked to the bed in silence, showing an expression of looking at death.

Sighed deeply.

Pei Yan: “…”

He is a mortal, but he is the reincarnation of a demon god.

So I have seen many so-called immortals.

He was full of benevolence, righteousness and morality, and wanted to kill him and save the people, but no one was willing to do it himself.

He pushed and snatched it, and then he escaped and survived.

But... like this...

He was obviously seriously injured and fell into the opponent, so he should be ready to die.

"Call..." Wen Sheng moved his lips and finally said nothing.

He pulled Pei Yan's clothes silently.

Master didn't know what medicine he used, the scars were healed, and even the fatal wound on his chest was no longer so ferocious.

Wen Sheng's hands were gentle and his mood slowly calmed down.

But the boy suddenly spoke: "No need to pretend or pretend."

The tone is cold and terrifying.

Pei Yan disdained.

There are many people who pretend to be nice to him and force him to commit suicide.

As soon as he finished speaking, the girl in front of him screamed and ran away in a hurry.

Pei Yan: “…”

"Oh."

Pei Yan laughed out loud, his eyes full of self-deprecating.

How could a good person be willing to approach him?

If he survives today, he will definitely take over this hypocritical world of cultivation in the future.

He will definitely avenge the revenge of killing his father and mother!

Tianxu Sect!

Pei Yan recited these three words silently.

Every time he dreams of these three words, he can't breathe when he is covered with blood pressure.

The rapid footsteps interrupted Pei Yan's surging murderous intent.

The person who had just escaped hastily is back.

Holding the noodles in your hands.

"Have a meal."

Two words, the tone is very cold.

But the middle energy is insufficient.

Like a paper tiger.

Pei Yan looked at Wen Sheng and said nothing.

"You are seriously injured! Master has saved you!"

"I untied the lock of the immortals, you have to eat obediently!"

"Don't do anything with me! I warn you, I'm very awesome!"

Wen Sheng used a few exclamation marks to cover up his inner panic.

When I talked, I didn't look up at all.

But after a long time there was no response, Wen Sheng couldn't help but look up and gritted his teeth: "Have you heard it?"

【…】

The baby is out of rescue!

I have practiced this threatening word many times in the kitchen.

It's still soft when it says it.

Pei Yan: “…”

It seems to be threatened.

But not exactly.

Not sure...think again.

It's terrible to hear the sheng.

I don't understand. I'll give you a letter.

"Um."

When Wen Sheng cheered himself again, the young young man in front of him snorted and nodded.

Wen Sheng breathed a sigh of relief and felt relieved.

After doing it, he took away the Immortal Lock.

The boy who lost his restraint quickly picked up the dagger and held it in his hand.

Wen Sheng:???

Does she look like a bad guy?

"Eat...Eat." Wen Sheng pushed the noodles to Pei Yan, affectionate and serious.

Pei Yan remained unmoved.

Although he was sitting on the bed, his muscles were tight and he was vigilant.

Who knows whether this meal is poisonous or not?

Wen Sheng: "..."
To be continued...