If I Don’t Die Soon, I’ll Really Become Invincible!

Chapter 91 Three Cups into Yellow Springs

Of course Ye Ning didn't know that there were such a group of people who were eagerly waiting for the twelve o'clock to come. But he was very cooperative.

He doesn't plan to go out.

"Even the donkeys of the production team should take a break. I have been working for several days in a row."

Ye Ning rolled up his sleeves and entered the kitchen.

In his previous life, as an early and independent modern youth, he could cook.

It's not really awesome, but it's definitely mediocre.

After transmigration in this life, he was very unfit for diet.

Because he thinks that people in this world are really unpleasant to cook!

Ye Ning could ignore it before.

Because he felt that he might die at any time, and he would take off directly to the sky at that time, so there would be no need to eat.

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

So he couldn't bear it any longer.

Heaven does not give birth to me Ye Ning, Da Zhou's cooking method is like a long night!

Fortunately, there is no shortage of various materials in this world, but they have not been developed. Ye Ning used all kinds of fancy conditioning to make a table of dishes.

What sauce elbow, what braised pork...

Anyway, the cook was dizzy.

She looked at Ye Ning like she was looking at a god.

Cooking, there is so much knowledge?

As expected of the master, he is arrogant.

"Paper, Ye Ning is cooking!"

The Weiwu Houfu keeps an eye on Ye Zhai's dynamics.

Someone reported immediately.

"Cook?"

The mighty Hou is a little suspicious of his own ears.

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

The spy nodded, subconsciously swallowing his saliva.

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

Wei Wuhou had a dark face.

"Continue to explore."

The spies back off.

The crowd sneered.

"The surnamed Ye still has this leisurely mood, but he doesn't know that he has a life to cook, and I'm afraid he won't have a life to eat!"

Wei Wuhou looked at the time, the twelve hours were about to arrive, and he immediately showed a gloomy smile.

"It's a pity a table of good dishes."

...

Ye house.

Ye Ning looked at the delicacies on this table and had the urge to cry.

I am so hard!

Who can comprehend the sadness of a young man who is used to eating modern food going back to ancient times and eating those hard-to-eat foods every day.

If I had known that I was so difficult to die, I would have done it a long time ago.

It's not my fault.

It's just that there are too many backstab dogs.

"Have you learned?"

he asked the cook.

The cook chick nodded violently 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 yourself in the future.

"Began to eat!"

Ye Ning gave an order.

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

It's a pity that the cook and the old Huangtou abide by the rules, holding bowls and eating dishes standing up.

They dare not come to the table.

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

Ye Ning said it a few times, and both of them ignored it.

So I can only eat with the little mute.

When he was a little dumb, he was a Little Sister, not a maid.

Little Dumb is not a person with a lot of appetite, but when she took her first mouthful of braised pork, she still felt an unprecedented taste spread in her mouth.

"Delicious!"

Her eyes glow.

After all, it is only a teenage child, and it is time to love to eat.

Her appetite was completely turned on.

...

"Report, Ye Ning is eating!"

"He's not dead yet?"

"Not dead! I've been eating it all the time, and it's delicious!"

"Why?"

After hearing the report from the spies, the mighty Marquis was furious.

He kicked the table in front of him over.

With flames in his eyes, he gritted his teeth.

"I haven't eaten it yet, but he's enjoying it!"

After I finished speaking, I realized that the point of own was wrong.

He looked at the time with disbelief.

"It's twelve o'clock, why isn't he dead yet?"

Everyone looked at each other.

No one has an answer.

After a long time, someone from an aristocratic family said cautiously.

"Could it be that the soul-absorbing cup has not been used for too long, so there is a delay?"

Everyone nodded.

"hold on."

"Just let him finish this meal, it's a cut meal!"

"He must die, no discussion!"

People thought it was impossible for the soul-absorbing cup to kill a mere Ye Ning.

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

Not to mention Ye Ning, a literati, even a real person, even a cultivator of destiny above a real person, must die when the soul-sucking cup erupts!

Wei Wuhou quieted down.

If so, then just wait.

But he was no longer confident.

He had a very bad feeling.

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

The meal he ate was supposed to be a meal...right?

...

Ye house.

When Ye Ning's family was dining.

in the room.

Soul-sucking pale candles flickered.

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

Finally, perhaps it was the influence of a gust of prestige, or perhaps it was what it was supposed to be.

The candle flickered for a while, then annihilated.

At the moment of annihilation, a wisp of black aura, with a strong stench, spread out towards the surroundings.

This time it wasn't a curse.

It's the real aura of destruction.

Previously, the soul-absorbing cup continued to spread the curse, and the curse was like gunpowder, filling the entire Ye Zhai.

And the aura of destruction is the trigger for igniting 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 filled Ye Zhai, she hadn't even gotten out of the door of the guest room, and the Devil Cultivator, who was still in a coma, instinctively absorbed all the energy that was beneficial to her to restore her body.

Unfortunately.

Devil Cultivator is an expert at playing curses.

And this one is proficient in the art of curse.

The aura of curse emanating from the soul-absorbing cup has all become her nourishment, which has been rudely absorbed by her and transformed into her own power.

She is used to this process.

Then, of course, the aura of the curse was sucked dry by her.

In the end, the aura of destruction erupted, and she was still attracted by instinct.

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

A pair of beautiful eyes opened!

There was a dignified look in his eyes.

"Someone is trying to kill me!"

"Aura of Destruction!"

"This man is vicious!"

She still hadn't figured out the situation.

But this did not affect her making her own judgment.

With a wave of her hand, she blocked the aura of destruction that was about to pour into her body, and then her mind moved, something seemed to be wriggling in her clothes, and after a while, a small green snake with the thickness of a finger emerged from the cuff.

Ordinary snakes look ugly and frightening.

But this little snake has a beautiful face.

The whole body is green and clear, and in a pair of green pupils, a color like glass blooms.

The little snake opened its mouth and took a breath, and the gas of destruction turned into a trickle, which was swallowed into its belly.

It seemed content, hiccupped, and crawled up to Devil Cultivator's snow-white wrists.

Biting his own tail with his teeth, he fell into a deep sleep.

If you don't look closely, anyone will think that Devil Cultivator is wearing a green bracelet on his hand.

She lightly tapped the little snake's head with her tender white fingers, and her divine sense spread out.

As a Devil Cultivator, she was in danger many times, and she instinctively wanted to figure out the current situation.

She wouldn't go out until she figured it out.

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

She felt the obvious suppression of the capital formation on her.

Not only is it not uncomfortable, but it is reassuring.

Because her injury has not healed, she just woke up through the absorption curse gift package.

Therefore, she is still very weak now.

The capital, a place that can treat all practitioners equally and suppress all practitioners, has become her blessed land.

This was also the reason why she had to run in the direction of the capital when she ran away.

Beijing is far safer than other places.

".〃Huh, is that him?"

Devil Cultivator noticed Ye Ning and others who were eating.

There was a playful look in her eyes.

This man, she still remembers.

It is interesting.

To be able to say such whitewashing Devil Dao and demeaning Xianmen.

She has practiced for thousands of years, and has seen Taoist guards who are virtuous and sympathetic to the devil, but she has never seen people like Ye Ning. .

These words are thought-provoking.

But it's also fraught with danger.

Xianmen knew that he would definitely jump in anger.

"What did they eat?"

Devil Cultivator's small, delicate nose sniffed.

She smelled the aroma of the food.

Mmm, it's delicious.

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

Of course, what she eats is not mortal food, and she doesn't look down on it.

She eats Demonic Beasts, Heavenly and Mortal Treasures, etc.

That is a gift from heaven and earth. It does not require complicated cooking to be very delicious.

But the things Ye Ning ate broke her concept a bit.

Is there something delicious in the world?

(Does Li Hao) She is deeply suspicious.

Of course, it doesn't matter.

She wasn't tempted just because of what she had eaten, her divine sense continued to spread, and she found out what was going on around her.

The mighty Marquis arranged for many people to follow him.

These people are very clever at hiding.

But to her, it was undoubtedly the lice on the monk's head.

At a glance.

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

The playfulness on the corner of her mouth grew stronger.

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

Finally, she found the soul-sucking cup placed in the guest room.

"Soul-sucking cup? It turned out to be this vicious Magic Treasures, is someone trying to kill me?"

Devil Cultivator frowned. Immortal World novel group arrangement ━ group number

But then he shook his head again.

"Impossible. If my opponent knows that I am here to heal, they will definitely kill me directly, so why bother."

"This kind of cursed treasure can only help me recover, and it is impossible to hurt me in the slightest. My opponent will not be unaware of this."

"Then there is only one possibility."

Devil Cultivator glanced over the barriers of several walls, and saw Ye Ning who was eating.

"That person was going to kill you, and I, unintentionally, saved you!"

The discovery made her frown a little.

As a Devil Cultivator, she only kills people in her life, never minds her own business, and never saves people.

Actually made an exception for a man.

This made her instinctively uncomfortable.

A cold color gradually appeared in her eyes. .