The Bowl of Seven Emotions

"You might underestimate him too much. He is fierce and beastly, with great skill." The chef cannot protect himself at this moment, and of course he will not keep his identity secret for Chen Dongsheng.

Tang Susu knew that Chen Dongsheng's identity was not simple, but he didn't expect to be so bizarre, and he couldn't help feeling that Tang Shu's taste was a bit heavy.

Of course, the point is not Chen Dongsheng's identity.

"I'm not underestimating him, I'm just sure, Chen Dongsheng can't produce something like Li Mengshi anyway."

Tang Susu's words made the blood on the chef's face disappear instantly.

"Do you know Limeng Stone?"

"Yes, unfortunately, an ancient book I've read recorded a Limeng stone. This thing is very rare, and it's rare for thousands of years. It happened to be mentioned in that book that there is a Limeng stone in one place. "Tang Susu stared at the chef while speaking.

"Would you like to tell me, except for Chen Dongsheng who you used as a shield, who is your boss?"

The chef gritted his teeth.

He was flustered, but he dared not say anything.

He didn't know why Tang Susu had an ancient book that could be found in Li Mengshi, but for this, the lie was obviously of no use to her.

Limeng Stone is not a common thing, it can even be said that it is extremely rare.

As far as he knew, the only people who knew or even recorded the existence of the Limeng Stone were that family, and only that group had the Limeng Stone in their hands.

"It seems that you don't want to cooperate with me."

The chef's silence made Tang Susu lose his patience. Although she did not expect that she could make the chef speak in a few words, the uncooperativeness of the other party made her feel not too happy.

Anyone who knows that he has been framed by others has the right to be angry, especially the person behind it is unclear, but obviously not friendly to her.

Although Shi Chengxuan did not really empathize with each other, she couldn't help but feel fortunate after she fully understood Li Mengshi's ability.

Shi Chengxuan didn't say anything this time, except to say that she was lucky, but she couldn't find the slightest reason.

Such things are almost insoluble to ordinary people.

Seeing the chef turned his head and stopped looking at her, Tang Susu shook his head, "Forget it, since you don't want to say it, then don't say it."

Looking at the old wrinkled face, the corners of her mouth raised, "The so-called repeats, not repeats, you have committed the crime in my hands for the fourth time, do you have any last words to say? "

"No, no, you can't kill me, it's illegal to kill."

Tang Susu was amused by his words, "Of course it is against the law to kill, but the premise is that people. Are you a person?"

"Of course I am, of course I am a human being." The chef opened his eyes wide and struck his neck for fear that Tang Susu would not believe him.

"But human beings don't live for hundreds of years without dying." Tang Susu's smile fell on his face, and he pointed a finger at his forehead, "Of course, when you use human life to continue your life, you are not human."

Tang Susu felt something flowing into her body from her fingers. But the chef discovered with horror that his five senses were gradually disappearing, his ears could not hear the sound, and his eyes were blurred.

This time, he knew he was doomed.

In his long life, he made many wrong decisions that put himself in danger. Only this time, there is no chance for correction.

He was wrong, he shouldn't lose his caution. He used to be very cautious. The funny thing is, because he lived so long, he had already forgotten caution.

Perhaps what Tang Susu said was right. He who lived too long was no longer a human being.

The chef opened his eyes, and at the moment he fell, he made a difficult voice in his throat: "Qi..."

Then he crashed down.

His body instantly turned into fly ash.

After losing the support of his lifespan, he who continued his life with evil techniques had only the end of his soul flying away.

The chef disappeared, and the empty space he arranged shattered.

The voice returned.

Hearing the rapid horn sound behind him, Tang Susu turned his head, saw a row of cars parked behind his car, hurried back to the driving position and started the car.

Back home, Tang Susu ran back to the bedroom and sat on the spacious bed with the quilt in a daze.

Just like when she had the Qiqing Bowl, when collecting the last trace of the chef's life, she also got the "evil" about that person.

There are always various reasons for a person to do evil, but there are also people who do evil without any reason.

The chef is that kind of person.

She only got this kind of emotion from him.

The trace of evil disappeared after being absorbed into her body, but the lifespan she collected was still there.

She spread her hand, and the golden liquid rolled back and forth on her palm like a water polo.

Tang Susu stared at the life span of a hundred years for a long time before clenching his hands tightly and muttering in a low voice, "Seven Love Bowl..."

The death of the cook did not attract the attention of any human being. But in another world where only a few people are involved, it caused a sensation.

As a witch with a complete heritage, everyone always respects him. No one knows how many methods he has to harm others and how many ways he can continue his life.

He never died, and none of his enemies survived.

But now, he is dead.

It is not difficult to learn about his death. He once sold many witchcraft that only witches can make. At the same time, those witchcraft turned into a bunch of useless bones.

This proves that the maker of the witchcraft died.

The death of the witch makes some people happy and some angry. But no one would avenge him, they would only be horrified at what kind of existence it was that killed the witch.

In a small restaurant on the outskirts of Fenglin City, in the dead of night, a red lantern was still picked up in front of the restaurant.

The light of the lantern can be seen from far away, attracting a group of guests who only appear at night.

In a restaurant that is not big from the outside, there is a lot of voice at this time.

As the boss, Qi Yang wore a big red robe with a large blooming white peony embroidered on the robe. The clothes of this color are strange to others, but he wears them, but they are extraordinarily gorgeous.

"Boss, I heard that Wu used to work with you. Do you know how he died?" Qi Yang was stopped by a guest sitting there when he passed a table.

He turned his head, his narrow eyes swept over the guest, his lips rose slightly, and he spoke to the guest lightly: "Stupid."

After speaking, no matter what the guest's face is, he walked away leisurely.

He walked out of the restaurant and came to the backyard. Before he could walk into his room, his steps suddenly stopped.

A voluptuous and beautiful woman appeared before him. At the same time, there was another man behind him.

If you put the three people together, you can find that Qi Yang's appearance has many similarities to the two.

"Qi Yang, you made a big mistake regardless of clan rules, and the patriarch sent us to take you back."