Deity of the Cursed Sword

(Xiaoyu is wearing this now. En, I feel this picture is the most adorable ~)

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"Master, please dine."

Inside the house, Chu Tian and Qianlong sat down, Shi Lan bent over slightly and saluted politely.

The agreement with Chu Tian is still there. Before all three assassinations are completed, Chu Tian will not do anything to himself. Otherwise, it is a breach of contract.

This is why Shi Lan boldly came over to deliver meals.

The opportunity to assassinate the leader three times, looking at the world, you may have the best chance to kill the person in front of you ...

However, ordinary assassinations seem to have no effect, and Shi Lan found that he had a little entanglement in the question of whether he should be killed or not ...

Chu Tian sniffed and said, "It's still Pao Ding's craftsmanship, roast duck, I like it. By the way, go back and tell Pao Ding, let him pay attention to the heat next time when he cooks, and it will burn a little too hard.

"Yes, the leader." Chitaki said softly.

This man is still so perfect.

Either way, it has reached a height that ordinary people can't reach in a lifetime.

Shi Lan stretched out his hand, and opened the wooden bucket for rice. A scent of fragrance wafted out, overflowing the house and drifting out of the breeze. Pao Ding's roast duck has all colors and fragrances, and the refreshing fragrance smells drooling.

Shi Lanshui Lingling's eyes flickered for a few times, and his heart beat slightly, as if to hide something.

This dish ...

This dish is not ordinary.

It is of course not possible to use the same trick twice, but using similar tricks twice can make people less precautionary. Although there are still many doubts in my heart, there are not many opportunities to assassinate the priests ...

Shi Lan put something in it as the first assassination of Chu Tian.

The amount of medicine does not dare to be too much, because Chu Tian itself has the name of medical saint, and too much is easy to be noticed. However, these amounts are enough to poison several masters.

Considering that Chu Tian is a master, it must not be lethal.

Thinking of this, Shi Lan's heart was slightly relaxed ... What the **** is wrong with him ... He would be relieved if he didn't poison Chu Tian immediately ...

Is the Christian leader really good? Is he a good man who killed Chu Nangong?

Shi Lan became more and more entangled ...

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"--Father, this dish?"

Chitaki suddenly reached out and pointed to the wooden barrel, looking at Chu Tian puzzledly.

Chitaki's eyesight naturally also saw some differences. Unexpectedly, it was rare to have lunch outside with my father and adults, and actually encountered a poisoned assassin.

Xiao Qianlong's affection for Shilan is suddenly lower ...

"Oh, you said this dish shouldn't be so delicious? Chitaki, you're too small to see the world, this daddy, all his craftsmanship is on the dish, making such a delicious meal, it is still possible, no need to be surprised What ... Of course, compared to being a father, there is still a long distance. "

Angel Chu blinked at Qianlong, indicating that Qianlong should not be exposed.

Chitaki sighed, not knowing what his father wanted to do. But since my father doesn't care, I don't need to worry about it.

"Shilan, don't stand, sit down." Chu Tian then said to Shilan.

"Yes, the leader."

Shi Lan said, put down the lid and brought out a plate of delicious dishes.

The shining oil stain glowed brilliantly, the steam was steaming, fluttering in the house, and conveyed to the outside along the breeze.

Those Confucian disciples who were just about to leave suddenly smelled this scent, froze one by one, standing blankly, enjoying this beautiful scent ...

"The godfather and the saint. Today's meals are ... roast duck, poached eggs, braised rabbit meat ..."

Shilan came up with the same name every time he said a dish.

There are 10 dishes in total, which is Pao Ding's favorite work, and it takes a lot of effort.

Color, fragrance and taste have reached a peak in every aspect. Piao Ding's method of resolving the bull's knife is understood from cooking. In cooking, no one in the world of Qin Shimingyue can match Piao Ding—naturally, excluding Chu Tian and the beautiful women around him.

Chu Tian picked up the chopsticks, took a bite of the meal, put it in his mouth, and chewed slowly.

"Well, yes, yes, very good."

"Every mortal, to achieve this kind of situation, this bishop has some admiration. If you compare Tao Ding's talent in cooking with the martial arts. Yu Ding is comparable to Dong Huang Tai."

"Interesting people ..."

"..."

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Chu Tian chewed and tasted.

At this point, Chu Tian has eaten delicious food. Chu Tian ’s interest is often not the meal itself, but something else. Pao Ding, was the one who made Chu Tian care slightly.

It's a pity that they are from the Mo family, otherwise Chu Tian still has a little reluctance to kill. In this era of "gentleman far from the kitchen", it is not easy for a master chef to be born!

Tasting slowly, Chu Tian's movements are fast, and half of the duck has been eaten in an instant ...

"Father, I want to eat too!"

Qianlong laughed loudly and snatched half a duck leg from Chu Tian's hands, smirking.

Unlocking the veil, a beautiful face of Qianlong Qingcheng Qingguo suddenly appeared. Beautiful, beautiful, holy like a fairy, ethereal like a mountain spring, quiet like a lotus ...

This breath of dust, Rao Shi Shilan also shocked in an instant.

Although in appearance, Shilan and Qianlong have their own merits. But Chitaki was a high god, and that temperament was beyond Shiran's comparison. Pure and clear, people can't help but get close, and the snow-like skin is exquisite and beautiful, as if it is a naive child. A piece of cherry. Peach small. Mouth slightly open, cute.

Seeing Chitaki is about to bite off a piece of duck meat.

"Holy lady, no--"

Shi Lan quickly refused.

She just came to stab Chu Tian, ​​and this kind of medicine should not poison Chu Tian, ​​and at most she would be comatose. But Shilan did not want to kill the innocent saint.

A virgin who looks so pure and ethereal, no one wants to murder.

What's more, it's the originally kind Shilan.

"What's wrong?" Chitaki stopped and asked.

"This--"

"Although this duck leg is not tasty, but my father eats it, so does Qianlong. Shilan, why don't you let me eat it, is there any reason?

Chitaki's pure eyes are like autumn water, looking at Shi Lan and saying.

There seems to be a hint of thinking in the pure eyes, wanting to see Shi Lan through. Chitaki's heart suddenly had some doubts about this young girl of her own age ...

What happened between her and her father ...

"This ... this duck leg is not suitable ... not suitable for girls to eat ... it ... it ... it's public." Shilan couldn't find a reasonable reason, his face was flushed, he said so.

"I heard this for the first time."

Chitaki smiled.

"Madonna ..."

Seeing that it was too late to stop, Chitaki opened his mouth. He bit his head gently on the duck's legs, his eyes full of smiles. Chu Tian and Qian Long, so quickly wiped out the poisonous food ...

But the two of them knew nothing.

Shi Lan couldn't help but feel strange.

Really ... not poisonous?

Make a mistake yourself?

The incomprehensible Shilan reached out his hand, picked a piece of shredded potato, put it in his mouth, and chewed it carefully ...