Chapter 185: The White Moonlight of the School Bully (End)
Ripple was a little stunned when he heard Black Mist's answer, however, after hearing his next sentence, he was angry and just wanted to rush back and kill him.
The black mist man sniffed the lotus petals in his palm, and said in Ling Yi's voice and tone: "The little red lotus is fragrant, I really want to eat it, but unfortunately the little red lotus won't let me, and I'm hungry." ”
Then, he took a bite of the lotus petal, chewed it, and swallowed it in his stomach.
The black mist man then looked at the chaotic ruins below, and with a wave of his hand, the sky was covered with dark clouds, lightning and thunder.
Those who participated in the design of Ling Yi and Ye Huan all died under this thunderbolt, and his figure gradually faded.
In the raging flames, the woman's beautiful face was slightly hideous, and the crimson light around her flickered like flames.
Ripple couldn't feel the consciousness of that petal anymore, and she knew that it had become the belly of a certain black mist.
Rhubarb hung in the air, the cat's body trembled, and it looked as if it was frightened.
Meow! Not only did it sell cuteness to the black fog, but it was also raised for a while, and it wasn't eaten again, which was so terrifying that it scared the cat to death!
One person and one cat are thinking about their own things.
I don't know how long it took, but a voice as clear as water sounded, "Next plane." ”
……
"Cuihua, hurry up, adults are going to get ready for dinner."
The middle-aged woman's shouting brought back the ripples she had just wore, and she subconsciously replied instinctively according to her body: "Okay." ”
After the delicate voice came out, the ripples froze.
Is Cuihua's name calling her?
She looked around, this was probably the kitchen of a wealthy family in ancient times.
At this moment, she was standing in front of the stove, holding a spatula in her right hand and seasoning in her left hand, and she was wearing a dusty coarse cloth garment.
Ripples trembled, and she became a cook!
She, who had only cooked a bowl of porridge in the previous plane, actually wanted to cook for someone?
Gassy! I can't bear to be angry!
She wants to kill that adult who doesn't know which one came out of nowhere!
"Cuihua, are you okay? If the hour is delayed, the adult will punish him......"
The middle-aged woman appeared at the door of the kitchen, urging urgently, and then thought of something terrible, and her face was panicked.
The cook clenched the spatula, gritted her teeth and said, "Good right away!" ”
With a wooden face, she mechanically turned the braised pork in the pot, and after arranging it according to the chaotic memories of her body, she handed it to the middle-aged woman.
Fortunately, this was the last dish, and after the ripples were fried, he sat on the small bench in the kitchen, closed his eyes, and began to sort out his memories.
The original owner was an orphan, who had been rolling in the beggars since she was a child, and on a snowy day when she was about to freeze to death, she was rescued by Yuwensi, the third prince of the Great Min Kingdom.
Carefully taught by Yubunji, trained to be a secret guard killer, the original owner has no name, he named her, no heart.
Unintentionally became the best knife in the hands of Yubunji, eradicating dissidents for him and eliminating all difficulties.
On the road to the throne, Yuwensi's biggest competitors are the eldest prince Yuwenyan and the fourth prince Yuwen'an.
Today's prime minister is in a high position and power, and if he can get his support, it will be easy to get the throne, but he will not help anyone and remain neutral.
If it's just that, it doesn't matter, but the Prime Minister likes to do things and has ruined several major events in Yubunji.
Unable to bear it, Ubunji sent his sharpest knife, unintentionally, to kill the prime minister.
But this prime minister is not close to women, he is extremely resourceful, and the masters who protect him are like clouds, and there are almost no weaknesses.
Except for one, everyone knew that the prime minister had anorexia, and the chefs in the house changed batch after batch.