"The legends are always not true, and you don't want to think about it, if there really is such a divine thing, the Fog Clan would have dominated the Demon Domain a long time ago, and where would it wither like now. However, I did make a few fake beads, if you like it, I will give it to you. ”

He casually took out a red jade ball and threw it to her like garbage, and she was still a little stunned when she took it.

Then he was heard speaking the coldest words in the calmest of voices:

"Fake beads are found all over the city, but they don't have the legendary ability of immortality, refining them can only make you insane and crazy and kill."

She felt a chill in her heart when she heard this, and her mind was a little confused for a while.

No wonder she hasn't gotten any news about the Fog Illusion Divine Orb, it turns out that the real Fog Illusion Divine Bead doesn't exist at all.

An Huan didn't mean to host this game at all, his city-wide announcement was actually thunder and rain, and he ignored it after distributing the beads at will, and didn't even mean to provide clues.

If anyone is "lucky" to find the fake beads buried by An Huan, they must be the first to be eager to refine, and then they will be driven crazy by the fake beads and become unable to tell the truth.

Therefore, there must still be many people in the city who are still in the dark, and they are still looking for the Mist Illusion Divine Bead everywhere, such as Yong Wenyi's gang.

In the last dream, Yong Wenyi and the others didn't come to look for her trouble again, maybe it was because one of them refined the fake beads, and the mud bodhisattva could not protect himself when he crossed the river, of course, he had no time to find her bad luck.

And An Huan was willing to tell her this, it seemed that she was not going to give her a chance to leave this room.

She watched An Huan calmly go back to meditate, speechless for a while.

This encounter did get a lot of information, but it was all bad news, and she still pitted herself here, what is this called.

The wall of fate in front of her was getting higher and higher, and the difficulties were getting more and more, and she was suddenly not very confident.

"Mengmeng, Yingying, are you awake?"

She suddenly evoked her little butterfly, and Mengyingdie quickly responded to her.

"Master, we're here."

"Master, master, what are you going to do!"

"You've been with me, you've seen everything, and you're saying what I'm going to do now."

"Ah......h Master, Mengmeng is not very good at thinking about complex things! Let's leave it to Yingying! ”

Chicken Soup Ying pondered for a while, and cautiously proposed:

"Master, the future is too unpredictable, just like Mengmeng and I are not sure if we can be born even though we have been working hard. There is a limit to manpower, and some things cannot be changed, so the master should do his best and don't think too much. ”

"Do what you can...... But I always felt like I could have done better. ”

"Master, it's good to eat something sweet when Mengmeng hears that people are sad! Would you like something sweet? ”

"Hmm, Mengmeng, you're really ...... Reliable! ”

Su Ling'er is now full of demonic energy, which is enough to support the body's energy consumption, in fact, she doesn't feel hungry anymore, but when she mentions eating, she still feels very hungry.

Although the timing and occasion are not quite right now, it is not wrong to eat when you are not decided, and you will be inspired after eating.

She searched for snacks in her storage ring and rummaged through the bag of sour fruits.

It's been left out for many days, and it's not fresh anymore, so let's eat it!

She took out the whole bag of sour fruits, cut them with a knife and removed the core, and then skewered the fruits one by one with a wooden skewer, and at the same time prepared the newly bought pot, pasted a fire charm on the bottom of the pot, and poured a large pile of snow-white sugar crystals into the pot.

There are a lot of sweet plants in the Demon Domain, for example, sugar crystals are extracted from a very sweet sweetheart flower, the sweetness is very high, and after boiling, it is a beautiful maple sugar color.

She poured the boiled syrup on the sour fruit skewers with a wooden spoon, drizzled a thick layer, and then placed it on a wooden board to cool.

"Here's what it's doing."

"Wow-Anhuan, you scared me! Hey, isn't that obvious, I'm making food. ”

An Huan coldly spoke behind her back, she patted her chest and glanced at him resentfully.

She was serious about food, and she couldn't help but be a little overfocused, and when she looked back after being frightened by him, she found that she had made a lot of exaggeration, and the ingredients and cooking tools were all over the place, no wonder it would alarm An Huan.

An Huan just felt very novel when she saw her movements, so she couldn't help but lean over.

"Something to eat? What is this to eat? ”

"It's called a rock sugar gourd."

"I see you only have sugar, neither ice nor gourds."

"Oh, the name of the dish must be a little artistic, how can you completely copy the ingredients, it's delicious, give you a taste."

The first two skewers were almost ready, she handed one to An Huan, and then one by herself, and gnawed it directly.

"Woo, it's delicious."

The sweet and sour taste is the same as she imagined, the crispness of the sugar and the soft cotton of the flesh collide with the ultimate taste, the freshly baked sugar coating has a slightly hot residual temperature, and the sweetness and sourness that touches the heart are so happy!

The happiest thing is that she can eat it once in her dreams and eat it again when she comes back to reality!

It's good to dream!

An Huan was originally very skeptical of this fruit bunch, but seeing her satisfied look, she couldn't help but be curious, and took a reserved bite.

The sugar shell is so sweet that I panic, but I immediately feel a strong acidity on the tip of my tongue, which blends with the sweetness just right, and it tastes different when I chew it.

"It's rare that you can find such a sour fruit."

"If you cook too much sugar, it's not good to waste it. Anhuan, help me string a few more fruits. ”

She said it casually, and it didn't feel right after she finished speaking, how could she arouse An Huan, this is the big guy of the Fog Monarch!

However, as soon as she turned around, she saw that An Huan had really gone to pick fruit for her.

He carefully pinched the fruits out of the bag one by one, carefully cut them with a knife in her style, removed the cores cleanly and completely, and did it meticulously with his eyes.

His dark eyes are as deep as the starry sky, his already handsome face is even more charming when he is focused, and there is a little sugar residue sticking to his cheeks, which inexplicably adds a bit of joy.

But Su Linger couldn't laugh.

She rubbed her temples, feeling that this dream was too unreal, An Huan was really giving her a hand, oh my God, what kind of development is this!

He looked like he was killing and snatching all the people just now, like a demon crawling back from purgatory, but now he is as simple as an ignorant big boy, who will give her a hand in order to eat rock sugar gourds, and she can't tell which one is the real him for a while.

What kind of person is An Huan?

She looked at An Huan, and suddenly noticed that he was holding a fruit for a long time, and followed his line of sight to see the fruit.

Unlike other shiny fruits, this one grows crookedly, with obvious scars on the skin, and the skin on the other side is severely cracked, and the pitch-black core can be faintly seen.