Ice Fire Magic Chef

Cha Ji used to be a ghost chef. No matter where he was, he would receive extremely generous courtesy. He saw a few silver coins being thrown at him without even looking at them. He snorted coldly and said, "Do you think we are beggars? On both sides of the official road, there are people.

It’s not your family.”

The knight took a step forward, his expression unchanged, but his invisible aura exuded a faint coercion, repeating his previous words, "Please leave immediately."

"Why are you so domineering?" Nian Bing angrily stood in front of the master. Although he knew that the opponent had the strength of a sword master, he was not afraid at all.

Looking at the little fat man in front of him, the knight couldn't help but frown, put his hand on the hilt of the sword at his waist, and repeated for the third time: "Please leave immediately." Obviously, if he was rejected again, he would take action immediately.

At this time, two people and two women had already stepped off the carriage, and the heavenly voice sounded again, "Forget it, this is not our place. Why bother to embarrass others when we go out." The beautiful voice attracted Nian Bing.

When he saw the two graceful figures clearly, he couldn't help but froze.

There was a woman in front of her who looked to be twenty-seven or eight years old. She was wearing a light blue dress with beautiful patterns embroidered with silver thread. She had slender eyebrows and a beautiful nose, skin as smooth as gel, and long dark green hair.

Her hair was scattered on her back like a waterfall, tied with a silver ring. Her blue eyes were crystal clear, and she was looking at herself with a faint smile on her face.

Nian Bing's eyes were completely glazed over, and his originally stable hands were trembling slightly. When Cha Ji saw this woman, he couldn't help but secretly praise him. After traveling across the continent for many years, he could not help but admire such a beautiful woman with such a top-notch appearance.

I haven't seen many.

"Little pervert, who told you to look at my mother like this?" The little girl next to the beautiful woman suddenly jumped out, put her hands on her hips, and looked at Nian Bing dissatisfied. She looked twelve or three years old and was wearing a uniform.

Wearing a white dress, her eyebrows are very similar to that beautiful woman's. She is full of childishness. Although she is angry, she is still cute. Her dark green short hair is just above her ears, and she has her hands on her hips, which makes her even more delicate.

Stupid place.

"Mom, Mom." Nian Bing's eyes flashed with hazy tears, and he suddenly shouted: "Mom - Mom -" Chaji didn't hold her back, and he rushed towards the beautiful woman quickly.

The knight who was originally in front of them moved very quickly, taking a step across and blocking Nian Bing's path. But at this time, there was nothing else in Nian Bing's eyes except the beautiful woman, and his fat body seemed to be moving quickly.

On one side, his right hand subconsciously pulled out his long sword from the knight's waist. Using the sword as a sword, he quickly slashed at the knight with seven swords. At the same time, he flicked the fingers of his left hand, and two ice picks suddenly came out and struck directly.

The knight's eyes.

As a swordsman and a knight of the Silver Feather Knights, he must go through the test of blood and fire, but even so, how much defense can he have against a child whose height is only as high as his own waist? That sword follows

The long sword that had been with him for many years seemed to be alive in Nian Bing's hands. Although the seven consecutive swords did not have any tricks, a quick word had solved the problem. In the case of self-protection, the knight subconsciously leaned back,

He dodged the ice cone and the long sword that attacked him. The ice cone did escape, but the long sword slashed seven times in succession. His speed was no longer something he could completely dodge as his reaction was slower. Nian Bing had spent a year splitting silk with a hatchet.

After training, his wrist strength was close to that of an adult. The long sword immediately set off a string of sparks on the knight's silver armor. Although it did not really hurt the knight, it still made him extremely embarrassed.

Time was enough for Nian Bing. He bypassed the knight and rushed towards the beautiful woman. Tears slid down his chubby little face, and his whole body exuded a sense of sadness.

For a knight, the sword is his life. It is absolutely a shame and a great humiliation to have his sword taken away. What's more, the person who took away his sword is just a child. The originally calm knight shouted angrily and took a lunge.

Catching up with Nian Bing from behind, the light blue light condensed to his right hand and shot directly towards the top of Nian Bing's head.

"Be careful." Cha Ji exclaimed.

At this time, Nian Bing only had that beautiful woman in his eyes and heart. Any sound in his ears was naturally filtered. He still held the knight's sword in his hand and was still running forward quickly. He didn't know that the person behind him could kill someone.

The angry palms he slapped several times represented the god of death waving towards him.

"He is just a child." A leisurely sigh sounded, and the figure flashed. A slender and graceful hand exuded a silver luster to block the call of death. The knight staggered, and a ball of red rose on his face.

He fell to the side for a few steps before regaining his balance.

It was the beautiful woman who suddenly saved Nian Bing. Her figure suddenly disappeared from Nian Bing's eyes, causing him to pause. When he found that the beautiful woman was beside him, he immediately threw away the sword in his hand, feeling sad.

He called out: "Mom." Like a baby swallow returning to its nest, it flew into the arms of a beautiful woman. Of course, if the baby swallow was as fat as him, it might not be able to fly.

The beautiful woman hugged Nian Bing's shoulders in astonishment, and couldn't help but feel a little at a loss for a moment. Before she got married, she was famous for her fiery temper. Although she restrained herself after getting married, people who knew her name were all excited when they saw her.

She retreated. Except for her husband, if any other man dared to touch her, he would be chopped into pieces immediately. But at this time, Nian Bing, who was full of sadness, rushed into her arms, and she couldn't help but feel a kind of emotion.

Motherly, not only did she not resist, but she subconsciously held Nian Bing into her arms.

"My child, don't cry. Tell auntie what's wrong with you?" the beautiful woman asked softly.

"Mom, mom, don't leave me, don't leave me." Nian Bing's longing for his mother surged out at this moment, and he grabbed the beautiful woman's skirt tightly and cried loudly.

The little girl who got off the bus with the beautiful woman saw that her mother was occupied by someone else, and immediately stopped. She ran over in a few steps and pushed Nian Bing with both hands, "What are you doing? You are not allowed to hug my mother."

The little girl's strength was astonishing. Even if Nian Bing was on guard, he could not compare to her strength. He stumbled and fell to the side. But at this time, he was still holding the beautiful woman's skirt in his hand. The sound of ripping silk could be heard.

The woman exclaimed, and Nian Bing pulled off a strip on both sides of her skirt. The pink skin was looming, and her pretty face suddenly turned red. She quickly grabbed the hem of the skirt to prevent the leakage of spring blood. The knights who followed her came

They turned around hurriedly, praying secretly in their hearts, I didn't see anything, I didn't see anything. If the Marquis found out, I'm afraid he would at least have his eyes gouged out.

"Chenchen, what are you doing?" The beautiful woman covered her delicate body and angrily scolded her daughter beside her.

Chenchen said aggrievedly: "Mom, why did he call you mom? You are just my mother."

The beautiful woman looked at her daughter with a fond look, and shook her head helplessly. A silver light appeared, and the torn skirt actually came together in the weird light. Although it looked a little awkward, at least it was restored to integrity.

Nian Bing fell so hard that he became more awake. Cha Ji had already run over and helped him up from the ground, "Nian Bing, what's wrong with you?" There was worry in his eyes. Now,

What Cha Ji fears most is that the memory seal he placed on Nian Bing will be cracked.

Nian Bing stood up and let Cha Ji pat the dust off his body. He still looked at the beautiful woman infatuatedly and murmured: "You, you are not my mother. My mother's hair is blue."

The beautiful woman had already finished taking care of her skirt. She walked up to Nian Bing gently and said, "Children, does it mean that your aunt looks very similar to your mother?"

Nian Bing nodded vigorously.

The beautiful woman looked at his chubby little face and couldn't help but reveal a trace of love in her eyes, "What about your mother?"

Nian Bing was already awake at this time, lowered his head, shook his head gently, and said: "I don't know, I only have master."

After hearing these words, Cha Ji immediately breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly said: "Madam, I'm sorry. My apprentice's parents are both dead. Maybe it's because he misses his mother too much. I hope you'll forgive me if I offended you."

The beautiful woman smiled slightly and said, "It doesn't matter, this child is so cute."

Chenchen came over from the side, pouted her little mouth dissatisfied and said: "That's not as cute as me, he's as fat as a ball. It's so ugly." Frankly speaking, although Nian Bing is a little fatter, he

After all, he is still young, and with his handsome face, he is really not ugly. Although Chenchen said it, he was thinking in his heart that this little fat guy looked very funny.