She thought that only a weak immortal like her would be looked down upon, but she didn't expect that she was as powerful as Liye, and her previous days were even worse than her, she was protected by her senior brothers and sisters, and he seemed to be alone all the way.

If he was really born tyrannical and cruel to the common people, Er'er might still be able to understand, but the big guy she saw was clearly hard-mouthed and soft-hearted, kind and compassionate, although he had accepted the erosion of evil qi, although the divine fire had been surrounded by black qi, but he was still in the realm of gods and demons, and he did not fall.

But these people kept pushing him, pushing him down into the netherworld, saying that he was born to be like this.

Erle furrowed his face in disapproval.

It was already getting dark outside, and Li Ye finally removed the spirit of Qiantian from the glass bottle and put it into his phoenix-killing knife.

The phoenix killing knife didn't seem to be very happy, and the blade buzzed incessantly, until it was glared at by its master, and then it was honest with a sigh, obediently carrying the soul of Qiantian.

Retracting his strength, Li Ye breathed a sigh of relief, raised his hand to rub his eyebrows, but inadvertently caught a glimpse of what seemed to be a cut on his index finger.

He had a lot of injuries on his body, and this little injury had never been put in his eyes, and as soon as he twisted his thumb, the wound healed back, leaving only some faint pain, and it was not tight.

The enchantment around him began to fade, and he quickly straightened his face and returned to his unwavering appearance, ready to see what good things she was going to make up this time.

However, as soon as the barrier fell, the smell of food wafted outside.

"Ready?" she asked, distantly.

The stove that he had destroyed was now set up outside the Shangbing Palace, and she picked the beans out of nowhere, stir-fried them with chili peppers and shredded meat, and put them on the plate after a while.

"It was just the time for dinner. Putting down the shovel, she brought the dish to the table and put it away, and took two more bowls, filled with fragrant and soft rice, and as soon as the rice came out of the pan, she quickly put it in front of him, and shook her hand and pinched her earlobe.

"It's hot. ”

Li Ye was a little stunned, his hazy eyes were dyed by the mist from the steaming rice, and finally brought a little warmth.

"God doesn't have to eat three meals a day. He said in a hoarse voice.

"I know. Lifting the chopsticks and pestling them on the table, Erer took the meat and stuffed it with rice into his mouth, puffing out his cheeks and saying, "That's why the immortals in the nine heavens don't know the years and months, and they can't taste the joy of eternal life." ”

What fun can eternal life have, he sneered, but he still couldn't hold back, took the chopsticks with her, and sandwiched a slice of green pepper.

He moved too fast, and he didn't have time to open his mouth to warn him, so he could only watch him eat the chili pepper into his mouth, and then his handsome face turned green and then blue little by little.

“......”

Passing over a cup of tea with a weak heart, Erer whispered: "You eat meat, what do you do when you eat that, it is to enhance the flavor." ”

Gritting his teeth and swallowing, Li Ye took a sip of tea, and his expression regained his composure: "You can eat it too." ”

That's not what you just said!

Erer wanted to laugh, pursed his lips and put the meat in his bowl, then lowered his head to shaved rice.

Her eating is very good, not gobbling it up, but it is also delicious, it looks very appetizing, Li Ye knows very well that he doesn't need to eat whole grains, but with this person sitting in front of him, he ate the contents of the bowl without noticing.

After the meal, Erle conjured up a pair of delicate gloves for him.

Li Ye's eyelids immediately jumped: "What to do?"

"The two of you live together, you can't do all the work by me, so how lazy are you...... No, you don't feel involved. He put on his gloves for him hand in hand, and looked like a bitter mouth, "I cook the food, and you will wash the dishes, so that it can be more humane." ”

Li Ye was silent, allowing her to push herself to the stove outside the door, her eyes full of doubts: "So that you can have a human taste?"

Err nodded without hesitation.

She wouldn't say that she hated washing dishes, and if she got into trouble in Taihe Xianmen, her senior brother punished her for washing dishes when she returned, which was her nightmare.

So, let's push it to the big guy.

Li Ye frowned, his eyes were full of hesitation, but he only stiffened for a moment, and he wanted to make a move.

"The bowl washed with immortal magic has no soul. The little thing behind him said quietly.

"......" a few bowls, what kind of soul do you want!

His eyes narrowed slightly, and he wanted to turn around and leave for a moment, but when he caught a glimpse of her excited appearance, he couldn't bear it.

Forget it, it's not just washing dishes.

Breaking up the trick in his hand, he picked up the dishes and threw them all into the water.

Nodding with satisfaction, Erer said, "You wash first, I'll go out." ”

Just kicked Zhen Huan Gong out, he didn't know that Li Ye had saved Qiantian, and it would be bad if he caused a bigger mess, and someone had to report it.

"How long?" he asked.

Erer gestured a few fingers: "The kung fu of the three pillars of incense will be completed." ”

He bowed his head, and continued to wash the dishes silently.

There was a sound of clouds driving the fog behind him, and Li Ye looked at the porcelain plate in the sink calmly, and after a while, the corners of his mouth still went up.

This fool didn't even realize that he had a cloud, and he ran in a hurry, not stable at all.

However, if she found out, she would have run around him even more unsteadily.

Thinking of her funny appearance, Li Ye felt that the dirty bowl in his hand was pleasing to the eye.

He doesn't know how to wash dishes, he only drips water over and over again, but he dries very seriously.

At the end of the month, a bright light fell on him.

When Gen Qi and the others rushed to the Shangbing Palace, they saw such a picture.

Li Ye's tall body stood straight, facing a small sink, carefully and gently cleaning the dirt on the dishes, the black gloves seemed to be cold, but his movements were extremely gentle, and the porcelain plate was put back on the countertop, and he didn't even hear any sound.

Several gods looked at each other with complicated eyes for a while, thinking that Li Ye was practicing some top-level immortal art, but when they got closer, a clean and white plate had been placed on the table, and Li Ye was holding the second plate, and he was going to pinch the trick to draw water and continue to wash.

He sensed the breath of outsiders, but he didn't look up, as if these gods were not as important as the ordinary bowl in his hand combined.

Gen Qi was a little displeased.

He strode forward, raised his hand and pointed to the sky, and fell on the surrounding area of the Upper Bing Palace.

"Liye. The blade behind him stepped forward and said in a deep voice, "You opened the gate of the underworld and injured the soul of the heavens, and you don't plan to have an explanation with us?"

The man at the sink didn't move, washed the second plate, placed it on the countertop very carefully, and picked up the third bowl.

The blade twisted his eyebrows, and with a wave of his hand, he threw out a fairy power.

Qiang –

The two white plates stacked on top of each other were swung to the ground, shattering and splashing with a thud.

Li Ye was about to pinch the trick to draw water, but the action came to an abrupt end.

The gentle aura on his body gradually disappeared, and he slowly turned around, his hazy eyes with a bottomless dead air, and looked at the person who did it steadily.

Dui Jian is the successor to the power of the Dui Xianmen, young and vigorous, and anxious to come out, originally relying on the large number of people who came today, wanting to kill Liye's majesty, he never wanted to be looked at by him, his hands and feet were cold, and the remaining words in his throat were immediately stuck in place, and he couldn't spit it out.

Confused, he took a half-step back, just stepping on the shattered piece of porcelain on the ground.

Click.

Shocked, the blade hurriedly dodged and looked at Gen Yu in a panic.

It's just two plates, isn't it? It's obviously him who did the wrong thing.

Gen Yu's expression was solemn, and the gourd on his waist glowed green, already facing the enemy.

As if to cater to the atmosphere here, the moon entered the dark clouds, and the whole world darkened.

As soon as Er'er found Zhenhuan Gong, before he could speak, he was shivered by the cold wind.

"What's going on. She muttered quietly, "There's still the moon." ”

Zhen Huan was healing, and seeing her standing in front of her talking to herself, she couldn't help frowning: "What do you have to say?"

"Oh yes. Turning around, Er Er said, "Qiantian's soul is no longer in trouble, as long as the aura is nourished, it should recover faster than my senior brother." ”

？？？

Almost didn't sit still, Zhenhuan Gong held his futon and looked at her in shock: "You saved it?"

"How is that possible. Er'er waved his hand, "He saved it with the phoenix killing knife, the soul of the gods like Qiantian, where can a little fairy like me attract it, even if it is drawn out, I can't use the phoenix killing knife to pick it up." ”

"......" His face was red and white, and Zhen Huan staggered to his feet, grabbed her and said, "Go back!"

Erle was taken aback by his sudden excitement, and asked blankly, "What are you going back to do?"

"Oh, let's go!" didn't have time to explain, Zhen Huan Gong pulled her and rushed out of the door.