Wen Sheng was in trouble in the kitchen after all.

Shizun's kitchen has everything, and the ingredients are fresh and rare.

But!

But she won't use this pot!

After watching Wen Sheng drill wood for half an hour, the system couldn't help but speak.

[Or, you waste a small report and change it to a fire fighting technique?] 】

Wen Sheng: "......"

Silence, but compromise.

"Okay."

Learning the art of fire resistance will be useful in the future.

As a result, in the next second, a yellow booklet fell into Wen Sheng's hand.

The three words "fire resistance" on the top are red and dazzling.

Wen Sheng: ???

There is really no pie falling from the sky.

Although the fire resistance technique is small, it is necessary to lay a solid foundation and learn it from scratch!

She understands.

The spell was jerky and difficult to understand, but Wen Sheng remembered it quickly.

In any case, it is better than "sighing", "although Yu is good at repairing his concubine to restrain him"... It's a little bit easier to read.

However, after a long time, the elementary fire fighting technique has been learned.

The fire rises and the noodles are placed in the pot.

Wen Sheng did a long time of mental construction and decided to change Pei Yan's medicine.

Although he died in front of the little junior brother, he couldn't let the little junior brother die of pain because of his social fear.

Wen Sheng took a deep breath and walked towards the study.

Pei Yan was still tied up by the immortal locks, and the whole person was lying on the bed like a silkworm chrysalis.

Those peach blossom eyes, but still flashing with unyielding feelings.

Wen Sheng didn't cheer himself up this time, and walked to the side of the bed in silence, revealing an expression of looking at death as if he were at home.

He sighed deeply.

Pei Yan: "......"

He is a mortal, but he is the reincarnation of a demon god.

So I saw many so-called immortals.

is full of benevolence, righteousness and morality, and wants to kill him to save the common people, but no one is willing to do it himself.

Pushing and grabbing, he escaped and survived.

But... ...... like this

It was clear that he was seriously injured and fell into the hands of the enemy, and it was he who deserved to die.

"Call ......" Wen Sheng moved his lips, but finally didn't say anything.

Silently tugged at Pei Yan's clothes.

Shizun didn't know what kind of medicine he used, the scars were good, and even the fatal wound on his chest was no longer so hideous.

Wen Sheng's hand movements were gentle, and his mood slowly calmed down.

The young man suddenly spoke: "You don't have to be coy and pretend. ”

The tone was cold, and the yin owl was terrible.

Pei Yan was disdainful.

There are not a few who pretend to be good to him and force him to kill himself.

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard the girl in front of him scream and hurriedly ran away.

Pei Yan: "......"

"Huh."

Pei Yan laughed, his eyes full of self-deprecation.

With his status, how can a good person be willing to approach.

If he survives today, he will definitely have a pot of this hypocritical cultivation realm in the future.

He will definitely avenge the revenge of killing his father and mother!

Heavenly Void Faction!

Pei Yan silently recited these three words.

Every time he dreamed back at midnight, he couldn't breathe when these three words were painted with blood.

The sound of hurried footsteps interrupted Pei Yan's surging killing intent.

The man who fled in a hurry has returned.

Holding the noodles in his hand.

"Eat."

Two words, the tone is very cold.

But the middle qi is insufficient.

It's like a paper tiger.

Pei Yan looked at Wen Sheng and didn't say anything.

"You're badly wounded! Master saved you! ”

"I'll untie the immortal lock, you have to eat obediently!"

"Don't do anything with me! I warn you, I'm awesome! ”

Wen Sheng didn't know how many exclamation points he used in a sentence to cover up the panic in his heart.

When he spoke, he didn't look up at all.

But there was no response for a long time, Wen Sheng couldn't help but raise his head and gritted his teeth: "Did you hear that!" ”

【……】

The cub is not saved!

This threat has just been practiced many times in the kitchen.

How to say it is still soft.

Pei Yan: "......"

It seems to be threatened.

But not exactly.

Up in the air... Think again.

Wen Sheng was numb.

If you don't understand, give me a letter.

"Hmm."

When Wen Sheng cheered himself on again, the young man in front of him snorted and nodded.

Wen Sheng breathed a sigh of relief and felt a lot more relieved.

After making a move, he collected the bundle of immortal locks.

The boy who had lost his restraints quickly picked up the dagger and held it in his hand.

Wen Sheng: ???

Does she look like a bad person?

"Eat... Dine. Wen Sheng pushed the noodles to Pei Yan, affectionate and serious.

Pei Yan didn't move.

Although he was sitting on the bed, his muscles were tense and he was vigilant.

Who knows if this meal is poisonous or not?

Wen Sheng: "......"

No politeness!

Wen Sheng was angry in his heart, but he looked down at the face in his hand and fell into deep thought.

Black.

The pot seemed to be mushy, and the noodles were sacrificed heroically, leaving no corpses.

"Uh......" Wen Sheng glanced at Pei Yan slightly embarrassed.

"Should... It's delicious, isn't it..."Wen Sheng stared at Pei Yan's eyes and hesitated.

Pei Yan didn't move.

Wen Sheng compromised: "Ahem, I'll eat the first bowl first." ”

Before the bowl was brought to his mouth, a strange smell came to his face.

Took a bite.

Wen Sheng......

I only felt that the mushy smell rushed straight to the heavenly spirit cover, making her want to fly in place.

"Actually... It's delicious... Vomit! ”

Wen Sheng ran out and threw up.

Pei Yan: ???

Pei Yan frowned, and he couldn't understand it.

This little girl who guards him doesn't seem to have a high level of cultivation, and her brain is not very good.

Poisoned, poisoned yourself?

So stupid.

Thinking of this, Pei Yan's brows furrowed even deeper.

When the girl went and returned again, she carried a bunch of apples in her arms and placed them on the table next to the bed.

Leave again.

Pei Yan looked at the apples on the table and the bowl of rice, and finally picked up the rice bowl.

At least make sure it's not poisonous.

It's really not tasty.

But for someone like him, who is adrift and hides in Tibet...

A bite of hot rice is really rare.

Wen Sheng sat on a stool in the corridor, nibbling on an apple, and showed a sad look.

She really can't boast about the food she cooks.

A lying child's nose will get longer!

In the past few days, has she, a left-behind child, had to live by nibbling apples?

"I don't want to lose weight, really."

[Uh-huh, uh-huh] the system is perfunctory.

Wen Sheng lay on the stone table to learn the art of fire resistance, and soon fell asleep.

This time there was no Gu Qing in the dream.

There are only tall buildings, dark clouds, and rain.

The car drove into the villa halfway up the mountain, and Wen Sheng saw himself in his dream.

The eight- or nine-year-old girl went home with the certificate.

The huge villa was empty.

Extreme joy but nowhere to vent.

"Little Miss?" The servant who sprinkled the sweep called.

The little girl was stunned for a moment, and turned her head to look.

"The eldest lady entered school today, and the boss and his wife took the eldest lady to celebrate."

"Boom!"

Thunder lit up the girl's face, and heavy rain poured down.

The world is gradually distorted and deformed in the rain.

Gloomy, depressing.

Wen Sheng almost woke up.

Looking at the courtyard with red flowers and willows, Wen Sheng patted his chest, and his heart seemed to be clenched.

When the fingers brushed over the eyes, they were a little wet.

Cry... Crying?

Wen Sheng was a little stunned.

It's been so many years that I've never dreamed like this again.

There is no longer such an unattainable luxury.

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The growing heroine is not a cool article in the traditional sense.