The beauty of fast time travel and the tragic villain

Chapter 31 Raiding the Demon Sect Leader (31)

"How much are these fifteen packs of Mongolian sweat medicine?"

"A tael of silver."

Jian Anning paid Jiang Langzhong with the purse given to her by Li Qinghuan, the chief disciple of the Kunlun School, and then thanked him repeatedly.

"Thank you, Jiang Langzhong, you are really a good person, my friend is saved."

"I wish you to rescue your friend as soon as possible."

Jiang Langzhong thought he had done a good thing, and he also smiled. He wished Jian Anning to rescue her friend as soon as possible.

What Jiang Langzhong didn't know was that the friend Jian Anning was talking about was Shen Qiye, the leader of the Demon Cult; and the dozen or so gangsters Jian Anning was talking about were all young disciples and heads of different sects of martial arts.

……

Ye Qingling, the female head of the Feihua School, was carrying two meat buns from the bun shop in her hand. When she returned to the Renhe Medical Center, it was already afternoon, and after a while, it would be dusk again, and the clouds in the sky had already faded away. Some red.

"Sister Ye, are you back?"

Jian Anning, the daughter of the martial arts leader, was lying on a hospital bed in a room of the Renhe Medical Center. She hadn't eaten in the morning or at noon, and she was already so hungry that her chest was stuck to her back.

Jian Anning, the daughter of the martial arts leader, sat up from the bed, looking expectantly at the meat buns that Ye Qingling, the female leader of the Feihua faction, was holding.

Jian Anning's eyes lit up, her nose smelled the smell of meat buns, she was so greedy that her saliva was about to flow out, she swallowed instinctively.

"Yes, An Ning, let's eat." Ye Qingling, the female head of the Feihua School, bought two baskets of meat buns, six in one basket, twelve in total.

Ye Qingling, the female head of the Feihua sect, said as she handed one of the two baskets of fragrant meat buns in her hand to Jian Anning, the daughter of the martial arts leader who was lying on the hospital bed.

"The meat buns are so delicious." Jian Anning found the meat buns in Ye Qingling's hands, and she began to devour them. Her mouth was full of oil, and her eating was not elegant at all, but looked a little ferocious.

"Sister Ye, this meat bun is really delicious, sister, what are you doing in a daze, eat it quickly."

While gobbling up the meat buns, Jian Anning kept praising the deliciousness of the meat buns. Those who don't know may think that she has never eaten meat buns in her life.

"Okay, I happen to be hungry too."

Ye Qingling, the female head of Feihua School, sat on the chair next to the hospital bed as she spoke, and she began to eat meat buns.

"Well, it tastes really good."

Ye Qingling, the female head of Feihua School, praised the deliciousness of the meat buns. She also ate very fast, and ate several more meat buns at once.

……

Jian Anning, the daughter of the leader of the martial arts alliance, and Ye Qingling, the female leader of the Feihua sect, ate meat buns together, and then they left the Renhe Medical Hall together and walked towards the inn.

In half an hour, the two of them arrived at the inn.

It's already time for dinner.

On the west side of the inn, the afterglow of the setting sun is golden, and the sunset glow is golden and reddish, and today is the fire cloud again.

"Everyone, Jian Anning and I are back."

Ye Qingling, the female head of the Feihua faction, looked at the people sitting at two tables on the first floor of the inn. She walked over with Jian Anning, the daughter of the martial arts leader, and said.

"Brothers and sisters, my fever has almost subsided, but I have to take medicine for three days for the cold, so we have to stay in Jiang Town and stay in this inn for three more days."

Jian Anning, the daughter of the martial arts leader, had an apologetic expression, with sincerity written all over her face.

"I'm sorry, my body is too weak. I accidentally developed a fever and got a cold. Because of my illness, everyone's time was wasted. I have to wait three days before I can leave for Hidden Dragon Villa."

"I'm really sorry, I'll cook a table of dishes for you tonight, as a thank you for your hard work to save me."

Jian Anning watched the dozen or so people form two tables, ordering food from the waiter at the shop. The ordering should not have started yet, she felt that she came back just in time.

Although it was said that they could stay in Jiangzhen for three days, the sooner the action to save the leader of the Demon Cult, Shen Qiye, the better.

Jian Anning has already decided that tonight, she will cook a table of meals herself, with more than a dozen dishes, and then add all the fifteen packs of Mongolian Khan Medicine bought from Jiang Langzhong of Renhe Medical Center to the meals. .

When all fifteen of them were stunned by the sweat medicine and fell asleep, she could quietly run to the abandoned woodshed in the backyard of the inn, and then rescue the leader of the Demon Cult, Shen Qiye, without anyone noticing. .

"I'll go to the back kitchen of the inn to cook for you now, so don't order food."

Jian Anning, the daughter of the martial arts leader, had a sweet smile on her face, and when she smiled, there were two small dimples that were not obvious.

……

"Jian Anning, you are the daughter of the leader of the martial arts, it is really a blessing for you to eat the dishes you cook yourself."

Jian Anning, the daughter of the martial arts leader, was about to go to the back kitchen of the inn. When she heard Ming Chongli, the chief disciple of the New Moon Sect, praised her so much, she didn't know whether it was a compliment or sincere.

"That's right, today is really lucky."

"That's great, the daughter of the leader of the martial arts will cook for us herself!"

"I don't know how it tastes, I'm looking forward to it!"

As soon as Ming Chongli, the chief disciple of the New Moon Sect, said the words, the other dozen or so disciples from various sects also booed one after another, echoing his words.

"Jian Anning, how do you know how to cook? I heard from your father that you don't touch the spring water on weekdays..."

Li Qinghuan, the chief disciple of the Kunlun Sect, did not follow the group of people to make a fuss. Although he really wanted to eat the food cooked by Jian Anning, the daughter of the leader of the martial arts, he still raised his own doubts.

"Your father simply asked me to treat you well after marrying you, and not let you do the work of cooking, washing clothes and being a female celebrity. He said that you were spoiled and spoiled since childhood, and you were spoiled by thousands of people. You don't know these things at all."

Li Qinghuan, a major disciple of the Kunlun School, said that when he said this, his eyes fell on the face of Jian Anning, the daughter of the leader of the martial arts alliance. He carefully observed the changes in the expression on her face, with the intention of finding out.

Jian Anning could only pretend to be stupid and smiled in a dazed manner, and she said, "Isn't one judged by one's appearance?"

"My dad is the leader of the martial arts alliance. He is really busy with his affairs. When he is busy, he often doesn't visit Hidden Dragon Villa for a month. As long as I don't deliberately say it, how would he know what I did at home, right?"

After Jian Anning finished speaking, she smiled embarrassingly, in order to relieve the sudden awkward atmosphere.

Jian Anning slandered in her heart, she couldn't say that she was not from this world, could she?Fortunately, she wasn't too stupid, so she made up a random reason and barely avoided it.

(End of this chapter)