Poof!

The sound of a knife stabbing into the abdomen.

Inside the room, there were two young men in black, long-sleeved T-shirts, with a golden necklace with a thick thumb around their necks, one of them subdued Ah Cheng, choked him, and forced him to kneel on the ground, while the other took a dagger and stabbed Ah Cheng in the abdomen.

Ah Cheng's face was beaten and bruised.

The door was suddenly pushed open, and the two men in black in the room were stunned.

Without waiting for the two of them to react, Chu Xiangjun's body was as fast as a meteor, his fists were vigorous, and the two of them were beaten out by Chu Xiangjun, and then, the flames that popped out of Chu Xiangjun's fingertips were all extinguished.

Without someone to clamp Ah Cheng's neck behind his back, Ah Cheng could no longer support it, and with a "plop", the person fell straight to the ground.

"Ah Cheng!"

At this moment, Chu Xiangjun only felt that the blood in his whole body was coagulated.

Chu Xiangjun desperately sent spiritual power to Ah Cheng, but Ah Cheng's breath became weaker and weaker.

His body was covered in wounds, and before Chu Xiangjun came, he had been inhumanely abused by two people from the dark culinary world.

"Chu Xiangjun, fulfill my and Ah Wang's wishes, please. Ah Cheng stuffed a storage bag into Chu Xiangjun's hand, and Chu Xiangjun knew without the invasion of his spiritual sense, which contained all the books in Ngawang's house.

And there's ......

Chu Xiangjun's eyes were full of shock, but Ah Cheng's face had a hint of a smile, and his eyes had begun to fade.

"When I was in the welfare home, I was called a nerd, Ngawang was called a fool, the two of us were best friends, he and I were sent to the welfare home on the same day, the same month, and the same year, and I was born on the same day, the same month, but unfortunately, I didn't die on the same day, the same month, and the same year. ”

Chu Xiangjun's tears broke down, even if he had no witness or experience, he could still imagine how two lonely and helpless children who were sick and sympathetic to each other supported each other and came to this day step by step.

"Ngawang, have you come to pick me up, Ngawang, someone will fulfill our wish for us, and she will definitely become the best fairy chef, Ngawang. Ah Cheng's voice became weaker and weaker, and finally, he stopped speaking, and there was no breath between his noses.

Ah Cheng is also a candidate for fairy kitchen.

In the storage bag he gave Chu Xiangjun, in addition to all of Ah Wang's books about fried buns, there were other books, all of which were books about dumplings, and like Ah Wang's, those books had become very old because the owner often read them, but the writing was still neat.

The light, the stars, Ah Cheng's body turned into starlight and dissipated in Chu Xiangjun's tears.

The room was empty, except for two daggers covered in blood.

Chu Xiangjun knelt on the ground and cried.

If he could have come earlier, Ah Cheng would not have died.

If he had known that Ah Cheng was a candidate for immortal cooking, he would definitely send him to Jiang Yazi, and he would not have died.

It's just that the world doesn't know it early.

Ngawang died, and Ah Cheng also left, leaving behind the two of them full of expectations and longing for themselves.

For the first time in his life, Chu Xiangjun carried something called a mission on his shoulders.

Become a real fairy chef, for yourself, for the fool Ah Cheng and the fool Ah Wang, for the protection and care of those fragile and brilliant dreams.

Chu Xiangjun waved his fingers, and the flames that popped out from his fingertips spread throughout the room.

And the flame wrapped in spiritual power only burned in the house, and did not extend outward.

In the midst of the raging fire, Chu Xiangjun's figure is so thin, but it is so majestic.

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