"Add water to boil? You wouldn't have put the noodles in a pot and boiled them in cold water, would you? I blinked, looking incredulously at the woman in front of me with a pair of big innocent eyes.

"yes!" Qi Yan nodded as a matter of course, although it was the first time to cook noodles, she had already worked very hard to do it, since she was a child, it was her first time to cook, although the noodles were a little 'messy', but they were cooked, wasn't it?

Therefore, when I saw Qi Yan's very serious eyes, I immediately swallowed the words that came to my mouth, and could only change to a serious and serious appearance: "Yanzi, the purpose of boiling noodles is to put the noodles in after the water boils, even if you haven't made them before, you have always eaten instant noodles, right?" Do you see instant noodles soaked in cold water? ”

"Nope." Qi Yan shook her head, but then said, "But isn't instant noodles originally cooked?" And noodles are raw. ”

"So you think that you use boiling water for instant noodles and cold water for boiling?" I was too embarrassed to tell Qi Yan that this was an attempt that even elementary school students knew, and how strange she had to be to think of boiling noodles in cold water.

"Then why didn't you say it earlier." Qi Yan finally realized her wrong behavior, her face turned red, and she looked at me with some annoyance.

"But you didn't ask me." I spread my hands out, looking like none of my business.

"Hmph, don't eat pull-down." Qi Yan finally snorted, and planned to take the bowl away, and finally cooked for a while, not only was he not appreciated, but he was so ignorant that at this time, Qi Yan couldn't wait to find a crack in the ground to get into.

"Okay, don't be angry, I was just joking with you, can't I eat?" I took Qi Yan's hand, looked at the contents of the bowl, and finally said stubbornly, although it may not be delicious, but it will definitely not eat the dead.

Thinking about the long march of my ancestors, I even ate bark and grass roots, not to mention boiled noodles, I should know how to be satisfied.

"No, I can't eat it, I'll go buy it for my senior brother again." Qi Yan became stubborn instead, in fact, she didn't have confidence in the noodles she cooked before, because what she cooked looked different from what I cooked before, and she was a little apprehensive in her heart, but now she no longer has the courage to let me eat it.

"I'm back." At this time, the door that was originally just a cover was pushed open, and Liu Xingyu walked in with a large bag of fried dough sticks and soy milk.

Qi Yan looked at the things Liu Xingyu was carrying, and she was even more ashamed, she didn't even care about the bowl on the table, and ran back to the room directly.

"Boss, is it the hardest thing to be graced by a beauty if you don't sleep? Hey, I'm still a lonely and pitiful person, and no one cares. Liu Xingyu glanced at the boiled noodles in front of me on the table, shook his head, and said with a sigh.

"I see that your foundation is a little loose, do you want me to discuss with Team Song about giving you a special training?" I glanced at Liu Xingyu angrily and said.

"Boss, you're a communiqué personal vendetta." Liu Xingyu put the fritters on the table without saying a word, then went to the kitchen and took out two bowls and poured the soy milk into it.

"Hmm." I sat on the sofa with a big swing, picked up a fritter in my hand and dipped it in soy milk, and didn't feel anything wrong with the communiqué's personal vendetta.

"Boss, I was wrong, for the sake of my filial piety, you can forgive me once." Liu Xingyu showed a bitter gourd face.

"I don't have any opinions, but I don't know if Yanzi has any thoughts about you." I shook my head slightly, glancing at the bowl of boiled noodles on the table.

"Okay, I admit it." Liu Xingyu naturally saw my gaze, and after a twitch in the corner of his eye, he finally gritted his teeth, picked up the bowl of boiled noodles and drank it into his stomach like soup.

It wasn't until I finished breakfast that Qi Yan came out with a squirming face, probably checking how to cook noodles in the room, and realized that he was not even as good as a primary school student.

For the next whole day, it seemed that the entire Qingshan City was in action, although the number of police on the road was not obvious, but almost every inch of the place was already being monitored, just to find clues.

At this time, Qingshan City has a bit of a sense of rumour, loose on the outside and tight on the inside, ready to go.

I, on the other hand, waited at home for news.

"Third Divine Envoy, you shouldn't be so reckless." At this time, in Qingshan City, in a tightly shielded room, a hoarse, weak voice sounded.

"I don't need anyone to say anything about what I do, especially as a loser." Another voice then rang out, indifferent, and a high-minded aura permeated.

"Presumptuous, even if you are the third divine envoy, you are not qualified to judge Lord Zuo Sacrifice." A third voice rang out in the room, full of gloom.

It was a room that looked like it was only a dozen square meters, surrounded by thick curtains, and the walls were covered with strange-shaped totems.

The ground was covered with a thick, blood-colored carpet, and a figure shrouded in black robes knelt on a futon, and in front of him was a tribute table, on which were placed sacrifices, and the image of a four-headed and six-armed monster was enshrined.

In the other corner of the room, there was a Taishi chair, and a middle-aged man in a white suit, stiff and handsome, sat there, his expression was indifferent, and his arrogance hung on his face unabashedly.

It's just puzzling that the voices of three people rang out in the room, but only two people were there the whole time.

"The dwarf who is one of the Nine Attendants?" When the third envoy heard this voice, the corners of his mouth showed a hint of disdain.

"You're looking for death." The unseen figure seemed to be enraged by the Third God's words, the room was filled with the smell of gunpowder, the air faintly burned, and the conflict was on the verge of breaking out.

"Ding!"

Seeing that the air was about to be ignited, a crisp sound of iron suddenly came from the room, and I saw the figure who was originally kneeling on the futon slowly got up, holding a thin copper rod in his hand.

"His daughter is not so easy to catch, I have worked so hard to make him die willingly, and now I am just waiting for the fish to take the bait, if you spoil my good deeds, I will kill you." The left priest shrouded in black robes said lightly, his voice hoarse, but there was a kind of confidence that soared to the sky, as if as long as he wanted to kill the third divine envoy, he would definitely be able to kill it.

"Another point, this is in the country, there are seventeen departments, and there is the one named Liu Yang below, you have to know, the more arrogant the person, the faster he will die, compared to the evil god, what is your third divine envoy?"

"You ......" The third envoy suddenly stood up from his chair, staring at Zuo Sacrifice with a pair of eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.

"I don't want to kill this woman, but the one named Liu Yang is dead."

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