Mo Chen already knew that he was not an opponent based on the laughter of the other party. Since he laughed, he first protected Wu Yu behind him, and at the same time whispered: "Window, escape!" The other senior brothers all sacrificed their respective magic weapons and prepared to jump out of the window to escape. Wu Yu also picked up a plate full of pastries and hugged it to his chest, ready for emergencies.

Without waiting for everyone to make a move, the strong man spoke: "Female doll, how does the pastry I made by Tang Li taste?" Everyone didn't expect the other party to ask about the taste of the pastry first, and they were all unconsciously stunned. At the moment when they were stunned, light curtains lit up from the walls of the doors and windows, and the formation enchantment was completely opened.

Mo Chen and the others immediately came to their senses again and secretly scolded each other for their scheming. Only Wu Yu was shocked by the words of the strong man in front of him who called himself Tang Li, looked at the pastries in his hand, and looked at his burly body, and didn't believe that these delicacies were all from this person's hands.

Seeing Wu Yu's disbelief, Tang couldn't help but pat the apron on his waist, and suddenly the snow-white dust flew with the beating of the skirt, and a lot fell on the table on the ground.

Wu Yu had just cultivated to the eighth stage of Qi cultivation, and he could only say that he had just taken the first step in his cultivation, and there was naturally no problem in fighting with ordinary mortals, but compared to other cultivators, it was like a baby against an adult, and there was no comparison at all. Although she was only practicing the strength of the eighth stage of qi, her eyesight was excellent, and she immediately saw that the white dust that seemed to be flour was actually rice flour.

"Even if that's the case, it only means that you work in the kitchen, how can you say that you made the pastries?"

It's not that Wu Yu deliberately compares it with him, but that the situation is critical at the moment, and even Senior Brother Mochen is helpless, which shows that the other party is a very powerful character. Now it's hard to say whether the others can escape, anyway, they can't escape, so they have to use this method to stabilize the other party first, and wait for the master to come back.

Mo Chen thought that Tang Li was just a trick, and was thinking about how to deal with the next thing, but he saw Tang Li shouting angrily: "If you don't believe me, I'll make it for you on the spot, tell me, what pastry you want to eat, it's not that I'm talking big, as long as you can say it, I will do it." ”

The situation in front of them was naturally beyond everyone's expectations, and everyone who was already a caged bird was busy surrounding Wu Yu, knowing that the glimmer of hope at this moment was all in what the little junior sister had to say below.

Wu Yu rubbed his right hand, which was a little numb because he was nervously grasping the plate, tilted his little head and thought for a while, and said, "Do you know ......?"

"Lotus crisp. Mo Chen said before Wu Yu.

"What kind of mouth do you have with a little white face?" Tang Li screamed so that the dust on the beams of the house kept falling, and several people in the room were even more disturbed.

"What to shout, what to shout, I just want to eat lotus cake. Wu Yu patted his chest and shouted: "Didn't you say that you would do anything? Have you never even heard the name of the lotus cake?

Don't look at what Wu Yu said happily, she really has no bottom in her heart, she doesn't know what the lotus cake in Senior Brother Mochen's mouth looks like, but she knows that Senior Brother must have a deep meaning when he says this.

Tang Li has two beloved things in his life, killing people and making pastries. Don't look at the tall and big appearance of others, the thick fingers of the mallet actually pinch what it looks like, and those face sculptures are not a problem. After receiving the task of killing Xia Liangxi, he was naturally happy in his heart, if he could successfully kill the Yuanying Monk, then his reputation and status in the Capital Department would naturally not be the same. It's just that if you want to successfully kill such a high-level cultivator, how can you not use some real skills. In terms of cultivation alone, force can no longer solve the problem, and can only be solved by other means.

After thinking about it, only the aconite grass unique to the demon world can make the spiritual power in the monk's body unusable for a short period of time. It's a pity that the aconite grass itself has a lingering stench that is difficult to hide. Moreover, this plant has a long reputation and has long been known in the cultivation world, and Xia Liangxi will notice it as long as he smells a hint of it.

Tang Li is worthy of being a pastry maker, and after several attempts, he finally succeeded in covering up the stench of aconite grass through pastries. The sharp weapon was completed, and other plans were also carried out one after another, which not only led to Xia Liangxi, but also unexpectedly solved Xia Liangdong, the pillar of the country.

Until Xia Liangxi got off the bus and came to the teahouse, the plan was implemented smoothly. The only thing I didn't expect was that Xia Liangxi didn't match the investigation, and the Yuanying Monk, who often sent his disciples to buy all kinds of snacks and pastries, didn't taste half of it himself. Otherwise, the potato tart that was served earlier had already taken effect, and the pastries that followed up also did not enter Xia Liangxi's mouth.

Xia Liangxi found that things had changed, and actually went to investigate in person, leaving a group of disciples to wait here. These all made Tang Li annoyed, and what made him most uncomfortable was the Wu Yu who was not a high cultivator but spoiled the pastries he had carefully arranged. Now that the enchantment has been formed, none of these Xia Liangxi's disciples can escape, and it is also a good choice to use them as hostages.

It's just that Wu Yu's eyes full of suspicion, coupled with his expression of not believing that the pastry came from Tang Li's hand, are no less than using a blunt knife to cut Tang Li's meat. Out of the self-esteem of the pastry master, he has to fight for this breath no matter what, and at the same time, he can also take the opportunity to think about his own retreat, after all, it is the Yuanying Monk who will be killed in a while, and it is difficult to ensure his own safety even if the hostage is in hand.

Looking at Tang Li, who was going downstairs angrily, Wu Yu asked in a low voice, "Senior brother, what is the lotus cake?"

Ink Dust simply replied, it was difficult to do, so he went to check the situation of the surrounding enchantment. At this moment, all I was thinking in my heart was that if the master could not come back in time, then I would have to escape with everyone.

Seeing that the senior brother who had always spoiled him was answering so perfunctorily at the moment, Wu Yu pouted and said aggrievedly: "People don't know how to ask~"

Gu Wen pinched the spiritual power in his body with both hands, but he was never able to complete the spell, and said anxiously: "Senior brother, what should I do, I can't send a message to my master!"

"Senior brother, senior brother, we can't break the formation here, what should we do?" Bai Jianyu and Abin shouted anxiously.

"Upstairs~ Can't you be honest for a while?, what are you shouting!" Tang Li roared angrily, and then muttered something in a low voice.

Seeing that several senior brothers were anxiously trying to get out of trouble, but Wu Yu herself was not in a hurry, she knew very well in her heart that compared with her senior brothers, she was just a drag oil bottle, and of course they couldn't do it, and it was better to eat up the pastries than to work in vain.

Wu Yu didn't care what the others thought, eating the pastries by himself, and repeatedly wondering in his heart what the lotus cake was, since Senior Brother Mochen said that it was difficult to do, then Tang Li was afraid that he was worried down there at the moment, otherwise how could the voice of the roar just now be so unconfident.

Mo Chen already knew that he was not an opponent based on the laughter of the other party. Since he laughed, he first protected Wu Yu behind him, and at the same time whispered: "Window, escape!" The other senior brothers all sacrificed their respective magic weapons and prepared to jump out of the window to escape. Wu Yu also picked up a plate full of pastries and hugged it to his chest, ready for emergencies.

Without waiting for everyone to make a move, the strong man spoke: "Female doll, how does the pastry I made by Tang Li taste?" Everyone didn't expect the other party to ask about the taste of the pastry first, and they were all unconsciously stunned. At the moment when they were stunned, light curtains lit up from the walls of the doors and windows, and the formation enchantment was completely opened.

Mo Chen and the others immediately came to their senses again and secretly scolded each other for their scheming. Only Wu Yu was shocked by the words of the strong man in front of him who called himself Tang Li, looked at the pastries in his hand, and looked at his burly body, and didn't believe that these delicacies were all from this person's hands.

Seeing Wu Yu's disbelief, Tang couldn't help but pat the apron on his waist, and suddenly the snow-white dust flew with the beating of the skirt, and a lot fell on the table on the ground.

Wu Yu had just cultivated to the eighth stage of Qi cultivation, and he could only say that he had just taken the first step in his cultivation, and there was naturally no problem in fighting with ordinary mortals, but compared to other cultivators, it was like a baby against an adult, and there was no comparison at all. Although she was only practicing the strength of the eighth stage of qi, her eyesight was excellent, and she immediately saw that the white dust that seemed to be flour was actually rice flour.

"Even if that's the case, it only means that you work in the kitchen, how can you say that you made the pastries?"

It's not that Wu Yu deliberately compares it with him, but that the situation is critical at the moment, and even Senior Brother Mochen is helpless, which shows that the other party is a very powerful character. Now it's hard to say whether the others can escape, anyway, they can't escape, so they have to use this method to stabilize the other party first, and wait for the master to come back.

Mo Chen thought that Tang Li was just a trick, and was thinking about how to deal with the next thing, but he saw Tang Li shouting angrily: "If you don't believe me, I'll make it for you on the spot, tell me, what pastry you want to eat, it's not that I'm talking big, as long as you can say it, I will do it." ”

The situation in front of them was naturally beyond everyone's expectations, and everyone who was already a caged bird was busy surrounding Wu Yu, knowing that the glimmer of hope at this moment was all in what the little junior sister had to say below.

Wu Yu rubbed his right hand, which was a little numb because he was nervously grasping the plate, tilted his little head and thought for a while, and said, "Do you know ......?"

"Lotus crisp. Mo Chen said before Wu Yu.

"What kind of mouth do you have with a little white face?" Tang Li screamed so that the dust on the beams of the house kept falling, and several people in the room were even more disturbed.

"What to shout, what to shout, I just want to eat lotus cake. Wu Yu patted his chest and shouted: "Didn't you say that you would do anything? Have you never even heard the name of the lotus cake?

Don't look at what Wu Yu said happily, she really has no bottom in her heart, she doesn't know what the lotus cake in Senior Brother Mochen's mouth looks like, but she knows that Senior Brother must have a deep meaning when he says this.

Tang Li has two beloved things in his life, killing people and making pastries. Don't look at the tall and big appearance of others, the thick fingers of the mallet actually pinch what it looks like, and those face sculptures are not a problem. After receiving the task of killing Xia Liangxi, he was naturally happy in his heart, if he could successfully kill the Yuanying Monk, then his reputation and status in the Capital Department would naturally not be the same. It's just that if you want to successfully kill such a high-level cultivator, how can you not use some real skills. In terms of cultivation alone, force can no longer solve the problem, and can only be solved by other means.

After thinking about it, only the aconite grass unique to the demon world can make the spiritual power in the monk's body unusable for a short period of time. It's a pity that the aconite grass itself has a lingering stench that is difficult to hide. Moreover, this plant has a long reputation and has long been known in the cultivation world, and Xia Liangxi will notice it as long as he smells a hint of it.

Tang Li is worthy of being a pastry maker, and after several attempts, he finally succeeded in covering up the stench of aconite grass through pastries. The sharp weapon was completed, and other plans were also carried out one after another, which not only led to Xia Liangxi, but also unexpectedly solved Xia Liangdong, the pillar of the country.

Until Xia Liangxi got off the bus and came to the teahouse, the plan was implemented smoothly. The only thing I didn't expect was that Xia Liangxi didn't match the investigation, and the Yuanying Monk, who often sent his disciples to buy all kinds of snacks and pastries, didn't taste half of it himself. Otherwise, the potato tart that was served earlier had already taken effect, and the pastries that followed up also did not enter Xia Liangxi's mouth.

Xia Liangxi found that things had changed, and actually went to investigate in person, leaving a group of disciples to wait here. These all made Tang Li annoyed, and what made him most uncomfortable was the Wu Yu who was not a high cultivator but spoiled the pastries he had carefully arranged. Now that the enchantment has been formed, none of these Xia Liangxi's disciples can escape, and it is also a good choice to use them as hostages.

It's just that Wu Yu's eyes full of suspicion, coupled with his expression of not believing that the pastry came from Tang Li's hand, are no less than using a blunt knife to cut Tang Li's meat. Out of the self-esteem of the pastry master, he has to fight for this breath no matter what, and at the same time, he can also take the opportunity to think about his own retreat, after all, it is the Yuanying Monk who will be killed in a while, and it is difficult to ensure his own safety even if the hostage is in hand.

Looking at Tang Li, who was going downstairs angrily, Wu Yu asked in a low voice, "Senior brother, what is the lotus cake?"

Ink Dust simply replied, it was difficult to do, so he went to check the situation of the surrounding enchantment. At this moment, all I was thinking in my heart was that if the master could not come back in time, then I would have to escape with everyone.

Seeing that the senior brother who had always spoiled him was answering so perfunctorily at the moment, Wu Yu pouted and said aggrievedly: "People don't know how to ask~"

Gu Wen pinched the spiritual power in his body with both hands, but he was never able to complete the spell, and said anxiously: "Senior brother, what should I do, I can't send a message to my master!"

"Senior brother, senior brother, we can't break the formation here, what should we do?" Bai Jianyu and Abin shouted anxiously.

"Upstairs~ Can't you be honest for a while?, what are you shouting!" Tang Li roared angrily, and then muttered something in a low voice.

Seeing that several senior brothers were anxiously trying to get out of trouble, but Wu Yu herself was not in a hurry, she knew very well in her heart that compared with her senior brothers, she was just a drag oil bottle, and of course they couldn't do it, and it was better to eat up the pastries than to work in vain.

Wu Yu didn't care what the others thought, and ate the pastries by himself.