Chapter 39: Soup
"Hey, yes, yes!" Zhao Yougui nodded happily and trotted under the lantern.
"Good sister, serve me a bowl quickly. As he spoke, his eyes stared at the broth in the pot.
Zhao Youfu also went over with him, and everyone also surrounded him when they saw this. Sure enough, the meat juice is full, the color is oily, the aroma is tangy, and it is touching.
The beauty in front of the iron pot, her eyes were as bright as stars, shining with a charming and seductive luster, "Don't worry, guest officers, this soup...... Enough. ”
After this sentence, everyone stopped, and they all lined up to take the soup from the beauties one by one, scooping them into bowls of soup......
Zhao Youfu was the first to take it, sat down at the wooden table not far away, raised his nose and took a deep breath, didn't say much, and took a sip along the edge of the bowl, only to feel that the aroma was rich, the meat was soft, and the entrance was fragrant.
At this time, Zhao Yougui and several others also sat with Zhao Youfu, and the sound of chirping and gurgling came and went, and he was really hungry for a long time, and he didn't care about his old image, and he ate and drank nonsense.
"Good soup, good soup!" Kou Ming didn't like the soup he had just served, and drank half of it in one gulp, but he didn't forget to praise it.
Luo Shen and Xing Mo stood at the end of everyone, Xing Mo just saw that the soup in the pot had already bottomed out, how could he blink an eye and the pot was full again, and he was a little puzzled. But he didn't think too much, and when he saw that everyone had already served soup and eaten, he also walked straight forward.
"The girl is delicate, I'm afraid that she eats lightly on weekdays...... Don't look at my greasy soup, it's fragrant and tight in your mouth, and it won't be greasy at all. As she spoke, she smiled and stirred the long-handled wooden spoon, which evoked a burst of fleshy steam and whipped out Xingmo's appetite even more.
I saw that the soup fell in the bowl, and a bowl of hot soup had been handed to Xingmo, and she was about to reach out to pick it up, but Luo Shen grabbed her arm.
"Mo'er, don't worry. ”
Luo Shen stepped forward, blocked in front of Xingmo, and took the bowl of soup that was originally handed to Xingmo.
Xing Mo looked at Luo Shen in front of him in confusion, originally he just thought that he was not tall and strong, but at this moment, looking at his slightly pale face due to exhaustion and hunger and the back of his pale green clothes, he even felt that he was a little thin.
Also, why does he call himself Mo'er...... Mo'er, Mo'er. It reminded her of the illusion of love parting on the wooden bridge of the cliff of Yuanqingguan Mountain before......
In the fantasy world, there seems to be a girl named Mo'er.
She only called her name like this when Luo Shen was deliberately showing kindness, and she didn't care.
But I saw Luo Shen stretch out his hand and take the soup handed over from the other side, "This bowl, I'll drink it first." After that, he looked at the beauty opposite in a daze.
Her beautiful eyes flickered, and a moment of hesitation flashed......
Luo Shen took the soup, squinted at the contents of the bowl, shook it and raised his nose to sniff......
Suddenly, it fell to the ground, and the crumbs of the porcelain bowl splashed with the hot soup.
Seeing this, everyone who was drinking soup by themselves also stopped moving, looked at each other, and expressed their puzzlement.
Luo Shen instantly pulled out the soft whip hidden under his waist, "Say, who sent you!"
The beauty had already stopped stirring the broth, and snorted coldly, "Do you think that after the first realm, you can make cultivation into a spell?"
Luo Shen sneered, very disdainful, he has always disdain, disdain everyone. "No need to cultivate spells against you!"
Everyone suddenly realized that this forest was different from the previous Baishazhou, and this moonlight was too similar to the real one, making them almost forget that they were in the second realm.
Look at the soup bowl in his hand, it is clearly white skeletons.
"Ahh
Everyone knew that they had fallen for the illusion, and threw the skull and rotten flesh soup in their hands far away, and almost everyone vomited......
Come to think of it, anyone who drinks this kind of stuff won't feel comfortable.
"But...... It's too late. They all drank. The beauty took a step back and took the long-handled wooden spoon in her hand in a defensive gesture, including the cauldron in front of her, which also floated to her side, alive like a moving shield.
Xing Mo didn't know what she meant by saying it too late...... But soon, I saw that everyone over there was bending over and vomiting and couldn't stop vomiting, and they all straightened up one after another.
But they came towards Xing Mo, and Xing Mo saw that there were no black pupils in their eyes, only white eyeballs, which were empty and terrifying, but they all took out their weapons one after another and walked towards her step by step.
Xing Mo knew that the form was not good, so she took out the short sword that Luo Shen gave her, "What do you want to do!"
Luo Shen Xingmo was back to back, pacing slowly, and Luo Shen said in a low voice: "Deal with that demon girl first, these people are controlled by her soup." ”
Xing Mo nodded, only to hear Luo Shen say in a low voice: "One ...... Two, three!"
The two of them separated almost at the same time, speeding from both sides to the beauty's side.
The beauty's face was pale, revealing iron blue, no longer the dazzling brilliance just now, and the smell of dead corpses was all over her body. But I didn't expect these two people to be divided into two ways, and the speed was so fast, and they had held her hostage in the middle.
She heard the whirring wind on the left, it was Luo Shen's golden whip that changed into a long sword, the tip of the sword was close to her chest and abdomen, she turned around abruptly, called the iron pot to her side, and blocked Luo Shen's blow.
On the right side, there was no iron pot to protect her, and she didn't think that Xi Xingmo's movements were also extremely fast, and she only felt the flesh and skin of her right arm tearing. Yes, Xingmo's short sword slashed her arm alive, but not a drop of blood fell, and the sword was blocked as if it had been cut into a rag stuffed with cotton.
The beauty frowned, not bleeding does not mean that she will not be in pain, but she slapped at Xing Mo with a palm, and Luo Shen had already noticed her movements, shaking the sword body and turning it into a soft whip and wrapping it around her arm, the power of one palm was accumulated, but it was interrupted by Luo Shensheng.
Xing Mo exhaled lightly, but saw that the remaining eleven people were only fighting in their own direction, as if they were going to put themselves to death.
Xing Mo's short sword protected him, and he kicked a person who was about to get close out with a single kick. Seeing this, Luo wondered, how could these people only know to go to Mo'er......
didn't care too much, the soft whip forcefully wrapped the beauty and threw it out, flew around for a circle, and smashed the ten people who surrounded him to the ground. The hot soup spilled from the pot on the side of the beauty, and the smell of flying was like raindrops, spilling all over the body.
Xing Mo saw that the eleven people lying on the ground were doused with the rotten broth in the pot, but they seemed to have lost their ability to fight, lost the weapons in their hands, and lay motionless on the ground, sleeping.
When the beauty saw this, she said that it was not good, the soup in this iron pot was already different from the soup that had just been fed to them, and this soup was diametrically opposed to the pot just now.
Xing Mo sneered, "I think you made a mistake this time." ”
The beauty was wrapped tighter and tighter by Luo Shen's long whip, and she couldn't break free at all, seeing that Xingmo's short sword was already on her neck, and with another force, she would be in a different place. Even if she has become a monster, if she is in a different place, she will not live long.
He shouted again and again, "Spare my life, spare my life! I only do what I am told!" I have never intended to harm you!"
Luo Shen tightened the long whip under his hand, "You call me a fool, do you know why I stopped the bowl of soup you handed to Mo'er?"
The beauty was worried, but she had to shake her head, looked at Xing Mo who was holding a sword against her neck with a little weakness, and quickly turned her face away.
"One of my great specialties is that my nose is the best. The soup you served to other people tasted so confusing that I couldn't smell anything...... But if you said that you didn't mean to harm Mo'er, why did you put arsenic in her soup!?"
Xing Mo's heart was shocked, arsenic?
Xing Mo squinted her eyes and looked at the beauties under her hands, "You want to poison me?!"
At this moment, she choked up tears and fell to her knees, "I really don't know, I just know that I'm going to complete my mission, I really don't know...... I just don't want to die...... I've become such a monster, why are you tormenting me so much?"
Luo Shen snorted coldly, "Who wants to torture you? Who wants you to kill Mo'er?!"