I really want to be a cook

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"Xu had a younger sister back then, and when she was 12 years old, she disappeared with me on the street.

Later, we searched hard and finally found her in a rich family's house two years later.

It turned out that she was abducted and trafficked by human traffickers, and sold in many places, and finally she was sold to a young son of a rich family to be a servant girl, and she was tortured a lot.

When we found her, she was so angry that she threw herself into a well in front of us.

Xu didn't know what kind of torture his younger sister suffered at that time, but he only hated himself as a scholar, with no power to restrain a chicken, and unable to avenge his revenge!

Every time I think about it now, it still hurts like a skin pain, and I can't help myself.

This one-armed sword sect not only colludes with the demon sect, but also dares to do business with human traffickers. If Xu encounters him, he will kill him all over the sect!Dogs and chickens are left alone! "

The last sentence, he said murderously.

Everyone didn't expect Xu Bin to have such a past, and he still wanted to say a few words about Jiang Ping, hoping to give him a warning so that he would not be so tyrannical next time, and he couldn't say it now.

Only Master Huaikong said:

"Let's not discuss this matter for now, but through Jiang's supervision, some problems have been exposed."

"I just heard a sentence from the elder of the National People's Congress to remind me, if we really want to take down the position of Supervisor Jiang, can we do it?"

"What's wrong? The ten great elders are the highest constitution of the alliance. Once the ten great elders pass it unanimously, even the leader of the alliance can be dismissed.

With the approval of half of the top elders, any position below the first elder can be dismissed. "

Ji Rui, the heroine of the Tianshan School, said.

Master Huaikong asked, "But do we have ten great elders? Can the system of great elders really be implemented?

There are still only one of the three major supervisory envoys. If the delay continues, our Supervisor Jiang may monopolize the power of supervision, making the latter two useless.

In short, the framework of the alliance has been set, so don't hesitate and calculate too much. The remaining three elders and two inspectors must be completed as soon as possible.

If you have any suitable candidate in your mind, you can discuss it as much as possible. The so-called meritorious person does not avoid relatives, everyone considers it together, and it is not easy to make mistakes.

However, according to the previously planned position, these three great elders can no longer come from the Seven Sects, and must be selected from external forces. They can be the heads of aristocratic families, or they can be martial arts practitioners.

As for the deacon elders, there is no rush for the time being, they must make contributions to the alliance to be competent. "

Under the urging of Master Huaikong, everyone really came up with a lot of candidates, all of whom were people or forces who had good relations with their sect.

There is nothing wrong with this, and it depends on who is more skilled and can take the lead in the league.

And Jiang Ping's first not-so-successful action turned into a trivial matter under the general trend of the alliance. When the wind blew, it turned into fragments of memory.

So what is Jiang Ping doing now?

Of course, he is making the most important preparations for his plan to meet with Qiye.

……

A roadside tea stall.

What is sold is a large bowl of coarse tea for two copper coins.

Although the taste is not good, but it does quench thirst and heat.

Jiang Ping showed his true face, wearing a white robe, playing with a light red flute in his hand, he was like jade, radiant.

There is Qiu Daoyu, an old man with a cold face, guarding him, and a ruthless young lady with a dead wood mask. The power is really scary.

No one dared to approach at all.

The owner of the tea stall took ten taels of silver and hid behind the stall to watch the clouds.

If there is no business, there will be no business. With ten taels of silver, it is enough to cover him for two days.

"Grandpa, what are we waiting for here?"

Accompanying Jiang Ping to drink a big belly of tea, Wuqing finally couldn't help asking.

Jiang Ping smiled lightly, raised his flute and said:

"Aren't you bored, let me play a song for you"

"This...isn't that bad?"

Ruthless couldn't help looking at Jiang Ping's face.

The uncle at this time is really handsome and gentle, no wonder the junior sister likes him so much.

Jiang Ping put the Fengming flute to his mouth, and played it in a low voice, and a brisk Song of Songs flowed out slowly.

About tea time.

One song is over.

"Does it sound good?"

Jiang Ping asked.

"It sounds good."

Ruthlessly resting his chin on his hands, he said in a daze.

She also couldn't tell whether the song was nice or Jiang Ping was nice.

"Anything else you want to hear?"

"think."

"Then take off your mask."

"Okay... no!"

Ruthless almost agreed.

Covering her mask, she whispered:

"I promised Master, unless, unless..."

Jiang Ping is still very curious about the appearance under the ruthless mask. After all, he has such a good figure, if he looks better, he will get extra points.

Not necessarily interested in her personally.

It's just a common problem of men.

I may not be very interested in women who are naked, but they are very itchy for women who are looming and hidden.

"Unless you meet a man you like... you can take it off."

His voice became smaller and smaller, and his ruthless face was like a tomato after he finished speaking.

But the words had already been spoken, so she had no choice but to silently say sorry to her junior sister, and then looked at Jiang Ping expectantly.

Hearing Jiang Ping's indifferent voice, he looked forward, and there was a faint black shadow flickering.

"Oh."

"Let's talk again next time, the person I'm waiting for is here."

After finishing speaking, a white shadow flickered, and Jiang Ping disappeared immediately.

ruthless:"……"

She almost couldn't hold back and chased after her and shouted, are you playing with my old lady!

But Qiu Daoyu pressed the ruthless shoulder, shook his head and said:

"Young master is meeting a very important person, don't go to see it, you will die."

Ruthless immediately attracted attention: "Who is it?"

Qiu Daoyu sighed a little:

"A horrible guy."

Scarier than the son.

I haven't seen him in two years, and I don't know how far that guy's martial arts has reached now.

But to be able to defeat a demon master, I am afraid that they all have the strength of a great master.

As for the rumors in the rivers and lakes that he loves the younger generation and is willing to abdicate to let the virtuous, whoever believes it is a fool.

As one of the few people who knew the relationship between Jiang Ping and Qiye, Qiu Daoyu couldn't help feeling a little proud.Only the son's confidants can know such an important secret.

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Quiet, private grove.

The wind blows, and the half-yellow leaves fall, making a rustling sound.

The warm sunshine shone through the lush tree canopy, and a man in white smiled gently towards the opposite side in black.

Right now, the wind is good and the sun is just right.

"haven't seen you for a long time."

Jiang Ping still had that lazy look, seemingly indifferent to everything.

In Qiye's impression, since this little friend left the killer's base, he loves to laugh more than before, and sometimes he doesn't know what he is laughing at.

He just laughed, a rogue laugh, a gentle laugh, a happy laugh, a wanton laugh...

He doesn't hide in front of himself, laughs and scolds, and is always willful.

Seeing his smile, Qiye felt that there was a ray of sunshine in the cold and lonely world, and a little more warmth in his life.

All his emotions were wiped out in the day-to-day killer training, and he even forgot how to make himself laugh.

But the little friends around him, he always has fun in bitterness, always finds fun, and then laughs.

Qiye has always regarded Jiang Ping as another self.

A self who can laugh.

He occasionally wondered if he would be as happy as Jiang Ping if he changed his way of life.

But there is no if in the world.

So Jiang Ping laughed for him, and he shouldered the pain for Jiang Ping.

It's fair, isn't it?

So it seemed to him.

Two kinds of life, going round and round, will meet again at the end.

Seeing the long-lost Qiye, Jiang Ping's smile grew wider.

This is his good buddy, his good thigh.

When you see him, you know it's safe.

So he had a good laugh.

As soon as Tianjianfeng left, Qiye ran away and there was no news.

Jiang Ping didn't contact him until Qiye left the customs and killed the great master of the Demon Sect, the Shadow Demon.

But it was just a few words passed on, just to report safety.

The relationship between them does not need too many words.

"What are you still doing standing there?"

Jiang Ping opened his hands, approached Qiye, and said with a playful smile:

"I haven't seen you for so long, don't you even have a hug?"

Qiye's cold face like a sculpture moved slightly, and then said the first sentence:

"I thought you were dead."

"Ah bah bah bah!!"

Jiang Ping immediately became unhappy, and immediately withdrew his hands, cursing and saying:

"You can say such unlucky words, I really misread you.

Let me tell you, there is nothing wrong with this today, this matter cannot be passed!

Because my heart was completely hurt by your knife-like words. "