The people of Yi Kingdom outside began to compete in face-changing competitions. They compared tricks and skills to see who can change faces the fastest with different styles. Some people changed their faces by standing on their heads, some danced to change their faces, and some ate food to change their faces. A man stood up and drank wine. Uh, wobbling and walking out, everyone stopped laughing and said, "Why are you going, why are you going? It's not as quick as you can make a move."
The man shook his pants and said with a smile: "Put the water on, I'll make a big change for you guys when I come back."
Everyone let him go, laughed and said, "Could it be that you changed your face while peeing?" They didn't care, and let him stagger away.
The man also laughed loudly, and said, "That's...very good." After walking a dozen steps and turning around a tree, the sound of hissing followed.
He hummed in a low voice while running the water, and the sound of singing covered up the crisp sound of leaves breaking.
The rushing water spread a shadow, and there seemed to be a little shadow at the end of the shadow. Behind the tree, there was a faint silhouette of a person.
After the man drained the water, he **** his pants.
A pair of hands suddenly strangled his throat!
The man was shocked, his hands were still on his waist, and he could only claw back in vain. The man pressed his fingers hard, and with a sound of Gele, the man rolled his eyes and fell limply.
The person behind him caught him, wiped his face, and wiped off the mask on his face.
The man first wiped off the mask on his face, put on the man's mask, then put on his own mask, then laughed hoarsely, kicked the tree in front of him, and fell out of a somersault.
He laughed in mid-air: "Look at me changing my face with water!"
All the people around the fire raised their heads, and they saw a person who fell out, wiped his face with his hand, and when he landed again, he had an unfamiliar face with tangled beards.
Everyone laughed and cursed, "Be careful of spilling the remaining urine on my face." Then they ate meat and drank alcohol again.
At this moment, everyone's faces are changing, they are all used to all kinds of unfamiliar faces, and they are all a little drunk, no one will think about it.
The face-swapping person sat in the crowd, pushed a cup and changed a cup, hooked his shoulders and put his back on his shoulders. After a burst of drinking and ingenious probing, the general identity of this group of people, where they came from, and where they were going, had basically been asked.
However, Yi Guo's search for the emperor's uncle is also a secret, and no one will talk about it. When it is mentioned, it is habitual to replace it with cryptic words, the kind that each other knows, so this face-changing person, after asking, only confirms These people are from the country of Yi, have an important task, and the task is almost completed, and they are about to return to the country.
Seeing that he couldn't ask any more questions, the man thought for a while, raised his wine bowl, pointed to the carriage beside him, and asked drunkenly, "The ones in there, why are you so precious? Uh...don't come out to drink together, uh, I'm not convinced by his identity, so who do you think, uh, with such a big airs..."
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The man who was being chased on the plain with his load on his shoulders was about to approach the bonfire, when he suddenly let out an "ah" and threw the burden off his shoulders.
In the carriage, Gong Yin and Jing Hengbo's attention was not on the group of drinking people.
They have been walking together for several days, and they came out in secret, so there is really no need to be on guard.
Gong Yin didn't want to wake Jing Hengbo up, but Jing Hengbo didn't seem to be able to sleep deeply, he was short of breath after a while, and seemed to be about to wake up.
Gong Yin wanted to put away the two strands of hair twisted together, and when he touched the bag at his waist, he realized that the bag had been taken away, which made him frown.
Most of the clothes on his body had been changed and could not be stored. After thinking about it, he lit a candle and burned the two knotted strands of hair.
The flames jumped, and the hair sizzled on the fire, turning into green smoke and disappearing.
He lowered his eyes slightly, as if making a wish, but also didn't seem to think about anything.
A lot of emotions turned into a little smoke at this moment, passed through the gap of the carriage, and rushed to the sky.
At the end of the sky, who will listen to the grand vision in his heart and the most delicate mood in his heart.
He let out a soft breath.
Whether the wish is heard, whether it can be realized, or whether one day each will hold a strand of hair and become a husband and wife is actually not that important.
It's good to love it.
She is happy.
When Jing Hengbo opened his eyes, he saw a hazy orange halo in the carriage, and his elegant and noble silhouette was in the halo.
There seems to be a wisp of smoke passing by, curling up like a dream.
She felt a sense of trance and vicissitudes, and felt that the air was heavy.
But the warmth of his back, the faint smell of something burning, makes people feel excited and at ease.
I couldn't help but wanted to hug his waist and tell him that she slept really well just now and had a beautiful dream.
In the dream, the light and shadow were hazy, and there seemed to be a blush floating. Someone combed her hair, and each other's black hair was intertwined like flowing water, forming a beautiful bow.
She wanted to laugh when she thought of the bow tie shape in her dream, but looking at his unmoving back, she didn't want to take advantage of him. The implication in this dream was too obvious, so she didn't want him to know the most secret thoughts in her heart.
"What are you burning?" She asked in a nasal voice, lazily not wanting to move.
"Burn the love letter you gave me." He replied.
She heard it as "my love letter to you", snorted amusedly and contemptuously, and complained, "You're still willing to write a love letter..." Suddenly realized that this guy was playing with her again, and kicked on his back, Said: "You're playing with me? I'll punish you to write me love letters. I'll think about whether to forgive you after I finish writing a hundred."
"You'd better kick me to death." He replied.
"I really want to!" Jing Hengbo cursed bitterly, he didn't dare to kick him to death, he didn't dare to kick him hard, and she had to wait on him when he fell.
Seeing the pile of broken hair on Gong Yin's knee, she wrapped it up and rolled it into a ball, and said, "Why don't you throw it away? Will it blow you up and make you feel tired all over your body?" After speaking, she opened the window and threw her hair .
Gong Yin couldn't stop her in time, so he followed her, his eyes subconsciously followed the window she opened, and glanced out, he saw Yi Guo people outside in a circle playing with face-changing, one face after another changing in front of the fire, Funny and a little weird.
He glanced casually, and was about to put down the curtain when he suddenly stopped.
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Beside the fire, the person who sneaked in was asking questions. A drunk guy with blurred eyes said: "Those two people... are a pair of broken sleeves... er... a pair of love... broken sleeves!"
"A character like that...uh..." Another person continued, "Haha, it's actually Duanxiu!"
"It's very special... No wonder our king treats him..." The other person also answered, but his thigh was slapped by the people around him, and he realized that he made a slip of the tongue, smiled and raised his bowl, "Drink and drink!"
"Drink, drink!" The person who sneaked in touched his wine bowl, and the wine splashed with a bang, and each fell into the other's wine bowl.
He was not in a hurry to drink, hooked the shoulders of the people around him, and said with a smile: "Do it all! Do it all!" He touched bowls with everyone hard.
The porcelain bowls collided, and the wine swung out of the bowls and fell into everyone's wine bowls.
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Gong Yin's hand that lifted the curtain paused, Jing Hengbo noticed it, leaned over his head, and asked, "What's wrong?"
Gong Yin pushed her head down, Jing Hengbo shrank his neck, and immediately understood what was going on, and felt bad.
"What's wrong?"
The tone of this voice was different from before, with a little nervousness.
She secretly prayed in her heart that nothing would go wrong now, Gong Yin had just woken up, and both he and her were in poor condition!
"Something's wrong..." Gong Yin leaned against the window, lowered the curtain, only a little gap was exposed, and said softly, "There is a person with a strange sitting posture and movements."
The action of touching the wine bowl is too vigorous, which can be explained by the strength of the wine, but sitting posture is also a science. All masters will subconsciously choose the most favorable position for themselves to shoot and escape when standing, sitting and lying down. It had nothing to do with the situation at the time, it was a well-trained habitual response.
A master like Gong Yin can naturally tell at a glance which position is the most favorable by the fire, and now, in that position, there is the person sitting vigorously clinking the wine bowl.
The faces of the people from Yi Kingdom are unrecognizable, they can only be identified by their clothes. The guy touching the wine bowl is not the leader of this group of people. Since the leader doesn't know how to choose the most favorable terrain, how can a subordinate know?
Maybe it's a coincidence, but Gong Yin, who has lived and died for many years, knows that there are not so many coincidences in this world, if everything is explained away by coincidence, it is very likely that he will lose his life.
"That." He pointed it to Jing Hengbo, "There is a problem."
Jing Hengbo had no doubts about Gong Yin's judgment, and she immediately began to worry about how to solve the coming crisis.
If the comer is unkind, he must be a master, how to escape?
The terrain here is similar to that when Namur encircled and suppressed them, but there is still a distance from the mountains, and there is almost nowhere to hide in the surrounding wilderness, and the village is far away. Her teleportation is due to the continuous infiltration of cold air, and now she can't move far.
And Gong Yin's state is not as good as when she was fleeing with her as Mr. Mu.
The person beside the fire suddenly turned his head and glanced at the carriage, this glance made her heart tighten, and Gong Yin had already lowered the curtain with a slam.
The two faced each other silently in the dark.
Intuition told them that although only one person came, it was definitely much more difficult than Namur's gang.
"You can't fight hard..." The two spoke almost at the same time.
Gong Yin suddenly stretched out his hand to pat Jing Hengbo's shoulder, but Jing Hengbo reacted very quickly, leaning back to avoid it.
When she fell down, her bright eyes were like scissors, and she stabbed Gong Yin hard.
He also wanted to shoot her down by himself, and didn't even think about whether he could do it now? I don't even think about what went wrong with myself, can she live well?
Her waist was flexible, and it was like an iron bridge. She slammed into the wall of the car with a bang. She took advantage of the situation and said "Ouch" and cursed: "Chrysanthemum! You are getting more and more arrogant! See if I don't deal with you!" Grab a jug of wine fixed to the wall of the car.
The wine is used to cool down Gong Yin's body, and there is still half a jug left, so she grabs the jug and is about to turn over and get out of the car.
The voice had already been heard, and the people around the fire had already turned their heads. At this time, she had to get out of the car, Gong Yin had no choice but to give up, but at the moment when she was about to lift the curtain, the scissors flashed in her hand, piercing her wrist veins, and a small Blood shot into the jug in Jing Hengbo's hand.
Jing Hengbo rolled over and got out of the car, and shook the jug to disperse the blood.
She has seen the power of Gong Yin's blood. When it entered Yeluqi's wound, it caused him a lot of trouble. If someone drank it, the effect would be even more astonishing.
To deal with this kind of enemy, ordinary poison cannot be concealed.
The people around the fire heard her yelling in the car, who knew that she fell out of the car in the blink of an eye, and they couldn't help laughing and joking.
"Hey, don't you want to clean up the chrysanthemums?"
"Hey, why did you fall down by yourself first? Can't bear it?"
"It looks like it was kicked down haha..."
This group of people got along well with her these days, and they were no longer restrained in talking to each other. Jing Hengbo smiled, squinted his eyes, and dutifully played a "qualified broken sleeve who dotes on male pets", shaking the flagon and saying: "Why do you care about that little bitch? It's cool to drink later, there must be a way to punish him! Drink now! Drink!"
Turning her gaze, she suddenly found that there were no extra wine bowls. At this moment, she suspected that all the wine bowls had been poisoned and could not be used. Clinking glasses with the other party with the wine pot, it would be difficult for the wine to splash out and spill into the other party's bowl. What should I do?
At this time, everyone was watching with burning eyes, and the man turned his head with a smile, without hesitation at all. She was determined to clink a glass with the other party with a flagon, when suddenly the curtain of the carriage was lifted, and a bowl Throwing it, it nearly hit her on the head.
As soon as she reached out to catch it, in the carriage, Gong Yin's voice came out after controlling the voice, "You drink! Be sure to drink more! Use this bowl, this bowl is big, I will wait for you to drink it well, and I will fix it later. !"
Jing Hengbo almost spewed out in one gulp, choked his throat and coughed repeatedly.
Gong Juhua'er can actually act!
Gong Juhua'er actually played an angry, hypocritical and coquettish little Shou Shou so vividly!
When did Emperor Gao Leng change his gender?
Is he really Gong Yin? Um?
Everyone laughed loudly, winking with joy, "Hahaha, what a caring chrysanthemum."
"Hahaha, this bowl is big enough, one is worth two, you have to fight it."
"I can't stand it this time, and I'm afraid I can't stand it even more when I go back."
"Hedong lion roar, this is hahaha..."
Everyone looked at this pair of flirting and flirting broken sleeves, and they all found it interesting and laughed freely. The guy who sneaked in saw the relaxed expression on everyone's face, without any pretense, the suspicion on his face gradually disappeared, and his body posture relaxed a little.
Jing Hengbo looked at the crowd, although he talked and laughed as usual, but his eyes were blurred and his body swayed. It was obvious that he was right, but he didn't know it.
Such a powerful method, she was even more vigilant in her heart.
Jing Hengbo grabbed the wine bowl and started clinking glasses with everyone. Of course, she couldn't be the first to have **** with that suspicious guy. She drank from the people around her and knocked the wine bowl hard, "Do it!"
The wine was spilled, and she didn't mind the addition of those people's wine bowls, anyway, these guys were already poisoned.
Just about to take a sip while holding the wine bowl, suddenly a guy next to her hugged her and said with a smile, "Who is so delicate to drink? Take a big bite! Be happy!"
Jing Hengbo gave this sudden hug, almost falling into the opponent's arms, a man's turbid breath rushed over, she subconsciously frowned, and felt that there seemed to be burning eyes in the carriage behind her, and in a blink of an eye, the suspicious guy on the opposite side , laughing and drinking with others, but that look seemed to sweep over him.
She immediately retracted the arm she raised, hooked the guy's neck, leaned half of her body on him, took a sip, and said with a smile: "What do you know, uh... I was in the car just now After drinking half a pot... my little chrysanthemum, I don't have a fever anymore... I'm so happy... Come, drink! Get drunk!"
"Just get drunk!" The people around her laughed and clinked glasses with her, and the person diagonally across from her looked away.
Since he was pretending to be drinking heavily, he couldn't drink and babble, so Jing Hengbo could only gulp down his drink, complaining secretly while drinking, why every time he drank was not at the right time, he was so tired recently, his physical strength was declining, and he got drunk easily.
One person took a big sip, four or five people drank it, and half a bowl was gone. At this time, the wine had already been toasted in front of the suspicious guy. She was drunk and blurred, and she couldn't stop. As soon as the wine bowl was delivered, "Come!"
That guy was more arrogant than her, he handed over the wine bowl earlier, and hit it hard, "Damn it!"
The two guys with ulterior motives both exerted force on their hands, "Bang." With a sound, the two bowls almost knocked out a gap, and the wine in the two bowls splashed half a foot high, and landed on the other's glass with a splash. inside.
The two looked at each other and smiled, and each took a bowl to drink.
Jing Hengbo had been drinking very quickly before, but she drank first after clinking glasses, and this time she also moved quickly, raising her head.
The man didn't hesitate either, although Jing Hengbo's wine splashed into his bowl, he could still tell whether a bowl of wine was poisonous or not.
The two looked over the wine bowl and stared at each other, Jing Hengbo saw that he was drinking with his head up, and immediately turned the bowl over.
She had already pulled her neckline up to her chin, and was about to take the opportunity to pour the wine into her neckline, when the guy opposite suddenly drank the wine bowl quickly, patted her on the shoulder with his hand, and said with a smile: "Why, can't drink anymore?"
With this beat, her hand trembled, and there was a little wine left in the bowl, which she poured into her mouth.
At this time, she couldn't spit out or **** it in, because the guy opposite was still staring at her with burning eyes.
Like a telepathy, she seemed to see that Gong Yin looked up abruptly at this moment and was about to get out of the carriage.
She immediately gritted her teeth and swallowed the wine, and said with a smile, "Uh... how is it possible... three more bowls!"
While yelling loudly, she threw the bowl drunkenly, and the bowl smashed into stones, and she yelled and laughed, "Uh... smashed... smashed!"
She waved her hands in the direction of the carriage repeatedly, signaling to Gong Yin that the matter had come to an end, so she should not come out and sacrifice in vain, but her hands were a little stiff, and she struggled a bit before waving them out.
At this time, the rest of the drinkers were still sitting and said they wanted to drink, but they smiled and said nothing, they wanted to reach out to pat other people's shoulders, but they were very stiff when they raised their hands. The strange thing is that they themselves still didn't move. Feel.
Therefore, the scene by the fire seemed a little weird—a group of people were talking and laughing, holding their wine bowls halfway, but not moving. The flames jumped, but those real and fake faces remained motionless, like a group of ghosts that had been fixed.
The person sitting by the fire raised his face and looked around, smiling.
Then he drank the rest of the wine in the bowl calmly. get up.
There was nothing unusual about this group of people, all of them were poisoned, including the one in the carriage, whose breathing was very weak, and he had no martial arts at all.
He was a little disappointed, thinking about where Gong Yin Jing Hengbo had gone, while walking lazily outside, Jing Hengbo blocked his way, he kicked at will, Jing Hengbo fell down like a wooden stake, and his bones rolled Rolled a few times.
He walked a few steps, stopped, hesitated for a moment, thinking whether to go and see the one in the carriage, he had to see it with his own eyes to be at ease.
Before he could make a decision, the door of the carriage creaked open, and a thin man came down, wearing a big fur, coughing, without looking at him, he went straight to Jing Hengbo, and glanced at the smashed wine bowl, He murmured: "Drunk again!" Angrily picked up Jing Hengbo and dragged him to the car, with a very unhappy expression, but he still didn't forget to kick the broken porcelain away to avoid hurting Jing Hengbo.
The man looked at him coldly, and suddenly smiled and said, "Can you drag it? I'll help you." He reached out to support Jing Hengbo.
Gong Yin didn't even look at him, he raised his hand, and said angrily: "It's all the wine you drink, now pour it out and be a good person, no need!" He dragged Jing Hengbo to the car.
As soon as he turned around, the entire empty door behind his back was sold to the other party.
The man's eyes flashed, and his murderous intent appeared in an instant.
His behavior habits made him subconsciously want to kill people, and it couldn't be more convenient to deal with people now. Even Da Luo Jinxian couldn't escape the palm from the back.
But his natural cautiousness made him think of many things in an instant.
He thought that the sudden appearance of Yi Guo's group of people must have some important mission, and it must be related to Yi Guo's leader.
And these two people are obviously the people Yi Guoguo is mainly looking for.
As long as these two people had nothing to do with Gong Yinjing Hengbo, he didn't want to make a move. Because once they make a move, they have to kill everyone, and this place is already close to the border of the country of Yi, these people should have passed the news to the country that they are about to return to the country, if they are wiped out here, the leader of the country of Yi will definitely track them down.
He hasn't finished his own affairs yet, and he doesn't want to make a strong enemy any more.
And at this moment, the back view of the empty door also made him more firmly believe that this person would not be the person he was looking for, or even someone from the martial arts world.
Because no one in the martial arts would dare to expose Buddhism like this to others.
Trouble, less is always better.
With that in mind, he also gave up.
The door of the carriage opened with a bang, and that chrysanthemum dragged that boy into the carriage, although his expression was bitter, his movements were gentle. He smiled, thinking to himself that they really are a pair of affectionate broken sleeves. There is no one else in his eyes.
He got up and walked towards the darkness. Among those people, his stagnation was not serious, and he would self-resolve after half a day without leaving any memory. This is his special drug to test others.
He took off the borrowed clothes as he walked, his back was slender in the dark night.
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Jing Hengbo was lying on the ground in the carriage, and after Gong Yin dragged her into the carriage, he also fell directly beside her, and the two of them lay on the carriage, face to face.
Jing Hengbo heaved a sigh of relief in his heart - he had passed the test. Although she was poisoned by a small poison, the other party was poisoned by a big poison. Who in the world can deal with Gong Yin's blood?
After a while, Jing Hengbo blinked his eyes and wanted to speak, but only made a sound of "ahhh".
She was shocked, thinking that it was over, sister was dumbfounded, and blinked desperately. Gong Yin didn't seem to notice her abnormality, and asked her: "What's wrong with you? Why did you take that sip of wine?"
Jing Hengbo thought to himself, if you don't drink, you will jump down, can you not drink? She opened her mouth, and there were still two "ahhh", Gong Yin stared at her, "Huh? Are you thirsty?"
Jing Hengbo was in a panic—usually he was so smart that he was frightening to death, why did he suddenly become stupid now? But now only her mouth can barely be opened, she had to desperately open her mouth, Gong Yin suddenly said: "Oh, are you asking for a kiss?"
Jing Hengbo seemed to be struck by a thunderbolt, he opened his mouth and was stunned, thinking that Nima is not Gong Yin, this product is not Gong Yin... But he already said seriously: "That's as you wish."
He leaned over, with a clean breath approaching, but Jing Hengbo's mind still couldn't turn his head, he opened his mouth like a goldfish and didn't know how to close it, watching his lips enlarge and enlarge in front of him, and then they were gently pressed, Between the lips and the teeth, it is immediately filled with a slightly cool and refreshing light fragrance.
Her tongue trembled involuntarily, just as his tongue was lightly picked up, and instantly entangled, she felt her breathing was tight, when she heard him take a deep breath, a cool and sharp breath like a sword After the stabbing, she felt a pain in her chest and abdomen, and felt a rush of acrid air in her throat. She was afraid to vomit something again, so he pressed his lips against hers, and he moved away. He stroked her back casually.
She coughed violently, and suddenly felt a little drunk in her mouth, and at the same time, her stomach was churning. He tilted his head, exhaled a mouthful of snow-white air, and said, "Spit! Spit out as much as possible!"
She leaned against the car window and vomited. The wine she drank earlier vomited out. He was behind her and patted her on the back lightly.
After vomiting, the numbness all over her body felt much better. She turned over and lay down like a dead dog, and asked with her tongue out, "Is Oudidu so rough?"
It was rare that he could understand it, and said lightly: "If it wasn't for your tongue being entangled, maybe you could force out more toxins."
"Shameful!" She complained angrily, "You are so shameless..."
While gently massaging her still stiff muscles, he nodded and said, "So this is called shameless."
Looking at his eyes, she automatically added the second half of the sentence, "Or maybe it can be a little more shameless."
Choking in her throat, she almost rolled her eyes—where's Emperor Gao Leng? Who is this cold, shameless guy in front of him?
Anger and the remaining smell of alcohol rushed up, she said "uh", turned over and pressed him heavily, rolled her eyes and said: "It's so stiff...I can't get up."
He pressed her down and didn't speak.
Jing Hengbo pressed him, and felt that the human flesh mat is good for Shuhu, the drunkenness is good for Shuhu, the enemy has gone for good Shuhu, and the safe and sound is good for Shuhu... Can't help but close your eyes, drowsy, suddenly listening to him Said at the bottom: "Horizontal waves."
Being pressed down, her voice was humming, thinking how nice his nasal voice was, she said lazily, "Huh?"
"Don't get up." He said, "It's so soft."
A moment of silence.
"Gong Yin!" Jing Hengbo's exasperated voice came out of the carriage, "You are so shameless in your bones, do people in the wilderness know it!"
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The man put on his cloak again and walked on the wilderness.
In the end, he also confirmed that it was not the case, which made him puzzled and unhappy, and his brows were slightly frowned.
Suddenly he stopped.
In an instant, he heard the sound of blood in his body crackling, as if it was suddenly frozen, congealed, and exploded!
The expression on his face also seemed to explode in surprise!
But in this astonishment, there is not much fear of being right. On the contrary, there seems to be an unbelievable ecstasy!
He took a deep breath, and the airflow in his body was rolling and mobilizing. It was also an ice-like airflow. When it met the cold and fierce icy true energy, it seemed to come from the same source. It only paused for a moment, and then merged into one. share.
This airflow was slightly repulsive, but it was not enough to cause him any harm, and then the condensation and surge gradually stopped, and his true energy returned to normal.
His complexion also changed from pale to normal blood, and surprise and gloom flashed alternately in his eyes.
Turns out they were...
He suddenly turned around and ran away!
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On the other side of the wilderness, people carrying things were also running wildly.
There are still a lot of people chasing him behind him, and the hanging distance is not far or close, exactly the same as before.
For this guy, keeping everything within his preferred size is a must.
The person on him was still struggling, and he was a little annoyed by the struggle. He raised his hand and slapped it, and the guy didn't move.
The moonlight slanted on his slanted eyebrows, the face of the brocade-clothed man was still so bright and beautiful, not at all as hateful as himself.
Of course, the one he carried on his back and the group chasing after him didn't think so.
How can they think there is such a perverted person in the world? How can a pervert have such a good face?
Three days ago, they were in the Emerald Palace, serving the little master to cook. The little master loves making wine and cooking. On that day, he had a whim and wanted to make a special sweet dessert. It is said that Fang Zi came from It was passed from Dongtang, the little master spent a lot of effort and money to get the recipe, the first time I tried it, a bunch of people were working on it, it is said that three people were used to beat the eggs, and they kept stirring for two hours. For an hour, I almost broke my wrist.
After a whole day of busy work, at night, it was finally almost done. The little master carefully put the pot of treasures into a special oven, and after the agreement was made, everyone could taste this cake.
This kind of cake is really delicious, the aroma is very penetrating, it shoots directly into people's nasal cavity, stimulates the taste buds, and then escapes, crossing the towering walls of the palace, and drifting with the wind...into the perverted nose.
No one knows where the metamorphosis came from, how could he smell the smell of cakes being made in the palace outside the palace, all they know is that this guy popped out suddenly, or pinched it, appeared when the cake was just ready, as soon as he appeared He overturned the lid of the pot and snatched the cake. After tasting it, he threw away everyone's hard work and said with dissatisfaction: "Too much saccharin! Not enough foaming!"
The little master was dizzy at the time - there are many ingredients and methods for this cake, which are unheard of, and even the existing kitchen utensils can't make it at all. The little master studied the recipe for a month, asked the chef for advice, made guesses, designed a lot of unique utensils, and searched for various materials. Finally, he felt that he had basically got it together, so he specially chose an auspicious day to start the fire. If the experiment is successful, go back to the Queen's Birthday and make a good tribute to the mother.
In the end, this pervert came out of nowhere, overturned the kitchen utensils, snatched the cake, and stomped it on the soles of his feet after taking a bite. Not to mention the little master was dizzy, they also had to vomit blood—a group of people A month of hard work!
But there is no worst thing in the world, only worse. After the guy trampled on the cake, he thought about it and said: "But you can do this, it is already very good. Come, follow me, I will give you pointers, let's make a cake." Eat the real cake." As soon as he stretched out his hand, he grabbed the little master over.
The rest of the people can only get up from the dust, crying for their father and mother to catch up, alarming the palace, alarming the Imperial Forest Army, and alarming the defenders of the royal city. The Queen hurriedly ordered all the officers and troops to follow up after hearing the news, but this guy is like a ghost Erratic, dragging everyone along, almost chasing them out of the Emerald Realm.