"What, it turns out that it was Marcosius who was injured, so it won't get in the way, just throw it in the fire and wait."

The indifferent words were like three feet of cold winter frost, hitting the fragile heart, and the pot stood up, stretched out his hand, and sent out a torture that roasted the soul.

"Lululu~"

I didn't expect our friendship to be so fragile, you didn't care about me at all, break off your friendship! You and I will always be passers-by after that.

Xiangling asked weakly: "Really, is it okay as long as this is the case?" Guoba's previous appearance was so miserable, and he was weak to even speak. ”

Zhishui waved his hand casually: "Don't get in the way, if Marcosius is put to sleep by a dish, the title of "the most shameful demon god" will stick to him and will not be washed off completely." ”

"Xiangling, don't worry! It's still a bit reliable when it stops leveling, but who is the "most disgraced immortal"? The immortals I know are all very strong contenders. ”

Ying was relieved, but suddenly changed the subject in the middle of speaking, and her curiosity made her ask the doubts in her heart.

Zhishui coughed embarrassedly and said, "It depends on which immortal family suddenly becomes like a pot and can't speak......

"Lululu!"

Don't hurt my little heart again!

Ying clenched her little fist and waved, "Oh, that's not a fixed number yet, but I'll stand behind you and cheer for your invitation." ”

"I don't need this kind of thing, you can cheer me on."

Disgusted, he brushed the screen away, stopped the water and watched the pot walk out of the stove in good spirits, suddenly remembered something, and said:

"In the past, Marcosius had a lot of clones, and he would help in the stove, control the temperature of the fire, etc., the next time Xiangling cooks, you can try this method."

Xiangling was a little surprised when she heard this, "Alas? Is there still this use for the pot? I thought I could only help light the fire and deliver the food. ”

"Lululu!"

You're right, I can only do two small favors, don't believe the words of stopping the water!

How can it be better to steal food when you are thrown into the fire...... In order to defend his freedom, Guoba made a loud protest, dancing and trying to express that it was slanderous.

With years of friendship, Zhishui quickly saw the meaning and said, "It seems that Marcosius also wants to help you, and they all danced happily." ”

"Also, Guoba definitely wants to try it now."

Paimon raised his hand and shouted, "In that case, why don't Xiangling make a delicious dish now!" When the time comes, you can give it to Paimon to taste. ”

"Really?!"

Xiangling's eyes lit up, and she shook Paimon's small hand excitedly, and took out the slime condensate she had hunted before: "I just happened to have a new set of ideas recently, and the materials were found before." ”

Shisui looked at Paimon, who was expecting, and couldn't help but take a step back, muttering to himself, "Warrior, ......"

Xiangling's slime series, but even after the emperor tastes it, he will hold his stomach and come to a dish of "unblessed enjoyment".

Sure enough, because the two of them are not familiar with each other, Paimon doesn't know that Xiangling also belongs to the ranks of kitchen killers in a sense, and Wan Mingtang's monthly iron pot expenses are no joke.

"I hope Paimon eats happily right away, and I just want to use slime gel to fool her when she doesn't want to cook in the middle of nowhere."

Ying silently looked forward to it, she clasped her hands together, put them on her chest, and prayed sincerely: "Buy and sing, don't bring money, you must hear my wishes......"

Before she could finish her prayer, she felt a hard knock on her head.

Zhishui sighed: "Is it okay for me to cook in the field now?" ”

"Isn't it distressing that you're going to do so much for Paimon's big stomach?"

“……”

"It's not a lot."

His heart beat indescribably twice, and he said movingly, "Then it's up to you to do Paimon's from now on!" ”

It's a good feeling to be cared for, and even better if the traveler can take a little action.

"Hehe~"

You don't eat hard and soft!

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"Traveler, Paimon suddenly found that he had a great time with you, we have experienced a lot of ups and downs before, but we have also gained a lot of friendship......

Hu Tao looked at Paimon and muttered to herself, reached out to hug her weak body, and opened her eyelids to look at the dilated pupils, "It's already time to make a decision, this is a marquee." ”

The pretty girl looked at Ying on the side and said sincerely: "In view of the mistake I made last time, I will provide you with a funeral service for free this time, but the coffin needs to wait, I have never used such a small one." ”

"Really......"

Ying looked frustrated: "I knew that the end of the journey would eventually usher in a farewell, but I didn't expect it to be so fast." ”

The traveler was so grieved by her partner's inability to get up again that she reached out and grabbed the water and cried, "I don't know the customs of Liyue, so what should I do next?" ”

Although I don't know why I changed my gender, it's really big, and it's not impossible to treat her as the first resident guest of the Dust Song Pot.

"Don't worry, we never let our customers worry about that."

Hu Tao patted his chest, which seemed to have a little bit of material, took out a large stack of leaflets from his arms, came to Ying's side, and enthusiastically introduced:

"We recently launched a 'Family Together' campaign, where you can book a spot next to Paimon so you can travel together after you die, and the price is still discounted.

Zhishui thought seriously: "Well, if you are an ordinary person, you must take advantage of this great opportunity, but travelers don't need graves." ”

"What about this sister? The last time I came back, I looked through the reservation list of the Afterlife Hall, and my sister was not on it. ”

Ying complained: "There are really people who book ......"

Is it because it's too old?

Zhishui pondered for a moment: "Book one for me, wait a minute, I'll go with you to see the style of the coffin, if you can...... Traveler, what are you hitting me for? ”

patting her buttocks, Ying squeezed out two tears, threw herself into her arms, and arched her head: "Don't think about it, I only have you as a partner, and you don't need a grave!" ”

"The traveler is wrong to say that anyone who is human will die, even if it is the master of my Afterlife Hall...... But he must have buried Zhongli and then died. ”

Hu Taoyi persuaded in words: "Human death is inevitable, you must face it, not ignore it." ”

"I really didn't ignore it."

But this guy in front of him is a pure water elf!

She's not human.

Ying shouted in her heart, and rubbed her head again.

"Stop the water, or you will become like this in the future, I think it's good, hey, why are you so red?"

"What do you say?"

The feeling of rushing is like a tide that can't be hidden, and he lifted his legs, which were suddenly a little weak, and Zhishui reached out and dragged her aside: "Why are you so skilled?" ”

"No, it was just a mistake."

Ying simply blinked, and patted her ass indifferently: "Then the Hu Tao Hall Master, Paimon will hand it over to ...... You don't have to go so far, I really don't have the ability to have your mind. ”

No matter how skilled you are, you have to have it on you, right?

After Hu Tao took out the flyer in his arms, it really went down to another level, what kind of gene can grow like this?

"It's the benefit I've experienced for the first time, at least it won't attract."

After a self-hypnotic reassurance, Hu Tao picked up the boneless Paimon and asked, "By the way, I'll ask her how she is like this." ”

"After eating Xiangling's slime meal, I was quite happy at first, saying that although the taste was strange, it tasted good, and then it was like this all of a sudden."

Ying spread his hands: "I just saw an advertisement for your Death Hall on the way, so I sent it over." ”

"Hmm~ I was so happy to be able to eat, I don't know if I will like my faint march, I made one for the old stubborn yesterday, but he didn't seem to eat it."

Hu Tao suddenly shook off his legs and ran backwards.

"Old Meng, where is my faint march?"

"We're divided."

"Well, do you like it?"

"That's not it, the hall master's food has a sense of security on his body, and if he encounters a hilichurl and throws it out during the funeral, it can be easily solved without much effort in the future."

“……”

"Let's let the big guys in the hall eat something good these days, and I'll go and wipe the 'Goma Staff'."