I really want to be a cook

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They all felt that it was very possible to judge others by themselves.

Since Qiye didn't take the initiative to admit the relationship with Jiang Ping at this moment, if they talk too much and reveal it, with Qiye's personality, their fate will definitely not be good.

The probability of being hacked to death by a sword is almost [-]%.

They all helped to figure out the reason for being hacked to death.

How dare you slander me, and draw your sword to kill Tianshu!

then

Pawn!

In Qiye's eyes, the background behind them was nothing at all, they were ruthless people who dared to swing their swords at the supreme being and still lived well.

Even if their respective masters, the holy masters of the various veins, were killed by Qiye with an excuse for being careless, there was no way to justify them.

After all, Wuji Supreme, who thought he could help out at the beginning, had gone to retreat long ago, and was indifferent to their life and death.

At this time, what they can do is to be cautious in their words and deeds, and don't let Qiye find an excuse.

Otherwise, he would be hacked to death in minutes!

They belong to the same generation of demon kings, and they are both the future heirs of the demon sect. Who else can be more aggrieved than them.

The appearance of Qiye among the same generation is the luck of the Demon Sect and the future light of the world's Demon Dao, but it is also the misfortune of them who set off the green leaves.

They were supposed to go forward together, but in front of the perverted Qiye, they completely lost their will to compete for supremacy, and all they thought about was to save their own lives.

Several Demon Lords gathered together, looked at each other, and sighed silently.

Let's talk about surviving the battle of Tianzhu Mountain first.

After all, the one who has the last laugh wins, so I can only comfort myself like this first.

A group of people looked at each other and had different thoughts. They seemed to hold their breath and contemplate, but in fact they had already turned a thousand thoughts.

And Jiang Ping, who looked at the silent people from the Demon Sect, didn't know what they were thinking. At this moment, he only had the anger of the collapse of his image in his heart, and the urgency of a quick battle.

After all, getting bigger means breaking clothes, and his image in a pair of white underwear today is a bit indecent.

It can be saved a little bit.

So he snorted again and said:

"What? You don't dare to go up to one-on-one, are you discussing to go together?"

"Okay, I've heard that the Demon Sect's style is despicable and shameless, and they don't respect the morals of the world. If you go together, why should I be afraid?!"

"If you want to come and ask the person with the sword in my hand, you should go to death early!"

"If you can't go up and down, you'll be a villain in vain!"

No matter what, let's use the aggressive method to force these demon warriors down first.

He couldn't handle it if they really went up together.

At that time, I am afraid that other righteous warriors will be asked to help. Then the legend of his sword being empty and the heroes tied their hands will be greatly eclipsed.

Jiang Ping waved his long sword, with a righteous and awe-inspiring look, even though there are tens of thousands of people, I will go there with impassioned and impassioned appearance.

Even if his appearance is not good at the moment, it still dazzles many female warriors and a small number of male warriors on both sides, and their little hearts are beating wildly.

Heroes are not divided into camps, and those with strength are the most attractive.

Jiang Ping, who is most sensitive to this part of his eyes, also noticed it immediately.

His heart moved, thinking quite proudly.

Unexpectedly, by accidentally inserting willows and willows into shades, he just showed off a little, and he gained a group of fans.

As for those men with strange eyes, he selectively ignored them.

Thinking about it, Jiang Ping struck while the iron was hot, and added another fire:

"I don't have the time to stay here with you guys. I'll count to three. If no one comes up, I'll take them away."

"If after counting, you go back on your word."

"Then I won't talk to you about the morals of the rivers and lakes. I will take the Shenwu cannon and go to your house and flatten them one by one."

"Don't think I'm joking, do you know who my good brother is? The son of the Zhao family's army god, and Li Cheng, the young master of the Li family.

One hundred thousand dragonriders will wipe out all of you in minutes! "

Jiang Ping habitually raised the banner.

"Cough cough!"

A slight cough came from a distant hill, followed by a wry laugh:

"Brother Jiang, this time I'm just representing the Li family as a notary, and I don't involve any position. You'd better not get me involved."

Jiang Ping was taken aback for a moment, and then said even more arrogantly:

"Have you heard, brother Li and I are reminding you of the friendship we owe to you?"

"" Li Cheng who is getting used to it.

"" The aggrieved members of the Demon Sect.

"" The righteous people watching the show.

Jiang Ping doesn't care about other people's expressions, as long as he is not embarrassed, it is others who are embarrassed.

He stretched out a finger and said loudly:

"I'm going to start counting."

"one!"

"no need."

A soft voice came from beside him.

"what?"

Jiang Ping turned his head to look, and it was Murong Xianxian who spoke just now.

I saw Murong Xianxian hugging Dugu Zhengyang's body by the waist, his eyes were red, and the tears on his face were still wet, but he still said calmly:

"Zhengyang is dead."

"what?!"

Things ended a little unexpectedly.

Jiang Ping thought that he would bludgeon and beat the crowd, he also thought that he would shout for help and call his relatives and friends on Qiqi 49 Road to help out, and even more thought that seeing the situation was not good, he ran away

But he just didn't think about it.

Before he finished the fight, the man was gone!

This is a disrespect to his business of saving lives!

Jiang Ping moved, and he was already in front of Dugu Zhengyang's corpse.

He stretched his hand forward, and Dugu Zhengyang really didn't have any life, even the warm blood just now started to freeze, and the big hole in his chest looked particularly ferocious at this moment.

"It's clear that the breath is still there just now. With his martial arts realm and residual blood, at least ten days and a half months is not a problem."

"Did"

Jiang Ping frowned tightly, but he still asked:

"Could it be that I was injured by the aftermath of the battle I just had? So, uh"

He didn't dare to say if he was shocked to death by himself, otherwise he would have made a big oolong.

For a long time, if the person is finally killed by him.

if so

A sentence suddenly appeared in his mind:

The clown was me? !

Immortal Murong Xian lowered her eyes, looked at the trace of a smile that remained at the corner of Dugu Zhengyang's mouth, and said in a tone that couldn't tell whether it was relaxed or heavy:

"It was Zhengyang who broke his heart. He didn't want to embarrass you. He said that we have no relatives and no reason, so you don't have to take risks for him."

"In this case, you can show up to save us and give us the opportunity to say the last word, we are already very grateful."

"I could have selfishly watched you fight for us and offend the heroes of the world, but Zhengyang couldn't do it."

"In fact, what he is most afraid of owing is love."

"He told me that he owed a lot of love to many people in his life, from his master, his brothers, me and my children, he owed too much, and he didn't want to owe you everything before he died. share."

"He said he wouldn't be happy even if he just lingered on like this. It would be more dignified not to die."

"You see, men are always so selfish. If he is dead, what will my child and I do? Me"

Murong Xianxian was talking nonsense, and tears flowed down unconsciously.

The most terrible thing for people is not death.

Instead, hope is born after despair, and before hope flickers, it turns into the deepest despair.

That repeated torture is enough to break anyone down.

"I"

Jiang Ping wanted to say something, but when he saw Murong Xianxian's state at this moment, he could only sigh in the end.

Without Dugu Zhengyang, the difficulty for him to take away Murong Xianxian dropped by a whole level almost instantly.

Now there is no reason to save face on the side of the Demon Gate.

only

Jiang Ping still spat in his heart.

Are you looking down on people? !

Even his clothes were torn apart, his image was completely ruined, and he might have offended a group of narrow-minded demon warriors.

He paid so much, but took away a corpse in the end, what will he do in the future.

It doesn't matter at all!

But maybe this is also the best choice for Dugu Zhengyang.

The moment Jiang Ping saw Dugu Zhengyang take the initiative to die, he finally understood how Dugu Zhengyang lost in his previous life.

All he did was to atone for sin.

Come to think of it, since he killed his teacher and friends, and defected from his teacher, he has been suffering from inner torment, and Feng Qinghua's challenge became a force that broke through his last defense.

Died at the hands of the grand master of the same clan, atone for all the sins he committed.

It's just that he didn't have Murong Xianxian in his previous life, so he can walk away without worries.

In this life, because he, a butterfly, broke into Murong's house and touched some lines, Murong Xianxian, who was supposed to disappear and had no news, survived, and even came together with him after going through a series of things.

But why must he die?

Looking at Dugu Zhengyang's body, Jiang Ping turned around, facing many demon warriors, and was about to speak to take away Murong Xianxian, but before he could speak, the others had already made the move.

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"what are you doing?!"

Jiang Ping turned around and pointed at Murong Xianxian's chest, before she had time to circulate her true energy, he sealed her body's true energy.

"Can you please be respectful to me?!"

Jiang Ping's saliva almost didn't spray on Murong Xianxian's face, he said with a look of despair:

"My son has worked hard and worked hard to save you, right?"

"As a result, one hiccupped himself first while I wasn't paying attention, well, I won't argue with him about this matter, and I can't care about it.

Even if I was careless.

But now you want to die for love again! "

"Did you consider my feelings when you did this?!"