"Why do you three have red marks on your foreheads? Who was this beaten? ”

Picking up the hair that Xingqiu covered his forehead, he stopped the water and groaned for a while, and asked in a low voice, "How did you provoke Uncle Liuyun?" ”

"Master, how can you see that?"

"Nonsense, I've been beaten like this before, and Uncle Liuyun is hiding around and doesn't care, I knew it when I first came over."

Rubbing his forehead lightly with his fingers, Zhishui took out a jade box, put it on Xingqiu's hand, and advised: "Although it won't hurt, but the red mark is very difficult to eliminate, you three rub some ointment." ”

Shenhe shifted his gaze slightly and asked softly, "Traveler, what are you watching me do......"

Ying lay on the stone table, her arm against the hard stone surface, supported her chin with one hand, and said regretfully: "It doesn't look good on the forehead, if it's on the neck, hehe~"

The glass-like eyes flashed with doubt, and Shenhe tilted his head to reveal his white, glittering neck in the warm winter sun, and his palms caressed and rubbed gently.

"I don't understand the difference, but are the travelers coming? In the book that the master showed me, there seems to be this paragraph. ”

"Really?!"

Her eyes lit up, she was not a person who dared to say or do, and as a prestigious traveler, decisive action was an essential quality.

In the same way, the same is true of the brave heart, so even if Liuyun borrowed the wind Zhenjun was hiding around, Ying still flew up without hesitation.

A gust of wind was struck, and the painless blow naturally couldn't stop the traveler's movements, but the target of this gust of wind was obviously not her.

grabbed Ying's collar, rubbed his forehead, which he knew had become red without looking in the mirror, and muttered secretly:

"It can't be a personal vendetta, right? But I didn't mean it last time, who knew that Uncle Liuyun would turn into an ordinary white crane? ”

Stretched out his hand and knocked on Ying, who turned her head aggrieved and tearful, and grabbed her ears with a kind smile and shook it, "Don't think about it now, it's time for lunch, I'll go to the kitchen, you are obedient." ”

Ying shouted: "Don't use this kind of tone to tell children! ”

If you get serious, you'll be older than you!

"Klee, keep an eye on Sister Honorary Knight, if she gets close to Shenhe, you pull out a bomb and throw it on her head, don't worry, it won't blow up."

Patting the red beret that Klee was wearing on her head, he told him happily that on the way to the kitchen, he took out the recipe that he had come to find Hu Tangzhu when he went home.

"So why do you need ghosts to help you cook? It's really a novel method, hiss~ If you can't do it, I'm afraid I'll have to trouble Hu Tao to send it, but that kid also has a job. ”

After reading the method recorded on the food, Zhishui felt a little dazed in his heart.

Is it the ghost that has slowed down Hu Tao's normal cooking skills, or is it because Hu Tao has a ghost that he has not achieved the same level as Ying?

Who's the one who's lagging behind in between?

"Ahh Ghost, what do you mean by that sister? It's rare for someone to try my food every day, and they come and ask for a recipe, but who can say no to that! ”

Hu Tao, who perfectly inherits the family tradition, grabbed the tail of the little white ghost, and the smart eyes that usually have plum blossom pupils have lost their highlights at this moment.

"I also know that I am not good at cooking, but no one helps me try the food and propose changes, how can my cooking skills improve!"

The little white ghost was silent.

In fact, it's very simple, as long as you don't make a mess next to you when cooking, let me do it all the way, and the secluded march will not have the characteristics of Wufu Slope again.

It's a pity I can't take you......

It's the ghost who doesn't have the ability, it's not Hu Tao's fault.

"What are you going to do, hell?"

"Grunt~"

The ghost is going to improve his cooking skills now, and he must make Hu Tao's food taste a little better.

"Are you going to the kitchen to cook? Then today's lunch will be covered by you! ”

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"Excuse me, is the True Monarch here?"

Quietly flipping into the courtyard of the Feiyun Chamber of Commerce, Kun Jun looked at the people present who were contaminated with fairy energy, and then looked at a certain place in the air, and asked himself: "It's Liuyun, it's really a long time since I saw it." ”

The breeze blew through the courtyard, and the crane with an ethereal aura stopped in front of Kunjun, staring at it with eyes full of wisdom, and said seemingly relaxed:

"It turned out to be Ruotuo, we haven't seen each other for a thousand years, right? Remember the last time you were sleeping and you were injured in the gut by a mine worker with a tool, and then it fell into wear and tear.

"When Zhishui carried you into the cave and threw you into the cave, the wound was clearly exposed in front of our eyes, and it was funny to say that you, a dragon king, would be injured by ordinary mortal iron tools."

“…… Indeed it is. ”

As a rock elemental creature, not everyone is like Morax before it was worn out, decisive in killing, and irritable, Ruotuo is closer to Shanyan and has a simple temperament.

I was embarrassed to interrupt Liuyun's words, and I couldn't deny it cheekily, so I could only endure the strong sense of shame in my heart, and I responded to the originally vigilant but now strange gazes of those juniors.

"Liuyun, I'm here to calculate some things this time......"

"I know, 'Morax, a thousand years of hatred, how to pay it back?!" It's the phrase you often shout. ”

"I'm not trying to do the math, I'm just trying to tell you...... Well, in the future, don't always be with juniors..."

wiped the water droplets on his hands, picked up a thick mahogany stool, and the movement of the flowing water did not make any sound, but Kunjun, who had a trace of the power of the dragon king, was in a strong shame, and naturally he couldn't find the person behind him.

"There are some things, it's not that juniors don't have the right to know, but you two are a little too fast......"

"I don't know how fast my mouth is, but also how fast my hands are." Liuyun said suddenly.

"Huh?"

Kun Jun was a little confused, and just as he was about to ask, the sharp pain in the back of his head and the wood chips splashing from the side of his face made his consciousness blur instantly.

Turning his head tremblingly, Kun Jun said with a miserable smile: "I should have explained that I was not a ...... from the beginning."

The words came to an abrupt end, and the blacksmith's thick body fell backwards, and Zhishui threw away the stump of the mahogany stool in his hand and clapped his hands.

"Your hands are a little too heavy, and Ruotuo is now temporarily possessed by a mortal."

"It's okay, with the power of the dragon king to protect you, this human can't be harmed."

Zhishui whispered, bent down and stroked his palm on Kunjun's forehead, the immortal power surging all over his body, carefully feeling the sinking soul of the dragon king.

As the feeling deepened, Zhishui's face became more and more ugly, and in the end, he raised his head and looked at Liuyun borrowing the wind Zhenjun, and laughed twice in his heart.

"We are mistaken, what Ruotuo separates and possesses is the good side, and it seems that there is no evil thought..."

"Hmph~ It seems that your intellect has been greatly reduced, and now you don't even know how to explore the immortal arts, as soon as he came, he shouted to calculate, isn't it an evil side or something?"

Liuyun snorted coldly, raised the bird's claws and slapped them unceremoniously, and the fairy force stirred up the fluffy feathers, "Look, this is not ...... Hey? No wonder you don't see it, it turns out to be so deeply hidden. ”

The ethereal immortal opened his eyes wide, withdrew the bird's claws seemingly casually, and said indifferently: "In order to prevent him from causing trouble, you can untie the red rope on your wrist for the time being!" ”

"What do you do when you untie the red rope?"

Although he was puzzled in his mouth, he had a rare opportunity not to restrain himself, and he was quite diligent in stopping the water.

It's a pity that at the moment when the Vision of God fell to the ground, his back was suddenly slapped by wings, and his body was instantly unstable, and he staggered and fell on Kunjun's body.

The unconscious blacksmith was hit hard, and his eyelids did not open freely upwards to reveal the white of his eyes, and he immediately fell into a deeper stupor.

Liuyun borrowed the wind Zhenjun to retract his wings casually, stretching his neck to admire the bright sky.

The sin on the body of the water was caused by a dying curse of a demon god, and since then, the lives lost at his hands have helped him grow and wear down his mind.

At the moment when it is just unraveled, there will be a moment of instability in the killing, and the water will come into contact with Kunjun, and the latter will be contaminated with a murderous aura in the next time, and it will take a long time to dissipate.

So......

"Zhishui, look at the murderous aura he carries, how can he not hide evil thoughts?"