I really want to be a cook

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Furthermore, the great master on the opposite side is not a fool.

After they make some adjustments and adjust their interest rates, the offensive will definitely become more violent.

At that time, whether he can block it like now is unknown.

Jiang Ping knew the truth that he couldn't sit still and wait for death. He wanted to take Qiye out several times, but in the end they were blocked by their sudden increase in attack power.

He didn't have Qiye's sword-drawing and cutting-heaven technique in his hands to kill Wushuang, nor could he use the sword-drawing and cutting-day technique.

Once he can't be killed with one blow, all his unique moves will only be resolved by the layers of attacks of these great masters in the end, wasting his own strength in vain.

And after the battle with Qiye just now, the group fighting consciousness of these great masters has obviously increased a lot, and they will fight with him.

This made him even more uncomfortable. Even Jiang Wuqing's fighting spirit could only be beaten on the spot, relying on his strong physical defense to temporarily protect himself, and he couldn't even resist and fight back.

The so-called one force can reduce ten meetings, in the face of absolute power suppression, no matter how superb his consciousness is, his exquisite skills will be useless.

Finally look from a distance.

I saw dozens of orthodox great masters scattered in the four directions, their true qi surged wildly, and the true form of martial arts behind them was revealed in the void. It's amazing at first glance.

These tricks all bombarded a golden ball in the center.

Rumbling explosions, like quarrying rocks, continued to disperse towards the surroundings.

Facing waves of attacks, Jiang Ping switched from Jiang's ruthless personality, and it was the first time he felt powerless from Jiang's ruthless emotions.

Sure enough, firepower is suppression, everything.

Jiang Ping thought to himself that the famous words of the predecessors were indeed correct.

It is a bit sad that the person who is suppressed is him.

Jiang Ping politely said a traditional national curse, then patted Qiye who was under his protection, and asked angrily:

"Hey, I can't bear it anymore, do you have any last words to say?"

Qiye glanced at Jiang Ping, who was terrified but pretended to be calm, shook his head and said:

"No."

"But I have it!"

Jiang Ping gritted his teeth, felt the gradually intensified attack, and said with grief and indignation.

The back has long been scorched black, and some places are even rolled over, revealing the hideous flesh and blood inside, which is currently recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.

However, before it fully healed, the next wave of attacks would be suppressed immediately.

It had just healed, and the bright red and pink skin hadn't even appeared for a second, and it burst open, piercing, like a teppanyaki.

Usually at this time, Jiang Ping would snort to show respect.

After all, it really hurts!

"Oh, can you be more serious with this expression, we are almost dead at this time. You make the next thing I do feel very unfulfilling."

Jiang Ping thought brokenly.

Qiye was taken aback, and said: "What do you mean? You still have a way? Without the help of the magic gate, we can't escape."

Speaking of this, Jiang Ping even forgot about the business, and directly complained:

"I'm not talking about you, how come you have spent a lot of time with me, and the green-robed old monster has also heard and seen by my side, why didn't you learn anything good?

I said to unite all forces that can be united.

Look at how well I am in the Righteous Path Alliance and in the court of Zhao State.

I raised my arms, wondering how many people would be willing to help.

It's a pity that my reputation has probably been ruined by half at the moment, but it's okay, anyway, I have already planned it.

From now on, I won't mess around in the rivers and lakes anymore.

But your qualifications are so good, if you make good use of them, it won't be impossible for all of them to miss you to death now. "

"Oh."

Qiye nodded insincerely, thought for a while and said, "Actually, I have learned the same thing from you."

"what?"

Jiang Ping stroked his chin, rather flattered.

He actually still has a place to be learned by Qiye.

Does he have any advantages that he has not discovered by himself?

"Remember the vengeance!"

Qiye replied honestly.

"Those people I killed, they all participated in the siege of me. This is what I learned from you. I hold grudges."

"Don't talk nonsense, you are slandering!"

Hearing this answer, Jiang Ping's face turned ashen.

He is a handsome young gentleman, with a character like a beautiful jade, and he never holds grudges, so he usually retaliates on the spot.

Of course, it's another matter if you can't report it.

"Okay, I don't care about this with you!"

Jiang Ping forcibly changed the subject and said:

"Now there is a chance of survival in front of you, do you want it? Hiss"

A wave of attacks hit him again.

This time, his flesh split open directly, and he didn't bear the attack, and the force was transmitted to the inside. He gritted his teeth, but blood still oozes out.

"Damn it, it's so fucking painful, I remember all these old haters!"

"If you don't pay me 80 taels of medical expenses in the future, I will never end with them!"

Qiye still didn't understand Jiang Ping's meaning, his expression was a little confused, but he still said:

"Of course I want to live, I'm not stupid."

"That's fine!"

Jiang Ping licked his lips with his tongue, and the corners of his lips were immediately stained red with blood.

"Aren't you able to swallow the Star Demon Sutra? The remaining power in your body should be enough to activate it again?"

"Now, isn't it because there is a high-quality cauldron placed in front of you."

Qiye's expression changed, and he understood what Jiang Ping meant.

"no!"

He would rather die together than trade his life for another.

Use Jiang Ping's life in exchange for Qiye's livelihood.

Shame on him!

Can't do it either!

"To shut up!"

Jiang Ping hissed, his tone lost the sense of joke before.

"Do you think I came up to save you on impulse?"

"I've already thought about it!"

"I also practiced the Baishou Gong and the Qingdi Longevity Sutra in it, and my current main practice is also derived from this practice.

It's just that you chose the star-absorbing magic nature, and I chose the Taoist Heart of Longevity.

But in a sense, my skills and yours are of the same origin.

If you absorb my vitality, it will definitely be half the effort for you.

In addition, I still have the skills left by practicing the Tianzun Kung Fu. The most important thing in the Tianzun Kung Fu is the life energy in it, which has the effect of life and death, flesh and bones, and I have practiced it to perfection.

If you can devour it, it shouldn't be difficult to recover from your injuries.

Over the years, I have also secretly eaten a lot of good things and nourished myself a lot. My body can be said to be the most tender humanoid pill in the world. I don’t know how many demons and witches are thinking about it. Now it’s cheap for you.

If you can devour me, you have never been unable to make up for the shortfall left by Zhan Tian, ​​and there will be further possibilities in the future. "

As he spoke, Jiang Ping raised his head so that no one could see the grief and indignation in his eyes.

Is it really a script arranged by God?

He was destined to suffer this knife for Qiye.

Hearing Jiang Ping's words, Qiye shook his head firmly and stubbornly and said:

"I said, no!"

Sorry, innocent.

Seven nights silently recited in his heart.

Despite knowing it might be the only option, he just couldn't accept it.

"Hiss!"

"Old turtle, give me some strength!"

The attack came again, Jiang Ping spat out a mouthful of blood, and roared to the sky.

Blood stained Qiye's cheeks red.

Well, in other words, it's actually spit all over your face.

"At this time, you are still hypocritical with me, don't you know that time is life."

"Hurry up, dawg, suck as soon as I tell you."

"no!"

Qiye wiped the blood from her eyes, but still answered the same.

"Made, I've never found you so hypocritical."

Jiang Ping said with a mournful face:

"Brother, just take it as me begging you, I really can't hold on any longer."

"When my body is broken, you won't be able to suck anything."

But Qiye's answer was only silence.

Seeing this, Jiang Ping suddenly had a flash of inspiration in his mind, and said quickly:

"By the way, I forgot to tell you, I won't die!"

Qiye's expression really changed, and he was a little skeptical: "Really?"

"More real than gold!"

Jiang Ping breathed a sigh of relief, finally found the root of the disease.

He never thought that it would be so difficult to sell himself one day.

"I still have a life-saving skill, I really can't die!

You can feel free to suck it for me, even if you may be disabled for a period of time, but at most three to five years, I am a good man. "

"Made, if you weren't better at fighting than me, if you don't recover and you can't fight, I can let you bring me down!"

"Hurry up, my wife is still waiting for me to come home!"

Qiye took a deep look at Jiang Ping, there seemed to be a crystal flash in his eyes, and then the little zhenqi left in his body mobilized.

He put one hand on Jiang Ping's chest, feeling the throbbing vitality in his body.

He didn't think it before, but now he tried it with the exercises, and he discovered that the vitality and blood in Jiang Ping's body were unexpectedly astonishing.

He had devoured so many people's true qi and blood qi before, but they were only comparable to Jiang Ping.

"Suck it, suck it for me!"