Young Master Zang ate his sister's closed-door soup in the morning, and in the afternoon, the thugs who had spent money to train him for several years were beaten up by the whole army, and this breath was really unbearable.

While calling and sending someone to investigate Xue Cheng, he personally went to visit the fourth master, adding fuel and vinegar to say how Xue Cheng refused to treat the fourth master, how he wanted to hurt the fourth master for the rest of his life, and he didn't even want to stay.

The fourth master was afraid and hated in his heart, since Xue Cheng left that day, he could no longer find anyone, and later finally found out that the woman with Xue Cheng was Zang Mengyun's sister, thinking that his physical troubles could finally be solved, and the other party actually wanted to put himself to death, and he also sent people to investigate Xue Cheng at the moment.

In the process of investigation, he connected with Shi Yongrui, Jiang Qiu, and Gu Juanguo, who hated Xue Cheng to death, three people whose lives were held on Xue Cheng's nails.

The five parties held an urgent and rigorous round table.

Shi Yongrui was in charge of providing intelligence, and he installed a number of younger brothers to monitor Yan Lanxi and Xue Cheng on the farm.

"We can basically be sure now that Yan Lanxi can only perform the kind of secret technique that can stun everyone in an instant under special circumstances, and he himself will not have any fists and feet except for that secret technique, and he has no power to restrain the chicken. If we attack him suddenly and knock him unconscious or killed, he won't have to worry about it. As for Xue Cheng, although he is powerful in fists and feet, he doesn't know secret techniques. We can separate the two. sent a good hand to carry a hot weapon, captured Xue Cheng alive, and left her to treat the fourth master in one breath. Shi Yongrui tapped his nails on the table to say his plan, these days, when he thought of Xue Cheng's three nails, he had cramps all over his body.

The other four discussed and basically agreed to Shi Yongrui's plan.

These five people, there are underworlds, whites, and officials, and the helping energy that can be mobilized and found should not be underestimated.

Aunt Xue Cheng didn't know that she would provoke such a powerful force.

Xue Cheng took a bag of ice cream from the car and walked into the restaurant: "Master." ”

"Ka ......" Yan Lanxi was full of ice slag, sitting at the dining table and nibbling on ice, only wearing a single coat and sweating profusely.

"I bought a lot of flavors of ice cream today, this foreign brand, which is old and expensive, is said to taste very good. Xue Cheng took out two boxes from the bag and put them in front of Yan Lanxi.

Yan Lanxi tore open the box and took a bite, dropped it and continued to nibble on the ice cubes in front of her: "Click, it's not cold enough." ”

For Yan Lanxi now, it doesn't matter whether the ice cream is delicious or not, whether there is enough ice is the most important thing. Xue Cheng had already adjusted the refrigerator to the maximum gear, and the freezer room began to freeze, and the ice cubes taken out of the freezer were still disliked by Yan Lanxi as not ice enough.

Xue Cheng wanted to break through to the late stage of Qi cultivation as soon as possible, learn an ice-based spell, and make ice cream with enough ice for his master, but he hit Huaishuzhuang several times, and each time he tried his best to reach the critical point of that breakthrough.

The little brother who delivered the bed in the furniture store parked the car in the yard, he remembered that this was the third time he came here to deliver furniture after the New Year, and today was only the eighth day of the first lunar month. The first time I gave a bed and a set of sofas, the second time I gave a bed and a coffee table, and today I gave a bed and a chair. Could it be that the family is idle during the Chinese New Year, dismantling the bed and playing?

Xue Cheng beckoned the two little brothers to help carry the bed to Yan Lanxi's bedroom, sent away the two little brothers who sent the furniture, and removed the newly bought bedding mat from his car and laid it out for Yan Lanxi. That's right, the mat, the master is sweating all over in the winter, and he has to spread the mat.

Yan Lanxi's state is still very unstable, the day before yesterday during dinner accidentally leaked the heat, directly burned the yard into a big pit, and even destroyed the small pavilion in the yard, fortunately, Xue Cheng reacted smartly, grabbed him and fled to the wheat field, and the two were spared falling into the pit.

Shi Yongming's younger brothers pulled several truckloads of soil to fill in the big pit in the yard, and the younger brothers were also very congested, where did the original soil of the big pit that suddenly appeared in the yard go?

This kind of big situation has only happened this once, and the small situation can't be counted: the clothes Yan Lanxi is wearing may be turned into ash and disappear at any time by the high temperature, and the dishes, chopsticks, cups and plates in his hand will occasionally be heated into slag, ash and water, and what it will become depends on whether he controls the temperature of the leakage. The disappearance of the bedding and sheets he slept on was commonplace.

When buying a new bed, Xue Cheng almost considered buying an iron one, but considering the heat with which Yan Lanxi could melt a mountain peak in an instant, there was not much difference between iron and wood for him.

Xue Cheng and Shi Yongming gave the younger brothers a death order, and no one was allowed to approach the small courtyard without permission.

This is mainly for their good, whether it is turned into ashes by Yan Lanxi's uncontrolled heat, or by Yan Lanxi's charm turning normal sexual orientation into ashes, it is not a pleasant thing.

At three o'clock in the morning the next day, Xue Cheng got up and went to Weiwei Cake Shop to make snacks. It was the first day of reopening business, and she decided to make more snacks to thank her fans for their support, so she set off early.

In the dark and silent night, the smog was so thick that there was not even a single star in sight.

"Click......" The sound of gnawing on ice from the kitchen scares the unsuspecting out of their minds.

"Master, I'm going to make a snack. Xue Cheng whispered in the courtyard.

"Click...... Well. After a while, Yan Lanxi's voice came from the kitchen.

Is Master going to be a lifelong companion of ice? Are you considering settling in Antarctica?

There was a long queue at the entrance of Vivi's cake shop, and there were shadows in the dark.

As soon as Xue Cheng's car stopped, he heard Chu Chu's shout: "Aunt Xue, Aunt Xue, is it okay to make Linglong bread today......?"

Then her voice was drowned out by the screams of a group of children, if she wasn't afraid that she would lose her order of line when she ran over, Xue Cheng would definitely be surrounded by a group of people.

Although they didn't come around, they shouted enthusiastically. This made Xue Cheng feel like walking the red carpet and being shouted by enthusiastic fans.

She greeted everyone with a smile and walked to the door of the store, and the first person in line was actually an old man, Gong Jianing's grandfather.

"Uncle, are your mouth ulcers healed?" Xue Cheng saw that he was in first place, did the mouth ulcers not get better for so long, or did they recur again?

Grandpa subconsciously raised his hand to cover his cheeks and smiled: "It's good morning, from the beginning of eating your family's dim sum, it's fine in a month." Ning Ning's mother called yesterday and said that Weiwei Cake Shop was going to reopen today, and Ning Ning was clamoring for a snack, and I couldn't sleep in the morning, so I came over early. ”

The second in line is also an old man, an old man in a wheelchair, wearing an old military uniform and an old military cap, bursting into tears and grinning at her.

This old man may be Alzheimer's and can't control the secretion of tear glands, but the next moment, Xue Cheng denied his idea just now. She sensed with the feeling of an immortal cultivator who made delicious food that the old man's failing body had taken a higher level of spiritual energy food than Linglong Dim Sum, so that his body that should have been exhausted a long time ago still maintained a trace of vitality. Maybe it's because I've eaten some natural treasures.