Survival In The Fog: I Can See Hints

While Ye Qianfan was talking, he poured boiling water into the instant noodles, and then added various seasoning packets, and the aroma instantly spread to the surroundings.

After the saint's little nose moved, her eyes became brighter and she said, "I want to learn, I want to learn! No matter what the price is, I will learn!"

"Since you are so persistent..." Ye Qianfan rubbed his chin, his face was serious, and he said as if he had made a difficult decision: "For you, I made a decision that violated my ancestors, and that is to pass on my ancestors. Eighteen years of fireball skills, I will teach you! But the price is that you have to work for me for three years, no more, no less, just three years!"

"Eighteen years?" The saint found a loophole in the words.

But Ye Qianfan quickly said: "Oh, don't worry about these details! Anyway, it's just one sentence, do you want to learn?"

While talking, Ye Qianfan summoned three big fireballs, just like playing a clown toss, throwing three big fireballs into the air one by one, catch them again, and throw them again!

The saint's eyes were immediately attracted by this dazzling fireball technique. After all, the witch clan naturally worships fire, and even their ancestor gods are all summoned from the land of flames.

therefore……

How could she endure the impact of the dazzling fireball!

The saint nodded repeatedly and said: "Learn! Let alone three years, even if it is thirty years, I am willing! As long as I can learn the fireball technique, I will definitely let the people of the Wu clan go up to the next level, and never again Bullied by other races!"

"Is there anyone in your witch clan who can bully you?"

Ye Qianfan complained.

After all, among other things, the Wu clan's ancestors are indeed extremely powerful. If Ye Qianfan hadn't obtained the hand of destruction, they might be helpless with those so-called ancestors!

"Uh……"

The saint shook her head, as if she had slipped her mouth just now, so she didn't dare to say any more.

After the instant noodles were soaked, Ye Qianfan took out two ham sausages, turned his hands into knives, sliced ​​them into pieces, and threw them into the instant noodles, letting the instant noodle soup heat up the ham sausages.

But the saint stared straight at the steaming instant noodles, swallowed and said, "It smells so good!"

"It's delicious, after I cut the ham sausage, you will know what is really delicious when you take a bite of instant noodles and ham sausage!"

Ye Qianfan taught the saint about the experience of being a social animal in the past few years.

No one knows the art of instant noodles better than social animals living alone!

"Suck!"

The saint took a sip of the instant noodles, and her eyes were so beautiful that they turned into crescent moons.

And Ye Qianfan also started to eat instant noodles. He hasn't eaten this kind of stuff for a long time, it's so delicious!

Instant noodles are something you eat every day, you scold me.

But if you don't eat it for half a month or a month, you can get another bucket, and it will be so fragrant that you want to cry.

"Knock knock knock!"

While the two were eating noodles, someone knocked on the iron door of their container.

Ye Qianfan went to open the door, only to see a fat man weighing at least three hundred catties in terms of size alone.

Although this guy is fat, his sensitivity is quite high.

The moment Ye Qianfan opened the door, he slipped in through the crack of the door, which was only half a person wide, and said, "What are you eating? So it's instant noodles, it smells so good!"

The fat man deliberately ran to Ye Qianfan's instant noodles, and then pretended to accidentally sneezed on the instant noodles, "Ha Qiu!"

"Ah! Sorry, sorry, I have a little rhinitis."

"Because your noodles are so fragrant, I couldn't hold back, so I sneezed, I'm really sorry!"

"Why don't you give me this bucket of noodles, and I'll pay you a new bucket later?"

"Okay, deal."

Ye Qianfan sneered and agreed.

When the fat man heard this, he was overjoyed. He quickly picked up the disposable fork of the bucket of noodles and stirred them in the noodles, trying to scoop out the noodles, but after a long time of fishing, there were only some noodles!

Now, the fat man looked very disappointed!

He threw down the plastic fork and said, "Brother, you are a bit unkind! There is no face in here, how can you still say that you want to replace me with a new one, really..."

"Why, do you want to go back on what you said?"

Ye Qianfan's eyes suddenly turned cold, and there was even an extra God Slayer Sword in his hand.

The fat man was taken aback by what Ye Qianfan did and said, "No, no, no! I didn't go back on my word. I'm just very hungry, so my temper is a bit irritable. Brother, don't worry about it!"

Say it.

The fat man actually dodged again and wanted to slip away.

It's a pity that Ye Qianfan didn't need to make a move this time, and the saint said directly: "Stop! Who gave you permission to leave!"

"Boom!"

The fat man immediately fell to the ground as if something had tripped him.

Coupled with the weight of the fat man, this fall was simply shocking!

"oops!"

The fat man suddenly screamed.

Immediately, he suddenly felt a chill on his neck, he stretched out his hand to wipe it, and when he wiped it with something sharp and cold, he begged for mercy repeatedly: "Hero, please forgive me! Please forgive me, I won't dare to cheat again! "

"Face or fate, choose one."

Ye Qianfan didn't intend to let him go just because he was weak.

Because he really hates people taking it without asking, and even running to him to show off these little tricks, although he still has several boxes of instant noodles in his storage ring.