I really want to be a cook

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The thunder was rumbling, and the rain was falling in a hurry, as thin as white lines. Looking around, it was hazy, like a layer of fog between the sky and the earth.

This rain has been falling for a long time.

In the jungle with complex terrain, a panicked figure staggered towards him. He looked back from time to time, as if someone was chasing him from behind.

In fact, someone really was chasing him.

His name is Zhang Changchang, a native of Qin, he was born in a martial arts sect called Hongfeng Valley, and he can be considered a martial arts genius.

He is naturally not as good as those top geniuses, but at the age of thirties, he has the strength of a peak master, which is enough to be proud of.

Going back 30 years, he is definitely the future head of the sect.

But now, he has several competitors.

After all, geniuses these days are the least valuable.

Among them is the current head's own son.

In order to successfully become the heir to the head of the sect, he chose to follow the sect Taishang, who has become a great master of martial arts, to Tianzhu Mountain to participate in the decisive battle between righteousness and evil.

He knew it was an uphill battle.

But in his heart he was somewhat lucky.

Maybe it is really dangerous, but with the protection of the Supreme Master who is a martial arts master, his chance of survival must be much higher than others.

Don't blame him for catching up from behind if those competitors for the head are afraid to take risks.

If there is a chance, maybe he can take this opportunity to form friendship with the Supreme Elder. After returning home, with the support of the Supreme and the achievement of leading the team to Tianzhu Mountain, he is almost unstoppable as the future master.

The plan is beautiful, but the reality is too cruel.

Zhang Changchang found that he was a little too wrong, and his prediction of the future was a little too good.

Only then did he understand why the head's son didn't lead the team to play, and then he understood the reason for the sigh in Tai Shang's eyes along the way.

It's just that the desire for power and fame blinded his eyes and made him selectively ignore this issue.

When seeing the martial arts master who usually symbolizes invincibility fall from the sky like a dumpling, watching his own grand master struggling in the siege, he is always in danger of dying.

Zhang Changchang shamefully became a deserter.

Fortunately, he still retains his sanity, he knew the rules of the decisive battle in advance, and he was not allowed to go out of Tianzhu Mountain within twelve hours.

There are three violent agencies guarding outside Tianzhu Mountain, and they will not let go of any opportunity to attack the forces of the rivers and lakes.

It's just that luck is called luck because people often think that they will be the one-in-a-kind lucky one.

Zhang Changchang watched helplessly as an orthodox martial artist who was running for his life just stepped out of the Tianzhu Mountain range, but was shattered by a powerful crossbow and feather arrow from nowhere, turning his whole body into a sieve. Not a single piece of good flesh remained.

There was silence outside the mountain, as if nothing had happened.

Zhang Changchang shuddered all over, turned around and ran back quickly.

Tianzhu Mountain is not big, but it is not small. The area of ​​this mountain peak is about [-] square kilometers.

Hiding a person is not a simple matter.

Just hide carefully, run out after twelve hours, and make yourself more embarrassed.

Who knew he was a deserter.

Zhang Changchang made up his mind and wanted to find a tree hole or a cave to hide from the rain and people by the way.

It doesn't matter whether it's righteous or demonic.

He does not want to see.

But he is a warrior, a martial arts practitioner, let him fight with wild beasts, he is good at wielding a sword, but he can survive in the wild, and it is a bit embarrassing for him to hide the truth while marching.

So it was no surprise that he met two Demon Sect warriors.

The heavy rain washed away his traces, but not his habits.

He has been pampered and pampered for so many years, even if he hides from others, he chooses a prettier and cleaner place conditionally.

Therefore, Zhang Changchang had every reason to suspect that the two demon warriors chasing him at the moment were also deserters like him.

Otherwise, how could it be such a coincidence that they just happened to see the cave where he was hiding.

Fortunately, he was vigilant, as soon as he heard movement outside, he quickly held his breath, caught them off guard, and then ran away quickly.

Almost got caught in the urn.

It's not that he didn't want to compete with them, if he could kill these two demon warriors, then his escape would not be considered an escape, but a pursuit.

It's just that after a little probing, Zhang Changchang knew that he was not an opponent, so he decisively chose to run away.

There was the first time to escape, but this time, facing the Demon Sect warriors and escaping, he didn't feel much psychological pressure.

Then the opponent did not let him go, biting him all the way, and even almost stopped him several times.

He also paid a heavy price to escape again and again.

For this reason, the condensed qi in his body was almost exhausted, and he couldn't even arouse the qi to avoid the rain.

The bean-sized raindrops were rushing and fast, and when they hit the face, it was extremely painful.

He had a premonition that when he was caught up again, it would be the moment of his death.

Suddenly, a figure flickered in front of him.

In the heavy rain, it is hazy and hard to see clearly.

Zhang Changchang was overjoyed.

At this time, for him, there is no worse result.

Whether it is a demon warrior or a righteous warrior, it is a turning point for him.

He ran towards the figure.

But he gradually stopped, and suddenly felt that the air became much colder.

The whirring rain became extremely cold, flowing down his neck, chilling his heart.

Only now did he really see clearly that the figure was an exceptionally handsome young man.

He was dressed in a black robe, but it was spotless. When the rain fell from the sky, it was shattered by an invisible force three feet away from him, and turned into rain and mist, rising up like a transparent circle of light.

The man's face was expressionless, and he even felt a little dull. He looked at the distant sky with his hands behind his back, not knowing what he was thinking.

Even Zhang Changchang's arrival couldn't make his mood fluctuate at all.

When Zhang Changchang saw the man, he seemed to see some kind of scourge.

Endless warning signs of crisis kept sounding in his heart, and his heart beat violently, as if it was about to be squeezed out of his throat.

He wanted to keep running.

Even if he was beaten to death by the two demon warriors behind him, he was unwilling to face this man.

Somewhere, he had such an idea.

But his feet didn't listen to him at this moment, they seemed to be rooted in place, and he couldn't break free at all.

His heart was full of despair.

If he was asked to re-election, he must change direction.

slap!

As the boots hit the ground heavily and splashed water, Zhang Changchang heard movement behind him, indicating that the pursuers had arrived.

He wanted to move, but the space seemed to freeze, and it became difficult to even turn his head.

In the end, he only heard the sound of the two Demon Sect warriors kneeling on the knees who were still vicious towards him just now, and even the voice was full of fear:

"Meet the devil!"

Demon Lord?

Before Zhang Changchang had time to react, he felt a pain in his body, his consciousness was quickly withdrawn, and the world turned gray and white.

Pfft!

Zhang Changchang seemed to see his body falling to the ground, and he suddenly understood at this moment.

Oh, it turns out I'm dead.

……

It's still raining.

The sound of clattering came to my ears, and I felt extremely noisy, it was even more noisy than in the busy city.

The sound of the rain is filled with a silent dead silence, as if only you are left in the world.

Two Demon Sect warriors, whose names have not yet been named, knelt on the ground on one knee, trembling.

Just now, they watched Zhang Changchang's body fall to the ground, and then the blood all over his body was drained by an invisible force, turning into a rotten piece of wood.

Even after listening too much and getting used to all kinds of magical skills of the Demon Sect, the two Demon Sect warriors could not help but tremble at this moment.

The Seven Nights Demon Lord in front of him has always been known for his cruelty, moodiness and moodiness.

Qiye didn't speak, and was playing with a red crystal-like object in his hand.

This crystal is about the size of a date stone. If you look closely, you can see blood-colored liquid bubbling inside the crystal, which is a brighter and more beautiful color than blood.

Click!

The blood-colored crystal shattered, and a ray of blood-colored power turned into a blood thread and penetrated into the palm of Qiye, and then disappeared.

Now the two Demon Sect warriors felt chills in their hearts. They just saw with their own eyes that the blood-colored crystal was transformed from the essence of flesh and blood in Zhang Changchang's body.

Cultivation techniques that are practiced by humans, no matter in the righteous way or in the magic sect, are the most evil and terrifying types, and will be tabooed by everyone.

They obviously didn't expect that their Seven Nights Demon Lord practiced such a skill.

"It's okay."

After Qiye absorbed the blood-colored crystal, she commented softly, then lowered her gaze, and opened her hand to suck it.

"If you are unlucky, let's start with you."

"No!"

"Devil Lord, spare your life!"

The two panicked shouts stopped abruptly before they could pass through the heavy rain.

The killing begins...

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The continuous torrential rain will stop, and there will be a blazing sun tearing through the clouds, emitting a radiant light, and the world will return to light.

After the long-lost sun fell, Tianzhu Mountain was already in a mess.

There were bloodstains everywhere, and the heavy rain hadn't washed it away, as if silently telling the tragedies that happened before.

The sword is broken, the knife is broken, the spear is broken, the shield is broken

The broken weapons fell to the ground feebly. The weapons were dead, and the fate of their owners was naturally grim.

Big trees fell down the middle, and the emerald green branches and leaves were covered with mud and sprinkled all over the ground. The ground was full of potholes, large or small, and clusters of refurbished soil poured up.

As far as the eye can see, there is the smell of gunpowder smoke, filled with a disturbing dead silence.

I don't know how long it took.

A bird song sounded, and the tired bird returned to its nest.

It jumped up and down on fresh tree trunks on its feet, shaking off the rainwater on its body, and a few figures staggering and supporting each other broke into its eyes.

It was startled immediately, flapped its wings and fled quickly, as if recalling the previous roar.

"Damn! Is he crazy?!"

One of the three found a tree stump and sat down, gasping for breath, ignoring the wet water on the stump.