Chapter 123

Chapter 119 Where is my Kuchazi? !

I hypnotized myself twice, "Gods don't need to eat, so they don't need to know how to cook..."

He was successfully hypnotized by himself.

Yuan Yi Ling Yue looked straight at the spatula in An Xue's hand.

"?"

"Stir!"

Ling Yue pointed to the rice in the pot.

If you don't stir it, it will become mushy.

! ! !

An Xue immediately put the shovel in and stirred.

Stir it a few times.

An Xueba smacked his lips twice.

"Can you add seasoning?"

He turned around and asked Yuanyi Lingyue.

"sure..."

Yuanyi Lingyue hesitated and said.

"Whatever you like, you can add some yourself."

He nodded as if nothing was wrong.

An Xue poured a little salt on the spatula.

Looking up and down, it's almost the same amount.

Then pour into the pot.

"Remember the old salty porridge... was it salty porridge?"

“It feels pretty good...”

Swallowed.

When I went home in my previous life, everything my mother cooked tasted delicious.

——————

Time flew by.

With constant stirring, the porridge gradually takes shape.

"Huh~"

Under Ling Yue's guidance, An Xue turned off the switch of the induction cooker.

"that's all!"

Ling Yue nodded.

For beginners, An Xue's operation is already very regular.

Yuanyi Lingyue stretched out her hand to pick up the porridge cooked by An Xue.

Snapped--

The back of the hand was patted gently but not hard.

Ling Yue shrank her head: "What are you doing?"

I felt very aggrieved, why should I be so cruel?

"etc!"

An Xue thought about his chin.

Gently pick up the salty porridge you cooked.

fall---

Gently pour some of the porridge onto the ground.

Hissssssss————

More terrifying than arsenic corrosion.

With the sound of tearing and tearing, a big hole was carved out of the ground.

? ? ?

Yuanyi Lingyue's scalp felt numb.

"What's this?"

He looked at the thing in An Xue's hand with some horror.

Didn't she see An Xue put poison in it just now? ?

"How did I know this..."

An Xue was startled.

He could feel it just now.

The moment the porridge is formed, the food is endowed with its own unique power.

Although all of his attribute magics are a few hundred million points.

But when he was promoted to earl, his body did tell him that he had a particularly outstanding power.

'dark'

An Xue thought about his chin.

"Then...can this be eaten...?"

Yuanyi Lingyue originally wanted to try the food cooked by An Xue.

Now I gave up this idea immediately.

"Don't panic!"

An Xue made a big stroke——

Quietly destroy the porridge in the bowl.

He walked to the induction cooker with his backhand and started a new round of porridge.

——————

"Finish!"

An Xue changed the energy given at that moment into a power that neutralizes both healing and strengthening.

For the time being, An Xue clearly stated it as ‘Baiquan Dabu Porridge! ’

"Eat?"

An Xue handed the porridge to Ling Yue.

Ling Yue subconsciously took a step back: "...Can I eat it...?"

"Don't worry! You can eat it!"

An Xue had a confident smile on his face.

"oh..."

He glanced at An Xue suspiciously.

Anyway, he died once.

Can't be beaten and resurrected again!

Ling Yue pulled off a handful of hair and handed it to An Xue.

Then it was like going to death.

Drink the ‘Baiquan Dabu Decoction’ directly in a big gulp!

Gudu Gudu————

Drink it in big gulps.

"G-huh?"

Suddenly my body felt warm.

Dark illness and fatigue all disappeared.

The power in the body has also 'slightly' increased by 100 million points!

? ? ?

He blinked in surprise.

Dazzle all the porridge at once.

"Uh-huh!"

"Any more?"

After blinking twice, Ling Yue looked at An Xue expectantly.

"No more~"

An Xue pointed to the rice bag.

Empty.

sad--

Ling Yue's face sank, hating why she didn't bring some rice.

——————

No more rice...

Ling Yue went to buy rice with a resentful expression.

An Xue, on the other hand, came to the second floor.

"How's it going? Are you okay?"

He glanced at Erya, who was still having a fever, but had cooled down a lot.

"Looks like an ordinary person, but his resilience is several times better than ordinary people~"

Sakuya kept staring at Niya and gave a summary.

"That's good."

An Xue touched Erya's forehead.

Thirty-seven and a half degrees

I hesitated for a moment, wondering whether the fever here was 37.2 or 37.8.

But it’s pretty much the same.

He gently patted Erya's side face twice.

"Hey, wake up!"

"How long do you want to wait?"

Two more taps.

Make the sound of piapia.

"Well?"

"Well?!"

Erya opened her eyes blankly, wondering why the man in front of her was hitting her.