Original God's Dark Priest

Little Paimon didn't understand, but it didn't stop Xiang Ling from getting the inspiration. She clapped her hands and her eyes lit up: "Okay! I have a direction for improvement!"

"Oh! It seems to be going well!" While in Saphire's arms, little Paimon stuck his head out and stared directly at Xiangling.

Xin Yan had no doubt that Xiang Ling had gained something, and encouraged him: "Let go of your courage and try it! You are so good, you can definitely win the first place. There is no better chef than you in the entire Liyue Port!" Right, Sister Beidou?"

Beidou nodded when he heard this: "In any case, Xiangling is also my favorite celebrity chef. There are only a few people in the world who I, Beidou, like."

"Hey...I'll do my best! Thank you!" Xiangling felt a little embarrassed after being praised so much, and quickly patted her chest to express her determination.

Beidou looked at Xiang Ling, then nodded to Safire and the others: "You guys are busy, Xin Yan and I will go to the boat."

After saying that, Beidou and Xin Yan left. Before leaving, Ying gave Xin Yan a Dongtian Pass Certificate. The canteen in Chengehu was quite good and should be able to meet Xin Yan's daily food needs. This trial was somewhat fruitful, but there are still limitations.

Little Paimon thought for a while and suggested: "Xiang Ling, the people you just found have strong tastes, is that okay? Do you want to find someone with lighter tastes and ask?"

"That's right. Sister Beidou likes to stir-fry with heavy oil, and Xin Yan can eat spicy food... Well, I really should ask again." Xiang Ling also realized the limitations and nodded.

Since we want to ask again, we need to think carefully about the candidate, which also makes little Paimon a little embarrassed: "People with lighter tastes...Ying, Safiir, do you have anyone to recommend?"

Saphire pushed the little Paimon down to prevent his chin from hitting the little guy's head when he spoke, and then said: "There is a candidate."

Yingye nodded: "Well, I also thought of a person. His taste must be very bland."

There were choices for both of them, and little Paimon immediately asked curiously: "Who is it?"

"You know, that almond tofu..." Ying said, looking at Safire, wondering whose name the other party would say.

But Safire didn't say another name. He just shrugged after hearing Ying's words: "It seems that we want to go together."

"Yes! It's that person! Are we going to Wangshu Inn again?" Little Paimon didn't want to go. She had just woken up and had eaten a full meal. Now she just wanted to fish in Safir's arms. .

The unique aura of Safir in assassination mode seems to be of great benefit to this little guy. Every time Safir shows up in this form, little Paimon will act very close to her. The more times it happens, Safir will appear. Phil felt that this had no impact on him, so he did not refuse.

Xiangling didn't quite understand their riddles, so she immediately asked, "What? Who is it?"

"A person you almost met last time!" Little Paimon enjoyed the feeling of knowing a little more than others and immediately started showing off.

But the way she looked huddled in Saffir's clothes with only her head exposed was very funny.

Ying looked at the horizon, thought for a moment, and then said, "There's no need to go to Wangshu Inn. I'll try here. Maybe I can call him over."

"Ah?" Little Paimon was a little confused, but then he immediately understood what Ying meant, "Oh! I remembered it! He seemed to have said that as long as you call his name, he will come."

Safire gently wrapped his arms around little Paimon's slender waist and nodded slightly: "Speaking of which, he seems to have said similar things to me."

"But...can you really hear your name when called? Otherwise, let's try it in a more secluded place." Little Paimon suggested.

The three people and the mascot arrived at the pier where there were relatively few people. Little Paimon struggled a few times and got out of Saffir's arms. He looked around and found no figure of the person in his mind: "The four of us Take turns shouting!”

"Huh? I want it too?" Xiang Ling was a little surprised. She didn't even know who she was looking for and didn't think she could call them out.

Little Paimon waved her hand: "It's okay, I'll give it a try first! Ahem!" She cleared her throat, then took a deep breath and shouted, "Mandrill——!"

It was quiet all around, nothing happened.

Xiangling felt that this idea was very unreliable. She looked at Paimon who looked annoyed and said: "There seems to be no response..."

Little Paimon was unconvinced and prepared to regroup: "I'll try again! Mandrill——!"

A gust of wind blew and nothing happened, which made little Paimon feel a little discouraged: "Uh... no way... doesn't he want to come?"

"So, there is a very powerful person who promised you that he will come when you call him?" Xiang Ling understood what little Paimon meant, but it seemed that he failed.

Xiao Pi looked a little embarrassed, scratched his head, and said awkwardly: "Well...it seems...not us, not including me anyway..."

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Ying rubbed little Paimon's little head and said, "I guess only Safire and I can call him."

"That's right." Xiang Ling nodded doubtfully, "Then I'll give it a try. Paimon really loves to join in the fun."

Little Paimon felt even more aggrieved and didn't know how to answer.

Seeing this, Safire shook his head, hugged little Paimon, and then comforted him softly: "Then, if you and I encounter difficulties in the future, you can call me by my name, and I will be there when you call, okay?" Okay? I'll be little Paimon's patron saint."

As she spoke, she stamped the mark of a fatal flying blade on the little guy's back, so that as long as the distance was not too far, Safir could rush to them immediately.

And Safire can feel it. Although the formation of the Great Lord under Veronica's surveillance only covers the rainforest, because she has condensed her godhood through it, she can already hear the believers' prayers to her. As long as little Paimon He Ying prayed to herself sincerely, she could hear the sound.

I hope they can call her name calmly at the critical moment.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu

Ying looked at this scene and smiled helplessly. Her body had long been marked by Safiir, and they had already begun to enjoy Safiir's protection from the first day they met.

Seeing that little Paimon was comforted by Saphire, Ying looked up and looked around, and then said softly: "Mandrill, are you there?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the young man's clear voice came from above: "What's the matter?"

"Uh-huh!" Xiangling was startled.

"It's really here!" Little Paimon also felt incredible.

Mandrill ignored their surprised expressions and stood on the mast of a ship, crossing his arms and looking down: "You called my name, right?"

"I didn't expect you to actually come." This was the first time she tried to call Mandrill, and she succeeded in the first attempt. She didn't expect it.

Mandrill looked indifferent and said softly: "I will do what I promised you."

Little Paimon was no longer disappointed at this time. She let Safiir hug her and used it as a pillow: "He appeared in the blink of an eye. He is worthy of being an immortal..."

Hearing little Paimon speak, Mandrill followed her voice and looked over, and immediately found Saphire who was holding little Paimon and looking at him with interest.

Mandrill's expression stiffened for a moment, and then he appeared in front of Safire in a flash.

He has been cleaning up monsters in the Dihuazhou area all year round. He also knew what happened to Safiir last time, but the emperor did not allow him to come back or interfere with the matter. Today he saw Safiir here again, and he couldn't help it. I want to take a closer look, worried about the other person's condition.

After taking a closer look, Mandrill confirmed that Safire had only lost some weight and was in pretty good condition. Then he breathed a sigh of relief. Then he coughed lightly and said calmly: "So you are here too."

"I came out to play with Ying and Xiangling. Speaking of which, your... intentions are not pure... and you were turned upside down by just one word?" Safire said with a teasing tone, but his expression was very stiff.

Mandrill wanted to argue, but after noticing this detail, he swallowed his words and thought for a while before saying: "If you call me, I will come. I'm just afraid that I won't be able to help even if I come."

Safir shrugged noncommittally. Of course she knew that Mandrill would come when he heard her call. She just wanted to tease him.

Safire didn't speak, and Mandrill didn't know how to speak. He wanted to ask more questions, but he didn't know where to start, so he could only remain silent.

Finally, Safire saw his embarrassment and shook his head helplessly: "What happened before has nothing to do with you. Even if you arrived at that time, it would not help, and you might even get hurt, so don't be mentally burdened."

Columbia's strength was much greater than Mandrill's. If they faced each other rashly, Mandrill would suffer a big loss, so it was a good thing that Mandrill didn't appear that time.

"I know, but after all, I have neglected my duty." Mandrill frowned slightly, still unable to let go.

The emperor had mentioned to him before that he wanted to protect the safety of the girl in front of him. Even after so long, Mandrill still regarded this order as his duty, although Safire's power was different now and he no longer needed his protection.

But if the other party is hurt, Mandrill will still blame himself for it, thinking that he did not do his job well.

"Okay, don't think too much. I have other things to do here today. The Moon Festival is here, so be happy." Safire said, calling Xiang Ling who was waiting aside, "Come on, there's something If you have any requests, please make them yourself. The Great Sage's time is precious. Don't waste it."

Mandrill scratched his head awkwardly: "It's not that urgent."

Xiangling nodded blankly and walked up quickly: "So you are also an immortal? Um...your name is Mandrill, right? Hello, I asked them to call you here. My name is Xiangling and I am a chef.

I was shortlisted as a finalist in this year's Chef King Competition. Before the competition, I made some dishes that I would like to treat diners of all tastes to try. "

When Xiang Ling was talking, Guo Ba had already moved close to Mandrill and rubbed his thigh.

Mandrill looked at Guo Ba with an expression of surprise and uncertainty. He then looked at Safiir. Safiir shook his head gently and signaled him to be quiet. Mandrill nodded understandingly and reached out to gently touch Guo Ba's big head. head, and then began to concentrate on dealing with Xiang Ling's problem.

"A diner...do I count?" From Mandrill's point of view, as a yaksha, he was the furthest away from the fireworks. It was a novel experience to be called a diner for the first time.

Xiang Ling didn't care, she nodded vigorously: "Yes! Both Ying and Safiir said that you have a light taste, so you are the person I need to find. If possible, I would like to ask you to try my cooking and give me some opinions. "

Ying also helped: "Mandrill's opinion is very important."

Saphire hugged little Paimon and said nothing, but Mandrill knew that she must have agreed because she didn't say anything to stop him.

He sighed helplessly and looked at Ying: "Since it's your request... okay."

Even for Ying's sake, Mandrill would not refuse. Xiangling was greatly encouraged by this and couldn't help but jump up: "Okay!"

With the help of an immortal, this was a treatment that ordinary people would not have, and this was worthy of her celebration.

Mandrill quickly took out the prepared food box, and Mandrill was not polite and decisively ate the food prepared by Xiang Ling.

After eating some, Mandrill slowly chewed a few times, then frowned slightly.

Xiangling and Paimon looked nervously at Mandrill's reaction, and Paimon even asked aloud: "How is it? Can you eat it? Don't force yourself!"

"..." Mandrill was speechless. Why did this sound so strange? Is the rice cooked by this girl so terrible? Is it so unpalatable that you need to mentally prepare yourself before trying it?

But he did not express his doubts. He swallowed the food in his mouth and said, "It tastes good."

Hearing Mandrill's comment, Xiangling breathed a sigh of relief, and then began to panic again. She was worried that Mandrill was just caring about face and letting her down, so she confirmed: "Really?"

Seeing Mandrill nodding seriously to confirm, Xiangling breathed a sigh of relief: "Oh my god... the immortal praised my cooking for being delicious... will dad cry if he knows it?"

Looking at Xiangling's expression, Mandrill suddenly remembered the words and smiles at Wangshu Inn.

He thought for a while and then said: "You are so good at this, it reminds me of a chef. That person can make good food that fills the soul, and so can you. You are all masters."

After listening to Mandrill's words, little Paimon looked up at Safiir who was holding him and Ying beside him: "Do you think this person Mandrill is talking about is Yanxiao?"

Ying nodded seriously: "I think it's Yanxiao."

Safir did not deny this statement. After all, it was quite easy to guess. Mandrill often wanders around Wangshu Inn, and the most normal dishes he eats are usually cooked by Yan Xiao, and Yan Xiao's own cooking skills are also very good, so it is normal to draw this conclusion.

Just as they were guessing, Mandrill began his own review: "If I have to say it, the flavor of the two side dishes is a little too strong for me. If it is slightly modified, it can be the finishing touch." After that, he added He said, "It's just a personal opinion, don't worry about it. Whether you refer to it or not is entirely up to you."

Mandrill is not a person who likes to point fingers in unfamiliar areas. He will express his opinions directly and propose areas where he thinks there is room for improvement. He will not interrupt. After all, this is a question that a cook should consider. . And he, just as Xiang Ling said, is a eater.

But he is just a diner, tastes the food, and then expresses his feelings and shortcomings of the food. This is all he has to do.

"Yeah, yeah! The side dishes...I've written them down!" Xiangling nodded solemnly, and then laughed happily, "Thank you, Immortal, nice to meet you!"

Mandrill nodded lightly. He couldn't tell that Xiangling was A Ping's disciple. As for Guo Ba, perhaps Mandrill didn't recognize him in the original plot because of his karma, but now, after being purified by Safiir, he is no longer the same. Chaos, so Guo Ba’s identity can be seen at a glance.

Seeing that there was nothing else going on here, Mandrill looked at Ying who called him over: "Then I'll go back first."

"Thank you." Ying was also very grateful to Mandrill for his willingness to help Xiang Ling and said sincerely.

Mandrill nodded similarly to Ying, and then looked at Safire who was standing not far away.

Safire said nothing, but raised his right hand and made a goodbye gesture.

Mandrill felt that he was being cute, so he quickly turned his head away, turned around and disappeared.

Others don't know it, but Mandrill is actually a little bit addicted to the cp of Emperor Jungui, but he doesn't have the concept himself.

In his heart, Safire's identity is actually a bit like a mistress. As for whether he has feelings for Ying Cun, no one can answer this. Mandrill himself doesn't know. He is not good at expressing himself and tries his best to be nice to the other person. It's probably his way of expressing his feelings.

Safire was wondering on the sidelines, should he give the two of them a little assist? After all, this is one of the few opposite-sex CPs she has ever had.

It is our duty to hold high the banner of the Mandrill!

Mandrill left, and little Paimon sighed with emotion: "I didn't expect him to really come. By the way, if we call him now, will he show up?"

When Safire heard this, several black lines immediately appeared on his forehead, and his hands became a little stronger.

Little Paimon immediately begged for mercy: "It's wrong, wrong! I'm not skinny anymore, you will strangle me!"

"Little Paimon deserves it." Ying stuck out her tongue, completely unsympathetic to her little friend's experience.

Xiang Ling looked at this scene with a chuckle, and then said: "After two rounds of tasting dishes, I already have an idea!

Now that I'm inspired, I'll go back and try a few more times, thank you! By the way, the finals will be held at Yujing Terrace, so remember to come and watch! "

"Yeah! Come on, Xiangling!" Little Paimon and Ying cheered her up.

Safire also nodded: "Yes, we will go."

"Hey! Let's see you then!"

After Xiangling finished speaking, she took Guoba and left. While it was still early, she had to quickly implement her idea and make a final sprint to win the championship.