I really want to be a cook

Still, one more thing to be sure.

Jiang Ping quickly wiped his face, and asked Fulong with his most kind and kind smile:

"You said your sister is called Linglong, and I happen to know a Linglong who is also a disciple of Tianzun Palace, what is your sister's nickname?

If the person we know is the same, then you are my uncle, bah, big brother, we don’t care about whether we had enemies before. "

Qiye on the side was also lost in thought, apparently the name of Tianzun Palace made him a little afraid.

But his eyes soon turned cold, with an indescribable evil spirit:

"What about Tianzun? His name can't protect you! If he comes, just come to me!"

"Qiqi! Qiqi! Her nickname is Qiqi!"

Seeing Qiye's killing intent again, Fulong shouted quickly.

The identity of his younger sister was the biggest secret in his heart, but for his own life, he even sold his younger sister.

After finally seeing Jiang Ping Songkou, Qiye can no longer kill him.

Although the time they spent together was very short, he found out that between Qiye and Jiang Ping, Jiang Ping was in the dark, and Qiye was especially tolerant of Jiang Ping.

So Jiang Ping's opinion is very important.

Hearing the nickname Qiqi, Jiang Ping also said in one breath:

"That's right, we know the same person. Hey, I didn't expect the flood to wash away the Dragon King Temple, and the whole family didn't recognize the same family."

"That's right, everyone is a family, so we should love each other. From today onwards, you and I are brothers."

Fulong looked happy, and was about to stand up from the ground, saying that he was still kneeling.

But he suddenly felt the hairs all over his body stand on end, and the air became even colder.

Qiye suddenly had a faint but particularly eye-catching murderous look between Qiye's brows.

Did I say something wrong just now?

Fulong cried in his heart and asked his mother to save me, and hurriedly knelt down again on the leg he had just raised.

"Oh, don't be so polite, why are you still kneeling? If you tell me, people will think that I don't know how to bully you.

Come here, take two poisons casually, just for a moment, we are still good friends, we will get along well in the future. "

Jiang Ping helped Fulong up, and said something to Qiye's sound transmission by the way.

Qiye frowned again, but seeing Jiang Ping's rascal expression, he sighed, nodded slightly, then stretched out a finger, and a drop of scarlet blood hung on it.

"Eat it, we are our own people for the time being."

Jiang Ping smiled and pointed at the blood drop on Qiye's finger.

Furlong opened his mouth hesitantly.

With a flick of Qiye's finger, Fulong swallowed the drop of blood.

"what is this?"

Furlong asked.

He doesn't think it's an ordinary poison.

"good stuff."

Jiang Ping smiled and said:

"With it, it will be delicious and easy to use in the future. It's just that there are two cute little bugs in it, which will get into your head.

Don't worry, they are well-behaved and generally won't move, so you can rest assured. "

"Gu, Gu"

Fulong wanted to cry but had no tears. Seeing the expressionless Qiye and Jiang Ping who laughed like a wolf grandma, tears of sadness flowed down his stomach.

You fucking know how to use Gu, why didn't you say it earlier?

"By the way, Dafu, didn't you just say that you have the Qi Nian Seo Emotion Pill, I am a little interested in it, we are so close now, that"

"Give it, right away."

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"I have something to say to him."

Qiye pointed to Fulong and said.

Jiang Ping was stunned for a moment, then said with a smile:

"Okay."

He didn't ask Qiye if he would kill Fulong behind his back, it wasn't necessary.

Since he decided to save Fulong's life, Qiye would not oppose him in such a trivial matter.

Well, very confident.

After all, he patted Fulong on the shoulder again:

"Take care of yourself."

Hey, don't go!

If you have something to discuss, I still have a younger sister!

Once this person breaks through his lower limit, he will never know where the lower limit is.

It's a pity that Jiang Ping didn't hear Fulong's heartfelt voice, so he left without hesitating, leaving only a handsome back.

Fulong looked at Jiang Ping who had taken his sister's deed of prostitution and left, and suddenly felt the world's deep malice towards him.

The approaching Qiye made his heart beat violently, he felt his throat was dry and wanted to drink water.

"His Royal Highness, what do you want to say to me?"

"I know he wants to save your life, but he doesn't want me to offend Tianzun Palace and cause trouble for me in the future." Qiye said lightly.

Damn, he's taken a fancy to my sister!

Fulong wailed in his heart, but he saw the faint warmth in Qiye's eyes that would appear when he mentioned his son.

He knew that if he dared to say this sentence.

Maybe someone thought he was trying to provoke the relationship between them, and the next moment he lost his head.

So Fulong chose to shut up and understood a truth at the same time.

This person, even if he is as perverted as Qiye, he will be selectively blind.

Didn't you see the wolf-like light in Jiang Ping's eyes when he heard about my sister just now?

That's coveting, possession, and a desire that cannot be hidden!

So Fulong was [-]% sure that Jiang Ping really knew his sister, and even had unreasonable thoughts about her.

But for the sake of his own life, and comforting his sister in his heart because of Tianzun Palace's background, even Jiang Ping couldn't do anything to his sister.

Well, in this case, it would be more at ease to sell my sister.

I only heard Qiye continue to say:

"But he underestimated me too much, the Tianzun Palace is nothing more than a dry bone in the tomb, relying on the name of Tianzun to become the king of the thirteen countries.

If I were a grand master, the Tianzun Palace would be nothing more than mediocre.

But I will not follow his good intentions, since he wants to save your life, I will not kill you. "

Fulong's raised heart suddenly fell, and a flattering smile appeared on his face:

"Thank you, Your Royal Highness, I will be loyal to you from now on.

If he asks me to dance, I will not sing. If he asks me to jump off a building, I will never jump into a river. In short, I will do whatever he asks me to do. "

He now understands that saying good things about his young master is far more effective than flattering Qiye.

Qiye was noncommittal, he stretched out a hand, the white and slender palm seemed to be the miracle of the creator, flawless, it was hard to believe that it was a man's hand.

Suddenly, the palm of the hand turned blood red, as if fresh blood had clotted, and there was a frightening smell of blood in the air.

"Big Blood God Hand!"

Fulong's lips trembled.

The Great Blood God Hand, one of the ten magic arts, coagulates blood and transforms it. It is ruthless in the palm. Under the bloody hand, life is annihilated. It is a first-class magic art.

However, once you practice this skill, you will definitely fall into the desire to kill. As the magic skill deepens, the desire to kill will go deeper into your soul, until you become an inhuman killing machine.

The ten skills of the magic sect are infinitely powerful and unpredictable, but the sequelae are also heavier than each other, otherwise how can they be called magic skills.

Moreover, there is no solution to the sequelae of the Great Blood God Hand. The stronger the skill is, the easier it will be to arouse his desire to kill. Unless it is a waste of skill, it can be barely cured.

But who would be willing to turn himself into a useless person, especially the people of the Demon Sect, who would rather die than lose their strength.

Because they know that without strength, living is more uncomfortable than dying, so no one will do the theoretical solution.

Compared with the iron-chewing Dafa, it is also a bit different.

Moreover, the Great Blood God's Hand faintly restrained the iron chewing technique, making it invulnerable to swords and guns.

"Your Highness, Holy Son, no, don't!"

Fulong begged fiercely.

As soon as Qiye sucked his palm, Fulong was involuntarily pressed under his palm.

"You are too selfish, even if there are blood gu worms in your body, but the magic power can confuse people's minds, I still don't feel at ease if you stay by his side.

Today I abolish your iron-chewing Dafa, and I will save you a while. "

In the severe pain, Fulong felt that the gold and iron blood energy he had cultivated so hard was being swallowed away by a palm like a furnace, and his body was being hollowed out little by little.

But Fulong was even more afraid to resist at this time.

If it is said that he secretly practiced the iron chewing method before, it was to have the courage to face Qiye.

But at this moment, seeing the great blood god's hand with the profound Qiye technique, he suddenly understood a truth, he is just an ordinary person, and he is incomparable with a pervert.

Who would have thought that Qiye, who looks deserted and unblinking, would actually practice the Great Blood God Hand with the most murderous heart among the Ten Skills of the Demon Sect.

As expected, beyond reason.

No wonder his strength progressed so fast, and his temperament was so compatible with the magic art, so he would naturally make rapid progress with practice.

But isn't he afraid of losing control?

The more compatible the mind and nature, the faster the progress, but the greater the possibility of losing control.

But Fulong couldn't think about it soon, because a more painful feeling than before hit the soul directly.

His face was distorted to the extreme, and he screamed miserably. His whole body was captured by a strong suction force, floating in the air, and streaks of blood mixed with gold were continuously drawn out and dissipated out of thin air.

At this moment, Fulong is not only in physical pain, but also in heartache.

You know, all the blood energy was eaten by him one bite at a time.

The so-called iron-chewing method is really to eat iron lumps, those iron bumps are extraordinarily stuck in the throat, it is easy for him.

But pain begets pain, and Fulong will also take pleasure in suffering and think of everything in a good direction.

Since Qiye wasted so much on him and had to get rid of his iron-biting skills, he shouldn't die.

Besides, he has been unhappy with this magic skill for a long time.

Without the iron chewing method, he can restore the image of a handsome and handsome man before, and when he walks on the street, there will be beautiful ladies looking back at him and smiling.

I don't know how long it took, Fulong felt that he was almost numb from the pain, he was like bagasse that had been chewed countless times, dry and without any moisture.

With a slap, Fulong landed heavily, and when he looked up again, Qiye had long since disappeared.

"Aren't you worried that I'll kill him?"

The sky in the distance began to turn white, and Qiye asked Jiang Ping next to him.

Jiang Ping said with a smile: "I just heard the sound of killing a pig just now, I knew he was in good spirits.