At the Beginning, I Scolded the Fairy Gate, I Really Want to Die

Ye Ning certainly didn't know that there was such a group of people waiting eagerly for the twelve o'clock to come.

But he is very cooperative.

He doesn't plan to go out anymore.

"Even the donkeys of the production team should take a rest. I have been on the shift for several days."

Ye Ning rolled up his sleeves and entered the kitchen.

As an early independent modern young man in his previous life, he could cook.

It's hard to say how awesome, but it's definitely mid-level.

After traveling through this life, he is very uncomfortable with diet.

Because he thinks that the cooking of people in this world is really horrible!

Ye Ning didn't care about it before.

Because he feels that he might hang up at any time, and then take off directly to the sky, there is no need to eat.

But now, he sadly discovered that his own flight was delayed, and he might have to stay in this world for a while.

So he couldn't bear it anymore.

Ye Ning doesn't give birth to me, the chef of Zhou Dynasty is like a long night!

Fortunately, there is no shortage of all kinds of materials in this world, that is, they have not been developed. Ye Ning uses various bells and whistles to prepare a table of dishes.

What kind of sauced knuckle, what kind of braised pork

Anyway, the cook was dizzy.

She looked at Ye Ning like a god.

Cooking, so much knowledge?

Worthy of being the master, that's awesome.

"Report, Ye Ning is cooking!

Mighty Houfu pays attention to Yezhai's dynamics at any time.

Someone reported it immediately.

"Cook?"

Mighty Hou is a little suspicious of own ears.

"Are you saying that the surname Ye is cooking?"

The spy nodded and swallowed subconsciously.

"Yes, and it should be delicious. The fragrance is all over the courtyard. I have a keen sense of smell and can smell it."

Mighty Hou had a black face.

"Continue to explore."

The spies stepped back.

Everyone sneered.

"The person surnamed Ye still has this leisurely sentiment, but he doesn't know, he has the life to cook, I am afraid that he will die!"

Mighty Hou looked at the time, twelve hours was about to arrive, and immediately smiled.

"It's a pity that there is a table of good food."

Ye Zhai.

Ye Ning looked at the delicious food on this table, and had an urge to cry.

I'm so hard!

Who can understand the sadness of a young man who is accustomed to modern food when he returns to ancient times and eats food that is difficult to eat every day.

If I knew I was so hard to die, I would have done it well.

It's not me to blame.

I just blame too many backstab dogs.

"Have you learned it?"

He asked the cook.

The cook girl nodded fiercely as if pecking at the rice.

Ye Ning breathed a sigh of relief, very good, at least there will be no problem with eating by himself in the future.

"Began to eat!!

Ye Ning gave an order.

As a modern person, he likes the way his family eats happily.

It's a pity that the cook and the old yellow head abide by the rules, holding a bowl and standing while eating.

They dare not go to the table.

I feel that this will lose the dignity of the owner.

Ye Ning said it several times, and both of them fell on deaf ears.

So I can only eat with the little dumb Yaba.

He is Little Sister as a mute, not a maid.

Little mute is not a person with a heavy appetite, but when she ate the first lip of braised pork, she still felt an unprecedented taste spread in her mouth.

"Yummy" 々!"

Her eyes glowed.

It's just a teenager, it's when I love to eat.

Her appetite was completely opened.

"Report, Ye Ning is eating!"

"He's not dead yet?

"I'm not dead! I've been eating, and it's delicious!"

"Why?

Mighty Hou was furious when he heard the report of the spy.

He flipped over the table in front of him with one foot.

With flames gushing in his eyes, he gritted his teeth and said.

"I haven't eaten yet, but he eats very happily!"

After speaking, I realized that own key is wrong.

He looked at the time, his face full of disbelief.

"It's twelve o'clock, why is he still not dead?"

Everyone looked at each other.

No one gave an answer.

After a long time, someone from the family said cautiously.

"Could it be that the Soul Drainer has not been used for too long, so there is a delay?'

Everyone nodded.

"hold on."

"Just let him finish this meal, this is a decapitated meal!"

"He must die, no discussion!

People think that it is impossible to kill a Ye Ning with the soul.

In order to open this absolutely malicious Magic Treasures, each of them paid a huge number of Spirit Stones.

Let alone Ye Ning, a literati, a real person, or even a destiny cultivator above a real person, will have to die when the soul-sucking cup erupts!

Mighty waited quietly.

In that case, you can only wait.

But he was not confident anymore.

He has a very bad premonition.

Wouldn't it be possible to roll over this time?

This meal he ate should be decapitated rice, right?

Ye Zhai.

When Ye Ning's family had a meal.

In the room.

The pale sex fire swayed.

It is getting weaker and weaker, and it may go out at any time.

In the end, it may be the influence of a gust of prestige, or it may be the way it should be.

The candlelight shook for a while and then annihilated.

At the moment of annihilation, a black breath, with a strong foul smell, spread out towards the surroundings.

This time it is not a curse.

It's true destruction.

Previously, the soul-sucking cup continued to spread the curse, and the curse was like gunpowder, permeating the entire Ye House.

And the air of destruction is the primer to ignite the gunpowder.

Completely detonated the previous curse, making this place a Jedi.

but..…

The previous curse breath did not spread out.

Not to mention that it has filled the house of Ye, even the door of the guest room has not gone out. The Demon Cultivator, who is still a fan, instinctively absorbs all the energy that is beneficial to her to restore her body.

Unfortunately.

Demon Cultivator is an expert at playing curses.

And this one is even more proficient in curses.

The cursing aura emitted by the soul-breathing cup all became her nourishment, and she was unceremoniously absorbed by her and transformed into her own power.

She is used to this process.

Then the curse was naturally sucked up by her.

In the end, the air of destruction broke out, and she was still instinctively attracted.

Just when she was about to reach her, she woke up suddenly.

A pair of beautiful eyes opened!

There was a solemn color in his eyes.

"Someone wants to kill me!

"Aura of destruction!"

"This person is vicious!"

She still hasn't figured out the situation.

But this does not affect her to make her own judgment.

With a wave of her hand, she blocked the destructive energy that was about to pour into her body, and then she thought, something seemed to be squirming in her clothes. After a while, a small green snake with the thickness of a finger drilled out of the cuff.

Common snakes look ugly and scary.

But this little snake is so pretty.

The whole body is turquoise and clear, and a pair of green pupils bloom with the color like glaze.

The little snake Zhang Luo took a breath, and the air of destruction turned into a trickle, which was swallowed into his abdomen.

It seemed content, hiccuped, and crawled to Demon Cultivator's snow-white wrist.

He bit his own tail with his teeth and fell into a deep sleep.

If you don't look closely, no one will think that Demon Cultivator is wearing a green bracelet.

She tapped the snake's head with her tender white fingers, and her spiritual thoughts spread out.

As Demon Cultivator, many times are in danger, she instinctively wants to figure out the current situation.

She will not go out until she finds it out.

"Well, it's still in the capital."

She felt the obvious suppression of herself by the Beijing Great Array.

Not only is it not uncomfortable, but at ease.

Because her injury did not heal, she just passed the curse absorption spree to wake her up.

Therefore, she is still very weak now.

Jingcheng, a place that can suppress all practitioners without discrimination, has become her blessed place.

This is also the reason why she had to run towards the capital when she ran away.

The capital is much safer than other places.

""Hey, is it him?"

Demon Cultivator noticed Ye Ning and others who were dining.

There was a playful look in her eyes.

She still remembers this man.

Interesting.

He was able to say such a cleansing Devil Dao, and belittle the immortal door.

She has practiced for thousands of years, has seen a virtuous defender, and has seen a Virgin who sympathizes with the demon door, but she has never seen Ye Ning. Fundamentally speaking, there is no difference between the fairy and the devil, and there is no difference in strength between good and bad. .

These words are thought-provoking.

But it is also fraught with danger.

Xianmen knew that it would inevitably jump in anger.

"What are they eating?

Demon Cultivator's small and exquisite nose sniffed.

She smelled the fragrance of the food.

The taste is very fragrant.

She has been bigu for a long time, but her appetite has not stopped. She has always liked food.

Of course, the food is not mortal food, she looks down on it.

All she eats is the flesh and blood of Yaozeng, Heavenly and Mortal Treasures and the like.

It's a gift from heaven and earth. It doesn't require complicated cooking to make it very delicious.

But these things Ye Ning eats are a bit of a break from her concept.

There are also delicious things in the mortal world?

(Zhao's) She was deeply suspicious.

Of course, this is not important.

She didn't want to be tempted by this little bit of food, her divine consciousness continued to spread, and she discovered the surrounding situation.

Mighty Hou arranged for many people to follow.

What these people hide is very clever.

But for her, it is undoubtedly the louse on the top of the monk's head.

It's clear at a glance.

"It seems that this person's condition is not very good."

The playfulness at the corners of her mouth grew stronger.

She is more and more interested in own "savior".

Finally, she found the soul-absorption lamp placed in the guest room.

"Soul-sucking lamp? It turned out to be this vicious Magic Treasures. Is this someone trying to harm me?"

Demon Cultivator frowned.

But immediately shook his head again.

"Impossible. If my opponent knows that I am healing here, he will definitely kill me directly, so why bother to sentence it."

"This kind of cursed treasure can only help me recover, and can't hurt me a bit. My opponent won't be ignorant of this."

"Then there is only one possibility."

Demon Cultivator glanced across the barriers of several walls, and saw Ye Ning who was feasting.

"It was you who was going to kill, and I, accidentally, saved you!

This discovery made her frown.

As Demon Cultivator, in this life she only kills, never nosy, and never saves.

Actually made an exception for a man.

This made her instinctively uncomfortable.

A cold color gradually appeared in her eyes. .

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