"What?"

Li Zhou, who was wearing a blue robe, did not speak at first.

Because he himself is in the Jindan period, and it is really detrimental to his reputation to fight with an outer disciple in the foundation building period.

After hearing Di Xin's impatient words, Li Zhou was surprised and amused.

Even suspect that he heard it wrong.

What was the courage for him to speak like that?

Di Xin took a step forward and said curiously: "You guys are bullying the weak like this, very happy?" ”

He remembered that in the words of the world, heroes are all hoes to help the weak.

Those who are wicked like to pick on those who are softer than themselves, because of their poor self-esteem.

For example, the elderly, frail women, young children, or people with disabilities...

He is now the "worst" strength here, so they want to bully him under the pretext of over-the-top?

Desin is naturally sensitive to good intentions and bad intentions.

His current language and behavior are based on 10,000 years of learning and imitation, trying to make himself feel less strange in the crowd.

And the truth of nature does not have the three views and morality that the world says.

Even if he slaughtered all living beings, he would not feel the slightest guilt.

If it weren't for Wei Zhi's companion, Di Xin would have killed all the immortals who had done evil in Nan Min a long time ago. Then transform the dead air and resentment into your own energy.

Where do you still stand so patiently and talk to people?

After hearing Di Xin's "big words", the long-faced man laughed out loud.

He stepped forward and tried to pat Desin on the face.

But at the moment of stretching out his hand, his eyes suddenly became hollow, and suddenly became dim.

Immediately afterwards, in the eyes of Li Zhou and the merry man, he walked out as if he had lost his soul, and he didn't respond to shouting.

Li Zhou turned his head to look at Di Xin, and finally noticed that something was wrong.

His steps stepped back, and he said with a cautious expression:

"You poisoned your junior brother? Or did you use any magic weapon? ”

"Senior brother advises you not to violate discipline, you will be driven away at the least, or you will be beaten into the mortal world by drawing immortal bones."

Li Zhou pretended to puff up his chest, but he was actually observing the person in front of him.

Di Xin didn't want to say another word to them.

He hasn't finished reading his book yet, and he has to deliver the newly learned soup to Zhizhi in the evening.

The next room has already been converted into a kitchen, and he now wants to make a soup that can tie the other half of his heart.

He raised his hand casually, and wisps of black mist emerged from his fingertips.

Under Li Zhou's frightened eyes, the silk thread wrapped around Di Xin's white and slender index finger.

As if thinking, I saw it grow rapidly until it was wrapped around Di Xin's arm like a small snake.

"Dixin... It's Dixin! ”

Li Zhou, don't say he ran away, he is stiff now! The body couldn't move, and the whole person was shaking with fright.

"The Ghost King of the Northern Yin!" , the merry man also reacted.

He never thought that the Northern Yin Ghost King had been in their Nanmin all along!

The two of them, who didn't have time to run at all, watched themselves get entangled in the mist.

There is no rumored pain of dying at the touch of a button, but the head is blank!

As for what happened next? The two of them had no idea.

A quarter of an hour later

When the three of them appeared in their own courtyards, they were smiling and looking the same as before.

Perhaps only those closest to you will find the clue.

Their eyes were dull, there was no flow at all, and they were lifeless.

The three were lifeless.

But they still greet their friends, do their homework, and practice as they normally do.

...

can't be killed directly, and can't be discovered by Wei Zhi, Di Xin thinks this method is very good.

He decided that in the future, he would make all the people who annoyed Zhizhi and his people into puppets.

Flicking his fingers, Di Xin's eyebrows curled, and he turned and walked towards the kitchen.

He crouched in front of the stove and studied.

Flipping through the book with one hand, controlling the proportion of spiritual power allocation with the other...

Half an hour later.

According to the book, the soup is complete with both color and flavor.

It is accurate to the point that every description and accompanying drawing in the book is exactly the same.

When Wei Zhi found him, he half-leaned against the kitchen door and watched quietly.

The man in a blue disciple's uniform had a beautiful face. Standing tall beside the cauldron, he opened the food cup and scooped a spoonful of soup to taste.

Satisfied, he smiled slightly, closed the lid back, and waved his hand into the space.

Wei Zhi's heart was filled with sourness and warmth.

In her memory, her parents left early and didn't have a chance to feel warm, because her sister carried the burden alone.

Not only does she have to go to school, but her sister also has to work and study to support her family and support her young.

The parents' inheritance is only enough to pay off the mortgage for a few years and various emergency needs.

Wei Zhi took care of himself at home at a very young age.

When her sister didn't come home, she stood on a stool to boil water, and remembered to fry her sister a browned poached egg for supper.

When she was older, she was able to help out at restaurants after school and work as an hourly worker.

So many years ago, when Wei Zhi first ate the meal made by Di Xin, tears fell from his eyes.

His gentleness and thoughtfulness, his smile. His shyness, his simple trust in himself.

This man fulfills all her beautiful fantasies about love.

"Xiao Xin"

Wei Zhi suddenly spoke, with a sweet and greasy voice in his voice.

Di Xin, who had already discovered Wei Zhi behind, suddenly arrived in front of her in an instant.

He licked his fangs, his eyes full of anxiety and desire were suppressed, and he asked softly:

"Try the soup I made? NEW."

Wei Zhi saw that this big guy began to be cute and coquettish again, and laughed "hehe".

She lifted her head, stood on tiptoe, and pulled the hem of his shirt down.

In his puzzled eyes, he pressed his red lips together.

"Drink it later"

"Xiao Xin, are you going to be like this all the time?"