I really want to be a cook

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As soon as Jiang Ping sucked the palm of his hand, he saw the dead leaves and branches around him skillfully gathered into a pile, and then with a flick of his fingers, the fire rose up suddenly, illuminating half of the sky.

Well, it's much better this way.

What the hell dares to get close to such a strong fire?

Jiang Ping couldn't help feeling more secure.

Ruthless but still worried, even through the mask, you can see worry in her eyes.

"Uncle, do you think they can find Brother Leng?"

Ruthlessly leaning against Jiang Ping, it seems that the wind at night is a bit cold, and her distance has obviously broken through the normal boundary between men and women.

Jiang Ping frowned.

Is this woman deliberately taking advantage of him?

"Are you familiar with the surname Leng?"

Jiang Ping asked casually.

With a ruthless sigh, he said with a hint of recollection:

"Back when Senior Brother Leng was brought back by Master, everyone didn't like him because of his animal nature, so he was very withdrawn.

And because my father died in the line of duty, my mother remarried after taking my father's pension. She thought I was a fool, so she threw me to my grandparents.

After Master knew about it, he took me back to the Shenhun Division and accepted me as an apprentice.

That was also the first time I met Senior Brother Leng. Everyone told me that Senior Brother Leng was a child raised by wolves, he couldn't speak, and he could bite people.

I was always afraid to talk to him.

Later, during a training session, I was hunted down by a pack of wolves. Brother Leng rushed out to fight with the pack of wolves and saved me.

Only then did I know that Brother Leng has always remembered our senior brothers, but he is really not good at communicating with people.

Later we became more and more familiar.

Brother Leng also helped me a lot.”

Ok?

Several question marks appeared on Jiang Ping's head, and there was a faint green light emitting from it.

Why does it sound more and more like the plot of childhood sweetheart.

According to the development of the plot, they should experience tempering immediately, and then express their hearts to each other, and live happily ever after.

Jiang Ping ran past the three mud horses in his heart.

At the same time, a thought popped out of his heart like a devil.

Could it be that I am the second male number in their love story who does not ask for anything in return and wholeheartedly provides powerful assists?

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Nima!

Jiang Ping was stunned for a while, and quickly threw out this unreliable idea.

Don't say that he doesn't have any evil thoughts about Wuqing for the time being, even if he has, with his ability, will he lose to a Leng Sirius?

He is the man who has conquered the stomach of Tianzun!

So any messy plot will never happen to him.

But for some reason, Jiang Ping inexplicably felt that the ruthless senior sister next to him suddenly became more attractive to him.

Is this because of the charm of the opposite sex brought about by male competition?

Gan!

How can I, Jiang, be driven by physical desires!

So Jiang Ping silently recited the meditation mantra, and then looked up at the stars. The vast night sky calmed him down.

Soon, his eyes were like water, and he returned to indifference.

At the same time, his state of mind has improved even more faintly, and even his spiritual thoughts have become clear.

Jiang Ping secretly praised it in his heart.

As expected of me!

Standing still in the face of seductive women, he is simply an extinct good man.

Wuqing didn't know what a wonderful drama the man beside him just played in his heart.

After she finished telling the story, she looked at the dancing bonfire in front of her, and suddenly let out a long sigh, and said:

"Brother Leng is a good man, I really don't want anything to happen to him."

Jiang Ping nodded perfunctorily:

"Yeah, it's best if nothing happens. If something happens, I'll avenge him, and I'm worthy of his spirit in heaven."

Ruthless but no interest in talking, the fire reflected in his eyes, and the whimpering wind sounded from the secluded cave behind him.

As for Lao Qiu, he and Gui Youtian discussed farm life, such as the twelve ways to increase the yield of the field, the raising and care of sows, and the healthy growth of dolls.

Gui Youtian, who had just seen Qiu Daoyu make a move, naturally would not refuse the master's approach.

So one is willing to speak and the other is willing to listen.

Not to mention, it's quite harmonious.

The four Tianzhu guards stood guard in four directions with a sense of mission, carefully observing the surrounding troubles.

In a blink of an eye.

Two hours passed.

The night is getting late, and the wind in the mountains is getting colder.

But there was still no movement from under the cave.

"Son."

Qiu Daoyu stopped discussing with Gui Youtian at some point. He walked to Jiang Ping's side and said softly:

"Something's wrong, why don't you let me go down and have a look."

Jiang Ping touched his chin and said:

"Don't worry, they have been hit by my heart-destroying finger. If they want to survive, they have to be obedient and wait."

Qiu Daoyu froze for a moment and asked:

"My lord, do you really know that heart-destroying finger? Why haven't I heard of it before?"

He thought his young master was trying to scare people.

After all, the young master did not do this kind of thing once or twice.

But I heard Jiang Ping take it for granted:

"Of course I won't, but if you don't believe it, can they believe it? And you don't think I'm just poking them for fun.

I left a qi in their bodies, and it will explode within four hours at most.

If they don't come up again, they really can't come up. "

"That is to say, they only have six hours to live?"

Ruthlessly looked at Jiang Ping in surprise.

This was the first time she had seen Jiang Ping's ruthlessness.

"It's just a basic operation, and there is no need to talk about morality with these people."

Jiang Ping waved his hand and said:

"After an hour, if there is still no movement, we will go down."

In fact, he wanted to wait for dawn and call all the people from the backer sect to dig up the tomb directly as a wave of labor.

He's not stupid, so why should he follow the tomb owner's train of thought.

He is different from a gopher, as long as he throws his name here, who dares to stop, who can stop?

Don't say this is a tomb without an owner, it means it has an owner.

He can also be dug by saying hello.

After all, digging by gophers is called tomb robbery, and digging other people's ancestral graves, while his digging is called archaeology, which has research and learning significance, and has a positive color.

It's just that time is tight now, and there is no room for him to take his time.

He didn't care if Leng Sirius was dead or alive, but he wouldn't deliberately delay the time, so that he would die straight away when he could have lived.

Another half hour.

Only a loud cry was heard at the entrance:

"Inspector Jiang, save me!"

I saw a figure fleeing in a panic, it was the leader with a beard, and behind him was a tall monster with red eyes, walking upright, with long hair, resembling a werewolf, and howling sharply.

"Brother Leng!"

Called ruthlessly with a little surprise.

"what?"

Jiang Ping's voice also became surprised, pointing to the werewolf monster who was still chasing the bearded man and said:

"This is Leng Sirius? He can really turn into a wolf with feelings. Lao Qiu!"

"Understood son."

Qiu Daoyu slipped his footsteps, and he was already behind the bearded man, blocking the werewolf with his palm.

boom!

With a dull clap of palms, Qiu Daoyu stepped back half a step.

And the werewolf transformed by Leng Tianlang also turned backwards.

But he shook his head, raised his head to the sky and screamed, his body was surrounded by blood, and he was about to attack Qiu Daoyu again.

"Old Qiu, this is senior brother Leng's life-threatening method, stop him quickly, otherwise he will be useless when the blood in his body is exhausted."

Ruthlessly reminded loudly.

Qiu Daoyu nodded silently, a black and white long knife loomed behind him, and the artistic conception of life, death and prosperity of martial arts overwhelmed all directions.

The werewolf, who was originally full of energy, also felt threatened, staring at Qiu Daoyu, howling uneasy.

"Descent!"

With a shake of the long knife, a sense of coldness turned into a cage to trap the werewolf, and the burning blood was immediately extinguished as if poured with a basin of ice water.

The werewolf with its teeth and claws was also frozen by a big lump of ice, like a piece of amber, lifelike.

The boundary between a master and a grand master is not something everyone can cross.

After Qiu Daoyu made a serious move, no matter how vicious the werewolf incarnated by Leng Tianlang was, he had to die down.

Lie

There was a voice of discouragement,

The Leng Sirius in the ice shrunk, his hair fell out, and he turned into a normal human body.

Jiang Ping struck out with one palm.

A group of green light lingered around the cold Sirius.

Rescue the dead and heal the wounded!

Jiang Ping, who has comprehended the meaning of the sword of longevity, is a big blood bottle with him, and anyone who is not dead can hang his breath.

When the palm force was healing Leng Tianlang, Jiang Ping looked at the bearded man who was still in shock:

"What happened down there? How could you be hunted down by him?"