Another amazing knife work, completely shocked a group of laymen.

The elite demons couldn't help but look at themselves, comparing them to the clean skeleton, and couldn't help but tremble.

This lightning-fast sword technique, if it falls on you, I am afraid that you can only break it with force.

Originally, I was just expecting Yevre Venna's gluttonous food, but I inadvertently felt a little more recognized.

Under the gaze of dozens of pairs of eyes with different expressions, Yevre Ven was not moved by external objects, and still sliced and pickled in an orderly manner.

Half an hour later, the sweaty Yevre Wen presented the invincible red hot pot to the elite demons who were eager to wear it.

Standing respectfully in front of the tsundere four-armed demon, he personally served the greedy ghost who was extremely happy.

Sometimes they help to change the dipping sauce, and sometimes they remind which parts of the meat need to be blanched for how long.

It wasn't until the tsundere four-armed demon commanded that he sat on the stone bench with half his ass.

"Chef Lei, your hot pot is really a must, beyond words. Seeing how you want to talk and stop, do you want to ask something?"

The tsundere four-armed demon looked at the bulging belly, reluctantly looked away from the hot pot, and only then did he start talking to Yevre Wen.

"My lord, please forgive the villain for being presumptuous! The villain joined the Mad Scale Organization on the first day, and I don't know what taboos need to be paid attention to, and the little one is afraid that he will get into trouble unintentionally. ”

Yevre Ven asked cautiously with a sincere face.

"Well, it's also a well-known thing, so I'll talk to you about it. ”

"The five leaders are high, and you've seen them. The Great Leader is a strong force and rules everything. Don't bother with some trivial things. As for the second and fourth chiefs, they are responsible for external expeditions and internal picketing......"

The Tsundere Four-Armed Demon unhurriedly informed the common news within the organization.

And Yevre Wen listened obediently, asking other questions from time to time.

.......

Time passed bit by bit, and the tsundere four-armed demon and the rest of the elite demons who had eaten with round stomachs also got up and left, leaving a mess in the air.

Yevre Wen was still sitting alone on the stone bench, slowly sorting out what he had just seen.

There are still contradictions between the leaders, especially between the three leaders and the direct leader of the tsundere four-armed demon, the fat five leaders, there has always been friction between large and small sizes.

As for the elite demons, there are also many factions, and some of them even fight privately between them from time to time.

There is also a lot of estrangement between the members of the old organization and the new members.

Yevre Ven was extremely glad about this.

If it weren't for his superb cooking skills, I am afraid that he would still be struggling in the quagmire of cannon fodder.

Not to mention being able to meet a few leaders and make friends with the Tsundere Four-Armed Demon and this large group of elite demons.

It is estimated that for the sake of the face of the food, it can also reduce the tribulation.

It's better to be your own chef with peace of mind, and to do a good job of cooking conscientiously, so that several leaders can't do without themselves, that's fine.

As for quietly entering the storage space, the essence of the more than two hundred pounds of Mortal Rank Upper Realm ingredients were all floating clouds, which were not worth mentioning.

Standing up, no longer thinking about it, beckoning a group of demon chefs who didn't dare to approach, swaying around the messy battlefield.

After cleaning up, seeing that the Scar Hercules who had gone out had not returned, and that he couldn't ask some things he wanted to ask, Yevre Wen slowly left the open-air kitchen and wandered around.

After wandering around for a while, Yevre Wen, who had not noticed anything unusual, suddenly stopped.

Curiously looking at a group of embarrassed mortal rank middle realm demons, led by a few elite demons who had just met, they walked towards the location of the treasure chest in a mess, and couldn't help but step forward to greet them.

"Brother, what are you doing here?"

"Chef Lei, isn't this the second leader's plan to use a secret method to track down that thing that suddenly disappeared, it takes a lot of blood, these useless scum, of course you have to make some contributions!"

One of them, a bone demon covered in pimples, responded enthusiastically to Yevre Ven.

This guy, Yevre Wen is quite impressed.

It's not that he's really ugly, and it's unforgettable.

The main thing is that it is unbearable at the dinner table, which is simply gluttonous in the world, which makes the chef who serves it full of pride.

"A lot of blood? So why don't these guys toss at all?"

Yevre Van lowered his voice and whispered in his ear.

"Hahaha, Chef Lei, what kind of blood sacrifice is there! It just needs a lot of fresh blood, and it won't kill people, so it's weak for a while at most. Otherwise....."

The strange ugly bone demon smiled indifferently, not caring at all about the angry, unwilling, and remorseful gaze behind him.

"Looking at Chef Lei's expression, it seems that he is going to take a look?"

"Just take a look, it's just a little curious. I don't know if I have the honor to see the second leader's tricks. ”

Yevre Ven's face was full of curiosity, and he almost engraved that little bit of caution on his face.

"Well, let's go together, anyway, you've seen a few leaders, so you shouldn't be able to pick people up. ”

The Strange Ugly Bone Demon hesitated slightly, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he seemed to be still reminiscing about the deliciousness of the invincible red hot pot, or subconsciously nodded.

"Then trouble the elder brother, if you really don't allow the visit, then the younger brother will withdraw immediately, and definitely don't cause trouble to the elder brother. ”

Yevre Vin patted his chest and swore a promise.

Then, Yevre Wen followed the strange ugly bone demon step by step, and at the same time chatted with the rest of the elite demons, and gradually approached the haunting pit with the team.

"Stop! Bring these guys over there, it's going to take a while. ”

A tall and strong four-armed demon greeted him, casually greeting the strange ugly bone demon, and at the same time did not forget to look at Yevre Ven deeply.

"Isn't this Chef Lei, also here to open your eyes?"

The tall four-armed demon walked over with a comfortable expression, and a subtle light flashed in his deep eyes.

"Hello adults, it's not like it's not after making a hot pot, there's nothing to do, wandering all the way, I just happened to meet old buddies, and I was curious for a while....."

Lowering his head, facing the second leader whom he had only met for a short time, Yevre Wen did not dare to be careless.

"Chef Lei was a member of the Death Scythe before, so he must have seen that treasure chest!"

There was a hint of inexplicable flavor in the plain tone of the tall four-armed demon.

"Yes, I also tugged at the metal chain with the other members at the time. ”

Yevre Ven felt that something was wrong, and his heart was cold, and he carefully considered his words.

"That treasure chest is too heavy, and nearly a thousand demons are helpless against it, it's like falling to the ground. ”

Speaking of this, Yevre Ven paused, hesitated, and continued to tell the truth.

"When the adults arrived, there was also a white light that soared into the sky inexplicably, like a giant pillar standing up to the sky. It's just that the white light came suddenly, and it went quickly, and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye. ”

"Chef Lei, that's all you know?"

The eyes of the tall four-armed demon were like electricity, and he did not let go of any fluctuations in Yevre Wen's face.

"Adult, the small one is just a mortal middle realm, where can I participate in any secrets!"

Yevre Wen looked aggrieved and respectful, and his poor green eyes were full of puzzlement.

"Oh, Chef Ray, you're watching from the sidelines. Remember, don't make a loud noise, if you affect the secret skills of the second leader, your cooking skills will not be able to save you. ”

The tall four-armed demon looked solemn, reminded him carefully, and then turned around and left.

"Huhu, this guy! I have a grudge against him, is it inherently incompatible? Or is it that the previous deeds have been exposed?.....

Yevre Ven's expression returned to normal, slowly raised his head, quickly flashed to the side, and continued to observe carefully.

But the little heart that has never calmed down, the cold sweat behind it, is like a shadow, lingering.

"It's better to be careful, who knows if these guys have any means to go back in time. ”

During the silent sympathy, Yevre Vin secretly poured a trace of spiritual power into the storage ring, preparing it casually just in case.

After a while, a large number of former Death Scythe members were escorted over, and under the watchful eye of a large number of elite demons, the crows stood silently in black and pressed to the ground.

Yevre Van looked at the eyes of remorse, annoyance, unwillingness, and cowering, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

"Sure enough, the weak have no human rights! At a glance, it is full of guys from the middle realm of the mortal realm. But who made you not have enough use value!"

"If there is a place like New Oriental and Lanxiang, learn some skills, why is it so!"

Suddenly, a large number of elite demons, surrounded by several leaders, strode towards them.

Jevre Ven immediately bent over and remained motionless.

But the sincere little eyes still calmly looked directly at the leaders who were gradually approaching.

"Good luck to the leaders!"

The other four leaders only glanced at each other, and then hurried straight to the pit.

Only the fat five leaders smiled slightly, nodded in friendly greetings, and then strode forward as well.

Yevre Wen slowly straightened his back, his face solemn.

It seems that this secret technique is not simple!

Unexpectedly, all the staff were dispatched, and it was a big battle.

I saw the five leaders standing still one by one, surrounding the deep pit, forming a five-pointed star.

A large number of elite demons suddenly drew their knives, and a large area of dazzling sword light flashed, like a little star, all with serious expressions of vigilance.

At the same time, the unwilling members of the former Death Scythe, under the pressure of the flickering cold light, lined up in dozens of columns, quickly cutting their wrists and bleeding.

The blood was flowing, and in a short time, dozens of huge stone jars were full.

Looking at the former members of the Death Scythe with pale faces and visibly weakened bodies, Yevre Ven felt his hairs stand on end.

Even though the body of the chameleon was covered in thin scales, there was not a single hair at all.

The huge stone jar was quickly carried to the front of the deep pit, and under the orders of the two leaders, it was poured into it en masse.

The sound of the waterfall crashed heavily against the rough ground, and the overwhelming blue, like a sharp knife, pierced Yevre Ven's eyes.

Yevre Vin stared at the second leader, his round green eyes wide, and he didn't let go of his every move.

The second leader, who was a little weird, took out a black bone joint less than two inches from the leather armor, and whispered something with a solemn expression.

Yevre Wen, who boasted that his ears and eyes were several times sharper, could not hear the muffled voice at all.

Suddenly, with a stab from the two leaders of Yin and Han, endless blood gushed out from his left wrist and fell straight into the blue pit.

The black bone joints suddenly shone brightly, and a black light as thick as ink enveloped the deep pit, and then sank rapidly.

A faint grunt sounded in the ears of the attentive Jevre Ven.

The black light gradually faded, but there were countless faint gray shadows shuttling back and forth, which was a bit of a hundred ghosts walking at night.

A gust of wind howled, causing the temperature at the scene to drop suddenly.

Yevre Ven couldn't help but clench his arms, always feeling that there was an invisible figure wandering around.

"Patrol!"

Suddenly, the second leader of Yin Han, who had just stopped the heavy bleeding, had a blue face and shouted violently.

The black light disappeared completely, and countless illusory gray shadows surged all around, and after a period of shuttling back and forth, they quickly spread around.

In the blink of an eye, it covered the entire Guluo tribe and gradually extended into the distance.

Jevre Ven, whose little heart was pounding, unconsciously clenched his fists and hugged his arms tighter and tighter.

Holding his breath, he looked around calmly, but he didn't notice any movement from the elite demons, and he still guarded the surroundings cautiously.