I really want to be a cook

Upgrades are self-evident.

If you don't upgrade, you will always be a weak scum, you won't get the respect you deserve, and you will be ridden on the head by npc all day long, which is really embarrassing to the player.

As for consumption, you have to praise Shangguan Tianbao.

With the help of the money gang and Tongtian Qianzhuang's power network, the culinary art exchange association, a monster that appeared inexplicably, opened up all over the world like small post houses in the world.

In addition to the role of the Culinary Art Exchange Association as the mission hall, another attribute is the scripture pavilion of the players in the game.

After all, only a guy like Jiang Ping who has no taboos has the ability and channels to mass-produce various martial arts cheats.

In particular, the scripture-level magical cheats that hang in the top three of the experience exchange list are like carrots hanging on the players' heads, inspiring them to become star members of the Culinary Arts Exchange Association.

In order to become a star member, players have to continue to complete various tasks in it to accumulate, the key is that the player is still willing.

After all, compared to the unclear qualification requirements of other martial arts forces, the hidden methods should not be passed on lightly. They prefer the simplicity and rudeness of the Culinary Arts Exchange Association.

Don't do anything that can't be obtained without true inheritance, just tell me how much experience you need.

The key is not to say whether they have done so, or not.

Especially the npcs in this rivers and lakes are all ghosts and spirits. How many of their compatriots threw their heads and blood for the npcs, but in the end they became cannon fodder, and ended up being nothing.

They will find all kinds of reasons to deduct their rewards when they clearly promise good things. How is it different from those demanding parties who deduct money at every turn.

It is also here that many players have come to understand what is meant by rivers and lakes is not about fighting and killing, but about the ways of the world.

In a word, the world is in chaos, there are more tasks, the players are fatter, and Jiang Ping is happy.

Looking at the experience points on the experience bar, Jiang Ping's sense of security was overwhelming.

Now whoever dares to bully him has no power to fight back, he will definitely let others know why Hua'er is so popular.

but……

He didn't tell anyone about it.

How did Dong know?

Recently, he fell into a deep sleep with Dong in his arms. Could it be that he accidentally talked in his sleep?

"How did you know?"

Jiang Ping didn't have any strange ideas, but he was a little curious. If he wanted to put it aside, he would definitely make jokes and hide this matter from the past.

But now he was thinking differently.

Because he found that sometimes he likes to pretend to be a pig so much that he really becomes a pig.

Look now, he is obviously as weak as a scumbag, but he is also arrogant and domineering, even Zhao Huang is not in his eyes.

Because no one cares about a dying person.

As for any weird mythical warriors, he can spray them as he should.

It wasn't because he heard that Tianzun stood up for him, beat up Wuji Supreme, and spread the news that the myth is not allowed to bully the young and play his mind.

It's not because there is a good brother Qiye who is about to rival Shinhwa.

He Jiang Gangqi Ping has always been strong and strong, but at this moment he has just washed away his charm and returned to his original appearance.

There is someone behind him who can speak so forcefully.

Dongjian's guess came true, and Jiang Ping didn't hide it from her, the corners of his mouth could not help but slightly raised, and the light in his eyes was even brighter.

For her, she doesn't care how powerful Jiang Ping is now, nor how prestigious he is.

Because these are just passing clouds to her, not worth mentioning at all.

She went down the mountain with Jiang Ping, and what she was looking for was not only a new breakthrough, but also the world of mortals, and she wanted to experience it all.

Jiang Ping was the one she chose.

She gave all of herself to Jiang Ping, and she didn't want Jiang Ping to treat her as an outsider, like a knife, even if she had the name of Jiang Ping's wife on her body.

And now it feels good.

Although Jiang Ping didn't have the same feelings for her as Cheng Lin'er and Tie Guanyin, she didn't force her either.

After all, their situation is different from their own.

But she also doesn't want her relationship with Jiang Ping to turn into a deal, where she pays force for Jiang Ping and Jiang Ping pays affection for herself.

This is not what she wants or likes.

That's why she was happy and moved when she heard that Jiang Ping was willing to destroy Junzi Pavilion to threaten his master, and he didn't want her to be hurt.

So she has more and more ordinary people's emotions in front of Jiang Ping.

She can also laugh and be unhappy.

Similarly, she also learned to observe a person's emotions for the first time, touching her heart for a person's likes and dislikes.

Thoughts were floating, Dong slowly calmed down, and then said:

"Because you can get close to people around you."

"Ok?"

Jiang Ping frowned, touched his chin, and felt that this matter was not simple.

"It's that simple?"

Dong Weiwei nodded and said:

"When you were injured, no one could get close to you except Lin'er and me.

But after coming back this time, you don't care about this kind of contact anymore.

Even before you asked me to fight the master, but I think you must have full confidence, otherwise you will find a way to refuse.

You are so smart, you will definitely think of reasons to be upright and not lose face.

But you don't.

So other than your injury healing, I can't think of any other reason.

after all……

Well, I can't say that, you won't be happy if you do. "

Jiang Ping: o(╯□╰)o

"If you don't say the last sentence, I can still praise you for being smart. Now, everyone knows that I am greedy for life and afraid of death."

Jiang Ping looked like a social death.

It's just that I'm very tired and don't want to talk.

Seeing Jiang Ping's embarrassment, Dong couldn't help covering his mouth and smiling, his eyes rolled around, even Jiang Ping was dumbfounded.

If it wasn't for strategic needs, he could transform on the spot now.

Fortunately, he, Jiang, was not that kind of person, so he quickly recited the Vajra Boy Mantra silently, until he stopped the urge to transform.

Just as he was about to say something, he suddenly heard a voice of grief and indignation coming from the academy residence of Junzi Pavilion in front of him:

"Scholars of my generation, why are you afraid of death!"

A howling sound came, and the sound shook the sky.

……

In front of Junzige Academy.

"what happened?"

Jiang Ping continued to look like a coward, and was pushed by Donglian people with a wheelchair and flew over.

Of course, the posture must be handsome.

With Edom's control over his true energy, it's easy to put on a handsome pose.

"Report to Your Excellency."

A man dressed in blood, but with a white dove embroidered on his chest, more and more men who smelled like blood came out.

As a member of the peace elite, it is reasonable to have white doves embroidered on the chest.

Moreover, white dove uniforms can only be worn by leaders. Ordinary juniors can only wear uniforms embroidered with white feathers. According to the number of feathers, they are divided into three levels: one feather, two feathers, and three feathers. There are three levels of masters.

The name of this peace elite is Yang Chuanye, nicknamed Futuzi, and he is a man of the devil.

But on a sunny day, he encountered the greatest terror in his life, a murderer named Qiye.

Then, he became Jiang Ping's subordinate, controlling life and death.

Fortunately, Jiang Ping didn't mistreat him, but let him risk his life by accident. Afterwards, he was always served by good wine and good food, good women (crossed out), and bad women.

So for the time being, Futuzi is quite used to this kind of life.

There's nothing he can do if he doesn't get used to it. The sword intent hidden in his body, even if it's thousands of miles away, can kill him in minutes.

This is Chasing Soul!

This kind of ability that is close to immortality is exclusive to mythology, but it was used by Qiye, a murderous person, and Futuzi was also very desperate.

Then he looked at Jiang Ping with even more respect.

According to what their elder brother, the green-robed old monster who endured the humiliation, said, if they want to solve the means in the body, regain their freedom, and beg the Lord of the Seven Nights, that is to wink at the blind.

For Lord Qiye, they are dispensable consumables, and if they can't complete the tasks he entrusted, it is a dead word.

What kind of martial arts great master, talent is precious, it doesn't work at all with him.

Futuzi felt deeply about this.

He just stayed with Lord Qiye for less than three months, and he saw him execute two great masters of martial arts with his own eyes. He had no chance to count those who were in the dark.

Right in front of his eyes, with such an understatement of a finger, he disappeared amidst the sound of begging for mercy.

So for them, the best way is to please the disabled man in a wheelchair in front of him.

He is Lord Qiye's savior, his life-saving brother.

As long as you serve him well, as long as he says a word, you will be let go by Lord Qiye like a fart, and you don't have to worry about the sword intent in your body.

"For some reason, quite a few people in Junzi Pavilion just went berserk and launched a suicidal attack on us.

According to the previous instructions of the adults, the subordinates did not kill them, but sent people to stop them and let them retreat.

But they seem to have lost their minds at the moment, and now all of them would rather exchange injuries for injuries than take a step back.

But the subordinates are tied up, and many brothers have been injured by them.

If we don't want them to leave, we must take strong measures.

Also ask an adult to instruct. "

While listening to the report, Jiang Ping watched the battle ahead.

While they were talking, a group of people had rushed 20 meters from the gate of the academy.

Those were Junzige disciples with expressions of grief, indignation and despair, fighting with black-clothed guards several times their size.

They attack the vital points with moves, with a posture that they will not give up until they kill each other.

As a disciple of the Junzi Pavilion who reads sage books and pays attention to the style of a gentleman, their gestures are already foreshadowing something.

Among them was an acquaintance whom he had met during the day, the academy gentleman who was forced to have his arm broken.

At this moment, with one hand tied behind his back and only one left hand, he is wrestling with a 1.2-meter-high bellyband boy.

The boy is flexible, with a string of silver bells on his hands and feet. As he moves, the silver bells make a crisp sound.

The ringtone seemed to carry invisible magic power, making the people around, whether they were academy disciples or guards in black, stagger as if they had drunk alcohol.

Not to mention the Academy Mr. who was targeted by him. He only has one arm to use at the moment, and his fighting state is not as good as before.

However, he gritted his teeth until blood came from the bite, his eyes were red, he looked at the boy as if he had killed his father and enemy, behind him was a blue stone tablet full of words, and the handwriting radiated golden light, obviously he had used some secret technique.

So not only was he not affected, but his moves became more and more fierce, and he would rather risk his life than bite off a piece of the opponent's flesh.

However, because of Jiang Ping's order, the Killing Heart Boy couldn't kill them.

"Don't be so shameless, I will come up with a trick again!"

The murderous boy flickered, avoiding Mr. Broken Arm's move, and said a little angrily from embarrassment.