The emperor's imperial chef came in person, and raised his hand to make a big iron pot, "Boy, if you can be taken away by my iron pot, you can die and be blind." "The chef is confident. He is a close confidant of the Lord of the Empire, and he is also a super chef, and his magic weapons are related to kitchen tools, such as kitchen knives, cutting boards, spoons, etc.

Especially the iron pot, which is a good thing that he must have at home, and countless people have died under the iron pot.

"That man is not simple, he can make the master sacrifice the iron pot. One of the chef's apprentices laughed.

"You can go and try what he can do, and I'm sure you won't be disappointed. After all, our junior brother died at his hands. The second apprentice said.

"That's it. Shizun made a move, and there was no reason why he couldn't kill him. The first apprentice said again.

"Isn't that nonsense. The entire tribe, except for Concubine Xiang, everyone else can be killed. Your Majesty will not blame the Master. The second apprentice said.

The imperial chef was listening to the discussion between the two apprentices, and he didn't feel anything different. Because what they say is the truth. Some people are mediocre and worthless, so if they die, they will die. "I'm a celebrity in front of Your Majesty. Say yes, except for the Ninety-Five, who dares to order me. The imperial chef said in his heart.

"Look, that man has hit the iron pot of the master. The first apprentice of the imperial chef exclaimed.

"Nani, Master's iron pot has been knocked flying. Ridiculous, how did he do it. The second apprentice also said.

Even the chef himself was a little incredulous. "Your small tribe is really capable, and the old man is impressed with you. The Imperial Chef said unhappily. The iron pot is one of his common magic weapons, and he rarely misses, but today he ......

"Come back. ”

The imperial chef threw his sleeves and grabbed the iron pot. "Huh?" He fixed his eyes and saw that the iron pot had a gap, which was obviously destroyed by Meng Erdan. It's not simple, it's not simple. The Imperial Chef was worried. "I already look up to you, but I'm still a little underestimated. That being the case, the old man had no choice but to make a painful killing move and take your life. Concubine Xiang, Qian Long Sword, and Beast Snail Sword are all His Majesty's. "The Imperial Chef has made a decision. Teng! The imperial kitchen came out of the ground, and the waves exploded, and the ten directions were slaughtered.

"What's the matter with that kid. The first apprentice of the imperial chef asked.

He said he was a descendant of the Fury Winds. The second apprentice of the imperial chef said.

"Fury, do you know what that is. ”

"I don't know, maybe it's a small clan that has disappeared for a long time, and it doesn't deserve our attention. ”

"But the master is paying attention!"

"So that's where the weirdness goes. ”

The two apprentices of the imperial kitchen couldn't stop talking, and they didn't know where the Fufeng clan was worthy of master's action. "The empire is vast, there are countless large and small tribes, and the surrounding tribes are dotted around, and we don't know it's understandable. However, Shizun is different, he is a close confidant of His Majesty, and he should relieve His Majesty's worries, and he knows many mysterious things that we do not know. ”

"If you know what you shouldn't know, you're going to lose your head. ”

"Well, let's wait and see how Master Zun kills that madman from the Raging Wind Clan. ”

"Crazy, is he really crazy, you can't underestimate him. ”

"No, it won't. His eyes were clear, and his hair was flying. ”

The two disciples of the Imperial Kitchen were still hotly discussed, and they were not at all worried about the comfort of the master. In the Empire, no one but the Emperor could harm the Imperial Cook. Otherwise, you are looking for death, and you can't get along with the emperor. The emperor was hungry, and no one could afford it.

Concubine Xiang held the Qian Dragon Sword, her eyes flickered, "Imperial Chef, Meng Erdan, and the mysterious person hidden in the sea of life of Meng Erdan." Your purpose is nothing but me. What should I do, do I have to follow the imperial chef to see the emperor, maybe I won't be able to come back. Do you want to ask the master for help? ”

The master of the minister marrying the snail and the concubine is very human, and he travels to the famous Sichuan monuments, and he is a master of the world. And when he became famous, everyone in the pseudo-mother world knew him. The surname is Wei, and the name is Junzhi.

Wei Junzhi, who became a famous pseudo-mother hundreds of years ago, has long since retired and does not ask about the pseudo-mother's world. Holding an iron sword, he is called the Iron Gentleman.

An iron gentleman, with an unedged sword, weighs eight hundred and seventy-two pounds and is four feet long. Compared with the Qian Long Sword and the Beast Snail Sword, the Iron Gentleman Sword is almost not famous, but it also depends on who holds the sword. The iron sword is in the hands of Wei Junzhi, like a divine weapon, invincible in the world.

Before, Concubine Xiang used the "Qianlong Holy Corpse" to unseal the quasi-holy corpse qi in the sword, turned into the image of a saint, held the Heavenly Sword, and stood beside her. Without the order of Concubine Xiang, the statue of the saint will not be easy to move.

"Go and help the Imperial Chef kill Meng Erdan. ”

Concubine Xiang said suddenly. He has made up his mind not to keep his former lover anymore, because Erdan's (silenced) jaw can never go back to the past, and he is no different from ordinary people, and he is no longer small. Toothpicks and the like are Xiangfei's favorites.

Since she was an ordinary person, Concubine Xiang had no choice but to kill Erdan.

Rise!

The statue of the saint escaped from the ground, and when it was, the corpse burst out, like boiling oil rolling in the snow. "Love is a light, and the hearts of green people are panicked. "When the holy words burst out, I saw that under the sword net, of course the net was green, full of forgiveness.

While!

Meng Erdan kicked the iron pot of the imperial kitchen, "Concubine Xiang, you dare to green me." Erdan said angrily.

"Son, be calm. With the blessing of green light, you can grow better. Auntidan Fury Wind laughed, "Haven't I also been greened by the Bad Language?" You are my descendant, and you should be responsible. ”

Meng Erdan was annoyed at the time, but because of Aunt Lidan's face, it was not easy to make trouble.

"When I became a demon, there was no Buddha in the world. I wish to cross the world and all men will become pseudo-mothers. The Demon Longbow burst out with tens of thousands of demonic lights, swirling into the sky, like ink spreading out, staining the sky black.

The green sword net exploded and was sliced to pieces by the magic light. The statue of the saint also retreated, "It's not good, I was almost crossed and became that pseudo-mother." "The image of the saint is in the dark. He was condensed from corpse qi, sword qi, and the severed arm of a quasi-saint. "The Furious Wind Clan, why did they appear here again when they should have disappeared? Is it because of the sunglasses? ”

According to legend, in order to get the treasure "sunglasses", the aunt of the Angry Wind clan did not hesitate to betray the family and defected to the Burning Pseudo-Niang Army. Then he was sealed by his lover who was too bad and the style of language and other powers.

"Gu Li Dan, is it Gu Li Dan, that kid's soul hidden in the sea of life. "The image of the saint has his eyes fixed on Meng Erdan. You can't see through the layers of magic light.

The Pingtian Sword was screaming, as if it couldn't bear the magic light. "Ah, that's!" said the statue of the saint. He saw an unforgettable scene. Half of the warriors in the tribe are determined by the magic light, and they are extremely pious, and their faces are engraved with the word "mother". Apparently she was turned into a pseudo-mother.

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

"The pseudo-mother is in charge, don't talk about the old man. ”

"This world belongs to the pseudo-mother, the big Dior beauty is good. ”

"We are all big Dior beauties. ”

The warriors who were transformed into pseudo-mothers turned around and attacked their original companions, without mercy. When he landed, there were screams and blood. "Bastard, stop, stop. Concubine Xiang's father said angrily, "Why kill each other, stop it." ”

"Patriarch, I've always loved you. Steeply, the leader of the patriarch's most important think tank smiled, his left face engraved with the word "pseudo", and his right face tattooed with the word "mother".

"Nani, my military advisor has also become a pseudo-mother. The patriarch was shocked.

Burst!

A blade pierced the patriarch's lungs, and blood poured out. The patriarch was incredulous, "You, even if you have become a pseudo-mother, why do you ......"

"Why did I want to kill you? ”

"I don't understand. ”

"Because I am a man sent by His Majesty. Can you understand that? ”

"His Majesty the Emperor is really calculating!" the patriarch waved his palm, bang, and slashed the military division. "I will not give my daughter to him, and I will not die. ”

"Patriarch, I forgot to tell you that this sword was also given to me by His Majesty, and it is poisonous. The military advisor said again. "You don't live for half a day, enjoy the few hours you have, and count us as acquaintances. I used to be a base old, but today I have become a pseudo-mother, is this fate? The military advisor raised his head sharply and glanced at the sky. "Imperial Chef, you shouldn't have come. Since you're here, don't go. ”

Rise!

The military advisor joined his sword and stood up, his robes hunted and danced, and his sword aura soared through the black clouds. "Chef, die. ”

"It's you, Osu Ichipachi. The imperial chef suddenly remembered a person, this gentleman was the former head chef and won the trust of the emperor, but one day he suddenly disappeared.

"Yes, it's me, my name is Osu Jihachi. The military advisor smiled, "I came by the emperor's order, and after many years of hibernity, I finally want to go back." And you are an obstacle and have to kill. ”

"Osu Sick Eight!"

"Yes, it's him, he's the former Imperial Chef. It is said that he was given death by His Majesty, why did he stay in this desolate place. ”

The two apprentices of the contemporary imperial chef were shocked. If they don't cultivate enough, even if they come forward, they will be killed by two generations of imperial chefs, and they have no power to fight back.

"Or don't mess with them. ”

"I believe that the master will not blame us. ”

The two apprentices of the imperial kitchen flew downward, submerged in the magic light, and took the initiative to become a pseudo-mother. This is to protect one's life, not to send oneself to death.

The minister married the snail was originally a pseudo-mother, and was not affected by the magic light, "When did Meng Erdan become so powerful, he can cross hundreds of warriors, and they all become pseudo-mothers." Even if the master came, it didn't have that much impact. ”

However, what the minister didn't know was that he and Concubine Xiang's master Wei Junzhi really came, but they hid and did not show up. Along with Wei Junzhi is Sen Ji, who is also a retired person in the pseudo-Niang world, and has a reversible relationship with Wei Junzhi, and is in the same life and death.

"Junzhi, how long do we have to hide? Mori Ji said unhappily, "Also, why are you hiding?" If we show up, we will have to bow down to any imperial chef and Meng Erdan. ”

"Fellow Daoists, rest easy. Wei Junzhi said with a smile, "It's not that Poor Dao doesn't want to come forward, but he is entrusted by others." ”

"Who, with such a big face, can call you. Mori Ji said unhappily.

"You still don't know the man's name. Otherwise, there is a fatal disaster. Wei Junzhi said.

"Are you scaring me. Sen Ji snorted, "In today's pseudo-girl world, who can kill me!"

"He and we are not people of the same era. Wei Junzhi said suddenly.

"Nani is not a man of his time. Mori Hime exclaimed, "You mean he's ......"

"It's good that you and I know it. Wei Junzhi said.

"No wonder you took out the Iron Gentleman too. Morihime said.

"The iron sword has no edge, and it is only used for self-protection. Wei Junzhi said with a smile.

"Daoyou said and laughed, if the iron gentleman is a regular sword, there is no sword in the world. Morihime said.

Two pseudo-mothers who have been in seclusion for hundreds of years are hiding in the shadows, talking quietly, not knowing what they are planning. Suddenly, Wei Junzhi's body spun around, and with a bang, the iron sword was unsheathed and slashed steeply to the back. The majestic sword qi suddenly swung away, urging the waves of qi in the ten directions.

"All swords are in vain. ”

Suddenly, a pseudo-mother appeared, standing behind Wei Junzhi and Sen Ji. He replaced the sword with his sleeve, flicked upward, cut through the surging sword qi, and dissolved it to the end.

"Two seniors, why are you hiding. The new puppet girl laughed.

"Are you ......" Wei Junzhi's eyes flickered.

"Who he is. Morihime was also confused. Neither of them knew who the new puppet was.

Although the two big puppet girls have retired, they secretly still care about any major events that happen in the puppet girl world and rising stars. However, the pseudo-mother standing behind them is a raw face.

"Senior, don't think about it. I am not here, I do not belong to this land. "Come humane.

"Oh, you're an outsider. ”

"Someone from another world. ”

Wei Junzhi and Sen Ji were determined to come, and they seemed to see through each other's intentions.

"Senior, in my original world, I am also the king, and I am also the big Lao of women's clothing. After coming to your world, I soon found out that this is heaven. Everyone accepts my hobbies and compliments me on my big (muffled) chin. The new pseudo-lady said. "And I worship under the Imperial Demon Corpse. ”

"Imperial Demon Corpse!"

"You are the apprentice of the Imperial Demon Corpse. ”

Wei Junzhi and Sen Ji were shocked.

The corpse of the imperial demon has made countless pseudo-mothers tremble. Fortunately, the king of the pseudo-mother made a move, and the imperial demon corpse also retired. But the person who appeared in front of him said that he was worshipping under the door of the imperial demon corpse.

"The Imperial Demon Corpse is still alive?"

"Didn't you say that he was hit hard by the puppet king? ”

"It's very good to get the master. More than 30,000 beautiful men have been raised, and a pseudo-mother training class has been opened, ready to make a comeback at any time. ”

"Don't talk nonsense, the pseudo-Niang Realm will not allow the Imperial Demon Corpse to move again. Wei Junzhi said.

"Yes, yes. The imperial demon corpse is too old, so it's better to wait to die. Mori Ji also said.

"You're wrong again. The new pseudo-lady said. "Master Master got a treasure tripod, the tripod is engraved with thousands of mysterious and mysterious ancient texts, his old man comprehended the ten jiazi, and finally realized a great supernatural power. ”

"It's funny!" Wei Junzhi said, "The Imperial Demon Corpse really wants to cultivate the mysterious supernatural powers, and it has already come out, why have you endured it so far." ”

"Little baby, step aside, remember that you are the door of the imperial demon corpse, and we will not kill you. Morihime said.

"Senior, you really don't want to be embarrassed. The new puppet girl laughed.

"Shaft!"

"Do you really want to die? ”

Wei Junzhi and Sen Ji were furious. A pseudo-girl with an unknown surname also dares to challenge the big pseudo-girl who has been famous for many years, and she really doesn't know whether she is alive or dead.

"Good sword. ”

"Huh?"

Wei Junzhi only felt that his right hand was light, and the iron gentleman had been taken away.

The person who grabbed the sword was the new pseudo-girl, the women's clothing Da Lao. "The predecessor gave me a sword, and I had to take it. ”

"Damn. Mori Ji said angrily, "I'll teach you a lesson on behalf of the emperor's demon corpse." Seeing that his friend's iron sword was taken off, Mori Ji suddenly made a move, held the stone tablet, and smashed her head at the new pseudo-girl.

"I hate it when people knock me on the head. The new pseudo-lady said. He lifted the iron sword and slashed it off at Morihime's hand.

While!

The sound of gold and iron trembled, and Morihime's right hand cracked, and stone chips fell.

The stone chips dispersed, and Mori Hime's right hand was completely unharmed, "Junior, are the people of the Imperial Demon Corpse so rude." ”

"No, it was the seniors who did it first. You deceived me first. ”