What really cared about the thistle was the little light in the clouds that suddenly dispersed in the sky, even the nagi thistle had never seen such a situation.

There seemed to be something pregnant in the soul, thinking of the previous thunder light, and the palms of the nagi thistle's clenched fists were full of sweat.

Even Nagi Thistle has never seen such a battle, is this what the kitchen soul really looks like? What kind of student did I take....

Nagi Ji suddenly felt a little dazed in his heart, and he didn't know whether it was right or wrong to force Gu Bai to overcome his inner obstacle and open Shura's heart again.

Although both Nagi Kiri Thistle and Seiichiro have stepped out of the magic barrier of Shura's heart and made a big step forward on the path of cooking, but... Gu Bai: This doesn't seem to be a concept.

This doesn't seem to be a problem with the magic barrier, this stinky boy doesn't seem to be a magic barrier in his heart, it's a real demon...

Sure enough, as Nagi cut thistle expected, in the white light that spread out in the center of the black cloud, something faint began to appear.

The white light and shadow in the black clouds seemed to tear a hole in the clouds, and in the thick clouds, slowly approaching, before the specific shape really emerged, but its shape made the nagini thistle already sweat profusely.

Nagi thistle could feel the oppression of that shadow, as if facing some real creature, a behemoth, and the entire cloud with a huge body was pressed downward.

"Gu Bai! Gu Bai, be sober! Nagi thistle ignited the magic cloak on her body again, and the flames of the demon cloak with condensed soul qi scorched the surrounding air, giving Nagi thistle some comfort in her heart, to resist the invisible coercion of the giant shadow.

Nagi thistle endured the sharp pain in her body and propped up her already exhausted body. In order to guide Gu Bai before, he suicidally restrained his Shura heart, which had already made Nagi Ji feel haggard.

At this time, there was something messy in Gu Bai's Shura heart in front of him, which was beyond the understanding of Nagi Thistle, and now Nagi Ji felt that his whole person was not good.

Nagi cut thistle looked at Gu Bai carefully.

Gu Bai's back faintly had a halo like purple thunder light before, and when he looked at Gu Bai's eyes again, they were completely covered in black and red, and the red in the center of his pupils became more and more hideous.

If you change to someone other than Nagi Thistle Killing Determination, you may be absorbed and lose consciousness after watching it for a long time.

Only then did Nagi Cut Thistle realize that something was wrong with Gu Bai, starting from the purple thunder and lightning just now, Gu Bai's outstretched finger was still fixed in front of him, motionless.

Gu Bai's body stood here without moving too much, as if it was a sculpture that had not moved for ten thousand years.

"Gu Bai, Gu Bai?" Nagi cut this thistle looked at Gu Bai carefully, although Gu Bai's eyes were glowing with purple light and scarlet pupils, but if he stared at it directly, he would find that his pupils were divergent and his eyes had lost his mind.

"Not only is it a demon, but maybe it's also a loss of heart..."Nagi Ji muttered, this is much more terrifying than the Nagi Thistle imagined to be in the Demon, because of Gu Bai's demon, Nagi Ji Ji has no way to face it.

Nagi cut thistle closed her eyes, "This time you can really only rely on yourself, and the teacher can't help you, Gu Bai."

It was the same that year.,Seiichiro-senpai also fell into the devil.,I'm like this too.,I'm as helpless as now...

Nagi thistle was stunned, and suddenly she didn't know what she had improved with her efforts over the years, and the people she wanted to protect and the people she wanted to take revenge had achieved nothing.

Nagi thistle sighed, slowly dispersed the last protective measure on his body-the magic clothes, and then even the black qi that originally occupied Gu Baichu's heart returned to the heart of Nagi thistle little by little, and Nagi thistle stood in place stunned in a white shirt stained red with blood.

In the dark clouds of the sky, the oppressive shadow was getting closer and closer, and in the cracks torn by the clouds, something was already coming out, white strips, feeling a little fluffy, the thickness of an arm.

As the giant shadow gradually approached, there were more and more white things, not one, many of them, hanging and drooping, until now I don't know how long, the length has been close to 1 meter.

Purple thunder flashed in the clouds again, and thunder slashed down, this time without Gu Bai's block, the thunder flew around Nagi and Gu Bai, as if to split the entire Mount Fuji.

"Brother?"

Suddenly, in the kitchen world, which was already completely shrouded in black clouds, a little light shone out, very faint.

It's not a purple thunderbolt, it's like a young sun, with a faint golden yellow, In the cold and gray world of the kitchen, it brings a little warmth again.

"Brother?"

The same voice sounded again, and the warm sunlight tried hard to break through the layers of dark clouds and get close to the place where Gu Bai stood.

The gray clouds, touching the warm light, seemed to be curious to lean in, but the nearest black cloud slowly turned into raindrops and fell from the sky.

A drop.. Two drops:

The raindrops 'ticked' on the surface of the barren and cracked earth, and were quickly absorbed by the cracked land, but the voice did not give up in the slightest.

"Brother?"

The sun-like light grew brighter and brighter, and more and more black clouds melted into rain. Soon the rain fell from the clouds. The rain that just fell was absorbed by the barren land, and the raindrops behind did not hesitate to follow...

Moistened by the continuous raindrops, the parched land seemed to have a glimmer of life.

Gu Bai's stiff and motionless fingers in front of him shook slightly.

Nagi cut thistle seemed to sense something, and looked up at Gu Bai.

The continuous rain poured into the world of the kitchen's heart, and the rain fell on Gu Bai's hair, Gu Bai's shoulders, and Gu Bai's hands, along Gu Bai's skin, little by little.

Slowly, some raindrops flowed to Gu Bai's heart, and they flowed into Gu Bai's heart.

In the darkness, Gu Bai seemed to feel that his face was wet, as if it was tears?

Gu Bai reached out and touched the drops of water on his face.

'Tick' fell again, and Gu Bai caught it with his hand, it was indeed tears.

From the moment he failed to try to open Shura's Heart again, Gu Bai fell into darkness.

The complete fall of the poetic world made Gu Bai's heart stop beating.

From then on, along with the heart that stopped beating, as well as Gu Bai's senses of sight, hearing, smell, taste, and touch, they were all lost one by one.

Gu Bai felt like a dead life, in a dark world, there was no light, and there was no sound.

The first time I saw such pure darkness, there was nothing, and the most terrible thing was this, there was nothing, I couldn't even feel myself, only thoughts, dreams.

With the passage of time, Gu Bai no longer has a concept, in this absolutely dark world, a second, a day, a year, ten thousand years, who knows how long it has passed?

Gu Bai tried his best to control himself and not let himself go crazy, this feeling of darkness and 'nothingness' was like ants surrounding Gu Bai's mind from all directions, gnawing little by little, it was itchy at first, then it hurt, then it hurt, then I got used to the pain, and finally I didn't feel it anymore.

There is no chance of resistance, and a person who has completely lost his five senses is just a fantasy to resist.

That kind of loneliness became more and more dignified, Gu Bai desperately let his brain turn, once he got tired of the idea of his brain turning and stopped thinking, then Gu Bai really disappeared like this.

However, people's thoughts also have boundaries, bottom lines, and ends.

Having lost all contact with the outside world, the only thoughts Gu Bai could rely on were his own memories and experiences.

When I was young, my mother and father would cook together, and Gu Bai was always very picky about the food they cooked, just eating one or two bites, and when he didn't feel hungry, he stopped eating.

Slowly, Gu Bai grew up a little, and under the education of his parents, Gu Bai's cooking has reached a good level.

Gu Bai participated in one competition after another, and on the cooking stage, the young figure gradually grew taller.

Countless victories and fame formed the bricks and tiles that built the high platform, Gu Bai went higher and higher, although he maintained cultivation and etiquette on the surface, Gu Bai had learned what it was to look down.

Gu Bai loves his parents very much in his heart, every day for his parents' lunch and dinner, Gu Bai will cook it himself, there are millions of Chinese dishes, then make millions of dishes, Gu Bai's heart is extremely proud.

But at this moment, as a tear fell into this memory, Gu Bai was stunned.

On Gu Bai's first day, he walked into the kitchen, reached out and took the shovel in his mother's hand and the kitchen knife in his father's hand, and said proudly, "I'll cook the food in the future, Mom and Dad, you are tired, leave it to me." ”

The mother seemed to be crying, covering her mouth with her right hand, wrinkling her nose, and sobbing again and again.

The father sighed, wiped the hand that was still waving the kitchen knife with a towel, helped the mother to turn around and leave the kitchen, and did not forget to turn around and hand Gu Bai an encouraging look before leaving, "Come on, child, let's wait for you in the restaurant." ”

Gu Bai suddenly remembered that maybe the tears shed by his mother that night were not moved that the child had finally grown up and could cook for his parents. But this child has grown up, and this is the last time I, as a mother, picked up a kitchen knife for him...

Gu Bai suddenly felt a lot of pain in his heart, very painful.

The tears that his mother wiped away by her face, after such a long time, finally fell on Gu Bai's heart after losing all perception.

"Mom, I want to eat the food you cooked", Gu Bai kept tears in his eyes, his lips moved slightly and muttered.

The second tear continued to fall in Gu Bai's thoughts.

These tears seem to have the sweetness of red bean paste.

The time was the same day again, and the place was the kitchen of Nagi Thistle's house where Gu Bai was at the moment.

A petite figure pushed open the kitchen door, pointed his toe hands and forcefully moved the upper floor of the refrigerator, then brought a stool, stood up, and scanned the refrigerator back and forth.

But standing at Gu Bai's height, he could see very clearly, there was nothing in the refrigerator, it was empty...