Cooking Dragon Kee

Ao Tang thought about it, maybe it was just a moment of kindness for Wu Qin to release his injured self back into the sea that day.But he just can't forget, from the first time seeing him, Ao Tang can't forget his appearance, always look at others coldly, always like to speak sarcasticly, always have a sneer at the corner of his mouth, it seems that he looks at anyone He looked like he didn't care about anything, but at the moment he released Ao Tang, he happened to catch a glimpse of his tenderness.

Wu Qin has a weak temper, and he still likes to play tricks on him, but whenever Ao Tang sees his concentration when doing things, and a few words of care mixed with his words from time to time, it is as warm and friendly as sending charcoal in the snow.

He felt that the existence of Wu Qin was like the gears and gears were snapped together, like the bumpy heart was being gently smoothed out. He liked this feeling very much.

He didn't believe that Wu Qin didn't feel the slightest bit about him, not to mention that Ao Tang didn't intend to ask for anything in return when he sacrificed his life to repay his kindness back then. He just felt jealous and angry when he saw Wu Qin neglecting him because of other women. .

After completing this set of difficult movements beautifully and accurately, Wu Qin finally saw the real body of Lingma standing under the gate of the Dragon Palace not far away, and always felt a burning gaze burning on his face, causing Made him extremely uncomfortable.

"Grandmother, you won't be summoning any cultural relics with a long history. Let me tell you, the Tiangong Cultural Relics Management Bureau lacks your talent. With you, who would dig a grave like a real one? Just ring the bell and all will come out." Wu Qin slammed his fan on himself, and there was too much noise just now, and he felt a little thirsty.

"Wu Qin, don't get complacent too early." Ling Po stretched out a thin hand from her black robe, and tightly grasped the handle of Que Yidao at her feet, "Ghost Emperor has broken your seal, and now he is gearing up to shout I want to settle accounts with you."

"Call him here." Wu Qin said it didn't matter.

A cloud of black air poured into Que Yidao from Lingma's palm, and Wu Qin noticed a stream of air flowing from the blade of the knife.

"When the time is right, you will meet each other naturally. The old man is only here to retrieve his things on behalf of the ghost emperor. The opportunity to cut off your head belongs to the ghost emperor." Drag it back and forth, and then the light will radiate from around the knife until it is completely pulled out from the sand.

This reminded Wu Qin of the scene when Canaan showed the knife in front of him that year, showing his sharpness and danger.

Wu Qin felt that he had to prevent the knife from falling into Canaan's hands. If that guy came to the door with a weapon, he was not sure whether he would be able to draw.

Just when he was about to show his fan to start the second round of battle, Que Yidao was shaking violently in Lingma's hand, and then the old woman's sharp laughter: "Actually, there is something that I have always been very curious about."

Seeing the murderous aura overflowing, the knife conveyed an ominous aura.

"What method did you use to prevent Ci Jing from going down to kill you? She told the old man that she would definitely cut you into pieces."

Speaking of Ci Jing, and the phrase "a thousand cuts to pieces", the fan in Wu Qin's hand couldn't help shaking slightly, and then he heard him wryly smile and say, "Did she really say that?"

Wu Qin suddenly felt as if his whole body was drained of strength, and his heart ached again.

He doesn't know what kind of attitude he should use to face it now, even if it's just a sentence of "Ci Jing" in Lingma's mouth, he doesn't know what he should do these days, so he plays the piano, cooks, reads, in short Do whatever comes to mind, but her thoughts often inadvertently drift to that day, the scene where she mercilessly stabbed the sword in her chest.

That sword cleanly cut off all the past, leaving no room for it, so Wu Qin couldn't even accept it.

She was so heartless.

"I thought that you, who loved her so deeply, would die for it. After all, this is a joke in your heavenly realm. I don't know what face you have to mess with it."

With a "click", Ao Tang, who appeared behind Wu Qin at some point, threw the mud ball in his hand vigorously, and cursed: "You damn old woman, you have lived for so long and still fell in love with other men , Xiao Wang, seeing you like this, I'm afraid you are not an old maid."

Saying that, Ao Tang did not forget to make a face at Po Ling.

Just when Wu Qin turned his head to look at the muddy boy behind him, Grandma Ling swung the knife in her hand, and saw the light of the knife flying past Wu Qin's side, but it was running towards Ao Tang .

It's just that on Zhongnan Mountain that day, Wu Qin was able to protect him in time, but now, even though it was a few steps away, the knife quickly flew over while Wu Qin yelled.

"Ao Tang! Hide quickly!" At that moment, Wu Qin's mind was almost blank, and before he had time to think about it, he stepped forward and rushed towards Ao Tang.

Before the fight, he should have told this kid to hide and not come out. Wu Qin regretted his mistake and just wanted to keep that knife.

Until Ao Tang widened his eyes and saw that he couldn't blink, the knife actually flew in front of him. He subconsciously stretched out his claws to protect his head, but he froze when the knife was about to cut himself in the middle .

Because the Que Yidao was fixed an inch away from his body, and then fell vertically into the sand, turning into a piece of scrap iron again.

Wu Qin staggered and fell down, and when he got up, he still couldn't forget to say in surprise: "Fuck you, when did you get the golden bell cover?"

In my impression, he is a melon dragon with only a few hundred years of practice.

Ao Tang decisively and quickly withdrew to the rear. After fleeing a long way, he patted his chest with his paw, and said with a sigh of relief: "This knife...is it afraid of me?"

Que Yidao, who sank into the sand, was called back by Grandma Ling, and then disappeared in the South Sea Dragon Palace with the demon girl's entourage.

Wu Qin subconsciously felt that Grandma Ling didn't want to really kill Ao Tang, maybe it was just a threat. After all, this kid is the future successor of Nanhai, and he is surrounded by eight older sisters. The old Dragon King finally welcomed a Lin'er Well, if she really moved him at all, she probably couldn't bear to walk around in the four seas.

Putting away the fan in his hand, Wu Qin first patted away the dust all over his body, and then sarcastically said to Aotang: "Didn't you agree to collect the corpse for me?"

Ao Tang was stunned for a moment, and his face immediately returned to the old flattery. He smiled and said, "The scene was so chaotic at the time, I was a little excited, so I directed at you Wu Qin... Engong, Engong's high-strength martial arts must be invincible."

Wu Qinxiao, the kind that smiles on the surface but doesn't smile. This is his signature expression. It doesn't have any lethality for Ao Tang, who is often seen. Instead, he leans closer to him and stretches out his claws to touch his clothes , grinningly said: "That move just now was really cool, your benefactor has dug a big hole in the bottom of the sea, it's no wonder that you are an immortal, I admire Xiao Wang even more."

Wu Qin's sleeves naturally avoided Ao Tang's claws, and he only pushed him towards the gate, where stood Ao Tang's father and mother, the eight sisters and a group of servant girls.

"Go back." He said lightly.

Go back to the place that should belong to you, Ao Tang.

Ao Tang was staggered by Wu Qin's push, but he stabilized his body in a timely manner, turned his back to Wu Qin and said very sincerely: "Just let me stay by your side."

"Then give me a reason, the reason why you must stay by my side." Even though the dust on his sleeves had been patted before, Wu Qin still slapped it again pretendingly.

"I...want to be by your side."

Whether it's poor or rich, dangerous or stable, Ao Tang feels that being able to be by Wu Qin's side makes his heart full every day.

"In this world, you can't achieve what you think. Most of the time, involuntary and insincere words are the norm. Ao Tang, you have to accept this. You don't have the necessary reason to stay by my side." Wu Qin Qingjing used to Yes, he can accept the occasional noise, but everything must be done in moderation.

If the speed is exceeded, many things will become different. While the situation is still so serious, it is the best policy to withdraw immediately.

"Last time you asked me if I had forgotten you in Youfu. In fact, I did not remember you at first, so I only remember the scene where Ci Jing will be carried into Qingxia Temple in my memory, but it is also thanks to you The reminder, I remember now." Wu Qin turned around, came to Ao Tang, lifted the white jade belt around his waist for him for the last time, and said with a smile, "Thank you, come to my warm smoke later when you are free Xiewan, you can report my name even if you get into any trouble, just say that I am a friend of yours, that's great."

Ao Tang was amused by his words, but the smile was full of bitterness and reluctance, "If I go there in the future, you will make delicious food for me."

"Definitely." Wu Qin bent down and rubbed Ao Tang's hair.

"And Wu Qin, promise me, don't die, come back to life." His hand suddenly stopped on the soft hair, and Wu Qin seemed to read something from Ao Tang's extremely firm eyes, "Your I gave my life, and I don't want my sacrifice to go to waste, so you must win the battle between you and Canaan."

Ao Tang stretched out his claws to hold the hand resting on top of his head, and said, "I hope you can live, that is the greatest reward for me."

Wu Qin smiled slightly, took his hand out of Ao Tang's claw, and then walked sideways beside him.

There was only the invisible deep blue water in front of him, Ao Tang raised his head to look at that piece of water, and stood alone in front of the gate of the Dragon Palace for a long time.

Zhongnan Mountain, Warm Smoke Pavilion.

There is a big pot under the curtain, the wind blows, and the ashes on the dry firewood pile disappear with the wind, and the bamboo curtain is blown from time to time to reveal a crack in the door, and the cold air reaches Wu Qin on the bamboo collapse, which is the crane. It's useless to wear a cloak on the body, the bone-piercing coldness has wrapped the whole body since Wu Qin came back.

The stove bottle on the low table is long gone. I don’t know when it was thrown into the Gujiang River. Wu Qin didn’t think it mattered. choose.

He could guess it with his toes. At the moment, the Three Realms are watching Wu Qin's jokes. They are waiting for the ghost emperor Canaan to chop himself into meat paste with a big knife in a few days, and then become the laughing stock of them after dinner, and finally be dusted. In an unknown corner, following the great river of history, it disappeared without a trace.

After repeated thinking and deliberation, Wu Qin felt that he couldn't just sit and wait for death.