My name is Little Oil Lamp, my dream is to become a formal god, become handsome and rich, and set foot on the pinnacle of life, I never expected that one day I met a brute, he absorbed my power, let me from the alternate god to the alternate apprentice god again, I swear that I will never go to fulfill my wish again in this life.

Once again, I didn't expect that today, I met this brute again.

We met again in the vast sea of people, and I have to say, this is really fate, no, evil!

The little oil lamp, like the poor people who had been persecuted before, met the main stream of the land, the hooligans, and he could not do it, so he immediately repented, and this wish must be given, or he might be able to harm me.

People had to bow their heads under the eaves, he was cowardly, Qin Fen was speechless, what about the swear? This year, his vows are really the same as farting, and he once swore that he would no longer want to go to a big health care because he had no money, but now, he really wants to go! It is said to be a mysterious place with a lot of fun.

"I'm not happy to meet an acquaintance, others don't have a wish, you have to give!" The little oil lamp is bitter in his heart, reserved for your sister, he can't figure out what he has done to lose his conscience, and he fell into the hands of Chef Qin, is there still humanity?

"How many?" Qin Fen was a little curious, he had a question since he was a child, why only three wishes?

"Unlimited!" It's okay to have a small oil lamp, you want to be limited and you have to agree with the other party, in his heart, Qin Fen is a demon god, and talking about conditions with the demon god is an idiot behavior.

"Unlimited? What about your principles? Didn't you say three of them?" Qin Fen was speechless, his childhood collapsed. No matter how you look at it, this thing doesn't look like a god, it's obviously a sycophant. Either that's speculative. This is an intention for me. Otherwise, how could he be so easy to speak? What is it called. Nothing to do, be courteous, either treacherous or thief.

Do you want a face? Principle? The little oil lamp has an urge to hit the wall, you have driven me to a dead end, and you are embarrassed to talk to me about principles. It's a pity that you can't say that, "We know each other, this is a discount!" ”

This god is a bit weird, but now it's not WeChat, you can see people's mental activities. After the small oil lamp was downloaded, the chat history was also deleted, as for before the fusion again, sorry for the bad signal at that time, I couldn't receive it. Qin Fen didn't know what he had done to him at all, and at the same time, he didn't want to know.

The chef just asked, what can this product do?

Facing the kitchen, Qin Fen was lazy, yes. It's true that he's a chef, but he's a single dog. It's really annoying to cook your own meal, and you have to wash the dishes after eating, which is troublesome.

"You cook me a meal!" The chef said it as a matter of course, it was not so utilitarian, and he wanted to be the king of the world as soon as he came up, and he felt that he would try the ability of this product so as not to make jokes.

"I won't!" The little oil lamp told the truth, he is a god and not a cook, and he doesn't even need to eat your sister's food.

You are embarrassed to say that you are a god, Qin Fen despises it very much, I have never seen it in Journey to the West, although it can't guarantee the taste, but at least it's not convenient.

"I don't need you to provide materials, I bring my own, you made it for me, change it!"

"No way!"

Qin Fen had an urge to throw it out with the oil lamp, you can't cook, can you still be expected to take care of the lives of the majority of otaku?

"Then you resurrect my deceased grandfather, I want to meet him." Qin Fen couldn't do this anyway, he estimated that the current six realms couldn't do it, because it hadn't been completely rebuilt.

"Resurrection, love, I can't do it!" The little oil lamp is bitter in his heart, but Lao Tzu is a candidate god, not a god.

"Then you're a piece of shit!" Qin Fen was very helpless, there was still some leftover rice yesterday, so it would be good to fry some fried rice.

The little oil lamp almost didn't choke to death, you're a piece of shit, a piece of shit. That's right, he's really a waste now, except for communicating with people, it's just playing some tricks, doing magic tricks or something, and nothing else is really good, unless, unless the chef returns his popularity to him.

But as soon as the chef said this, the little oil lamp was full of hurt, and it was really wise to swear that he would not meet his wishes, but unfortunately, he had to bow his head to Qin Fen, and Qin Fen had to know that he was somewhat valuable, otherwise even if he didn't destroy him and collect him, no one cared about him for hundreds or thousands of years, and the little oil lamp couldn't survive it himself.

"That, in fact, I'm still very useful, you'll know this later!" The little oil lamp said meaningfully.

"Oh! Can you come out then? Let me see. As soon as the other party's words came out, the chef smiled weirdly, I see, it's really a waste, no wonder it's only three thousand merits, and it's not as good as meow. Qin Fen was a little curious, he didn't have any worries about this weak chicken god, he could kill him with his backhand.

The little oil lamp's heart was resistant, but unfortunately, he really didn't dare to disobey Qin Fen's request, and with a bang, a large puff of white smoke came out of the mouth of the oil lamp, and then, and then Qin Fen looked at this little fat man who was only a little more than one meter and four meters with a bewildered expression.

What the hell is the god of lights? You're fooling me! Qin Fen's childhood collapsed again.

The little fat man looked at the surrounding environment and the chef was also dumbfounded, could this be the home of the demon god, it is really not mainstream!

He glanced at the sofa, this bed is so small, it seems that the demon god is not good, it is not as good as his room.

He despised it very much, and Xiao Douding standing at his feet despised it even more, who is this two hundred and five? Weaker than the little demon, how can you mix in the heavenly court? No, he can't mix it up in Heaven, this is the little monster from the poor countryside, the transformation is very standard, but the appearance is too frustrating.

"You're a little oil lamp!" Qin Fen asked.

The little fat man nodded, it turned out that this was the demon god, his eyes flashed and looked at Qin Fen, although he was not like the descendants of those divine beasts of Xiaodouding, but he also saw that the chef was not simple, and there seemed to be a very terrifying and mysterious aura around him, he looked at it and found that the chef's body seemed to be emitting golden light, just like the sun.

That's right, Sun Xingjun's, this is like the rhythm of the gods, but it's a little different, the chef's side seems to be a little cold, and ordinary people can't feel it, but as an alternate god, well, the alternate of the apprenticeship, he feels a coldness from the soul.

Xiaodouding was also confused, I went, six markers, Yinshan Emperor, it knows those words, his master is silent and part-time, Nima's.

For Qin Fen, Xiao Zhenzi has long stopped complaining, this is an animal.

Ignoring the little fat man, Qin Fen fried rice, took out a plate and rinsed it with water.

As soon as he packed the meal, he turned his head and almost vomited, the little fat man looked at the faucet with a curious face, and shouted in his heart, incredible, you can get out of the water, just pull it, it can be retracted and released freely, it is really a great mana, and it is worthy of being the home of the demon god.

He looked at Qin Fen in a ghostly manner, and then at the faucet, taking advantage of the chef's inattention, he quietly stretched out his hand, pulled it, and the water came out with a roar, and then closed it, pulled it again, and closed it again. "Haha, I found the secret of this, cold water on the left, hot water on the right, I'm a genius!"

You're a pig! Qin Fen glanced at the fat man who was screaming. (To be continued.) )