Cooking Dragon Kee

The figure under the flower window could not be seen clearly, Wu Qin tried hard to see who was standing there, but he couldn't get any closer, instead he got farther and farther away, until the scene shrank into a small dot, With a "plop", his body seemed to weigh a thousand catties, and he sank into the icy river, no matter how he went upstream, he couldn't swim to the surface.

Finally, when Wu Qin opened his eyes again, he saw a white snow-capped mountain with fluttering catkins and a layer of frost covering his body. The strange thing was that he no longer felt cold, no longer desperate, as if he was on the verge of death. His struggle has also become futile, what awaits him is nothing more than a process from life to death.

Dots of golden light gradually appeared in front of Wu Qin's eyes, until Wu Qin could fully see the figure floating in the sky, and a touch of bright red covered the originally not so strong sunlight. It might be his last memory before death. In such a boundless dream, Wu Qin Qin saw that face clearly for the first time, and for some reason, the memory that he had never recalled for thousands of years, was recalled at such a delicate moment.

Wu Qin finally understands why the redness under Ci Jing's ears has always been an intractable knot in his heart. In fact, the answer has already come to him.

"Emperor..."

His crisp sentence shocked Wu Qin to turn around and follow the sound, so the paleness that had shrunk into a small spot began to expand gradually until the light pierced Wu Qin to cover his face with his hands, and when he opened his eyes again, the only person in the room He lives alone, but outside is clear red fish and red leaves in the west wind.

Wu Qin got up slowly, the wound on his back was in pain, and his heart seemed to be covered with a thick layer of ice.

He first gave himself a pulse, and then found that his whole body was tightly bandaged, and even... a little unable to move.

"That day, the front of Lingxiao Palace was crowded with gods of all grades, three floors inside and three floors outside, waiting to see your Wu Qin's joke."

The gatehouse was half-covered, so Wu Qin happened to see the junior sister Prajna sitting in front of the door.

"In the first few rounds, the fourth child did have the upper hand. At that time, there were many voices saying that Wu Qin must die in the hands of Yuanshi Tianzun, and we need to prepare a coffin for him quickly."

Wu Qin got up and had a terrible headache when he stood up, so he had to sit on the edge of the bed to rest for a while.

"Later, Little Dragon King, guess what, the fourth son's fan was blown away by Tianzun, I didn't expect this guy to put on such a posture with his bare hands, facing Tianzun, and used the unique technique of our Qingxia Temple on the spot— —Jiang Tianmuxue in the Eight Scenic Spots of Xiaoxiang, at that time even the old master’s chin almost reached the ground, do you know why?”

"What?"

Sitting by the bed, Wu Qin sneered, his junior sister is a living treasure, it's a shame not to talk about books, even Ao Tang's accent was misled by her.

"The master hasn't practiced this move yet. I didn't expect to let the apprentice learn it first hahahahahaha. At that time, the emperor was so frightened that he fell off his throne, so he hurried down and helped Yuanshi Tianzun away. With this move, Tianzun Just say that I don’t want to fight with the fourth child anymore, after all, survival is the most important thing hahahahahaha.”

Prajna's demonic laughter pierced Wu Qin's ears, and Wu Qin's head was awakened like a divine enlightenment, and then he got up and walked towards the door.

"But then, you know what a funny thing."

Wu Qin listened here, thinking that Prajna's mouth should be closed, but she didn't expect her to be one step faster.

"The Emperor of Heaven said that he would give him the title of Immortal, but he couldn't find him in Lingxiao Temple for a long time... I went to find the fan, and it took half a month to find his broken fan hahahahahaha .”

Wu Qin stopped in mid-air with one hand, listening to the wild laughter of Prajna killing a pig outside, mixed with Ao Tang's words, "Sister, do you think Wu Qin is very sad?"

Banruo's laughter finally stopped, and he rubbed Ao Tang's hair with one hand: "That's what he deserves, don't talk to him, it will be fine after a while."

Ao Tang kicked on the muddy ground, his whole body relaxed, and he said powerlessly: "Sister, there is no medicine in this world to cure sadness."

Banruo looked at the gloomy look of the little fat man beside him with his eyes, laughed at him and said, "Okay, I really offered him up like a treasure, and even found him medicine for sadness, which is the best medicine in this world." If there is really..." I wanted to taste what it was like, the second half of the sentence was muttered by Banruo in my heart, but of course I didn't show any meaning on my face.

"Give me a bowl if you really have one..." Ao Tang kicked the muddy floor again, and continued humming listlessly, "Sister Banruo, Xiao Wang, why do I feel that if I jumped out from behind the stone that day and was killed by the girl?" How nice it would be for the devil to be stabbed to death with a sword."

"Are you crazy, don't you want to die?" Prajna was puzzled, why such words would come from Ao Tang's mouth.

"In this way, at least Wu Qin won't hurt himself all over." Ao Tang lowered his head and said, "It won't be so sad."

Wu Qin behind the door slowly put down his hands, and saw Ao Tang in bright red under the sun outside the crack of the door, lowering his head and sighing deeply.

He has seen Ao Tang who was furious and aggressive at him, and Ao Tang who was contented and complacent and called him "Xiao Wu" after eating, and he had seen Ao Tang who slept like a dead pig and turned his legs Ao Tang on him... Wu Qin thought that he had seen the little dragon king Ao Tang in any situation, but he never thought that there would be a day when Ao Tang hid in a place where he could not see, and went to tell someone about his grievances and sad.

Wu Qin felt that such Ao Tang was very strange.

"I thought staying by his side was a joy every day, but now it seems that the closer I get to him, the sadder it is."

Banruo saw Ao Tang grievously put a small packet of teardrops in his eyes, quickly reached out to wipe them off for him, and coaxed softly: "Then let's stay away, don't cry."

"How can this work!" Ao Tang stomped his feet anxiously when he heard Banruo's words, and said, "He has been beaten to death like that, and whether he can take care of himself is a problem."

Banruo turned sideways to wipe Ao Tang's tears and stopped in mid-air, her eyes moved up, and finally fixed behind Ao Tang.

"Didn't the Taoist priest also say that the snake venom in him this time is unusual, and if he doesn't wake up after three days, we can find a place halfway up the mountain and bury him."

Banruo smiled and winked at Ao Tang, hoping to give him a last hand in the crisis.

"I'm thinking about it. The location of this tomb faces south. It's better to plant more bamboo."

Banruo continued to laugh, and patted Ao Tang on the shoulder with one hand, as a farewell before dying.

"If Wu Qin wakes up after three days, but in case of sequelae such as hemiplegia or something, Xiao Wang, I can make a plan."

After finishing speaking, Ao Tang heard a soft voice from behind, "What are you planning?"

Ao Tang didn't think about it, and replied subconsciously: "What else can I plan, pack up and leave quickly, I don't want to spend the rest of my life taking care of a bad old man who can't walk..."

Even though Ao Tang had already comprehended the look of "You're going to die today" from Prajna next to him, he still said everything that should be said and should not be said.

"What, you guys talk slowly, I still have a pot of water boiling in my room, so don't bother me." Ao Tang's paw was ripped off from his sleeve by Prajna, and it disappeared in the blink of an eye. without a trace.

Wu Qin stood in front of the meditation room with his hands behind his back, admiring the peaceful scenery with yellow leaves fluttering in the courtyard.

"Since my master has said so, why don't you pack up and go back to your hometown right now." Wu Qin spoke in a low voice, and every word was buried in the fallen leaves.

"I... didn't mean Wu Qin that way." Ao Tang smiled all over his face, turned around apologetically, and stretched out his claws to hook Wu Qin's trousers apologetically.

"What did you call me?"

"Engong...Engong, it's alright if I'm wrong." Ao Tang rubbed and rubbed his paws on Wu Qin's trousers.

"Your claw."

Ao Tang quickly let go of his paws, then got up and said happily: "Grandfather, don't talk about this, you just woke up, it's cold outside, let's talk about it when we go inside."

"I think it's nice and cool outside." Wu Qin didn't move, and Ao Tang didn't dare to move, so he could only stand there and listen to him sneer, "Didn't you plan to dig a grave for me facing south? Why not?" What about digging?"

"Aren't you dead yet..." Wu Qin stared, but Ao Tang saw that pale face quickly returned to blood, and there was still a lot of anger, so he immediately changed his words, "No...you, you are the name The Shangxian who will go down in the annals of history will definitely be as blessed as Donghai Shoubi Nanshan, how could he die... right?"

"Do you dig or not?"

The half of the fan in Wu Qin's sleeve was exposed, and Ao Tang was so frightened that his legs went limp, and he sat on the ground directly.

"Wu Qin... No, Engong, listen to me, the sun is almost setting now, where can I dig a grave for you?"

"This is the last time. Are you digging or not?"

From beginning to end, Wu Qin had a faint smile and calmness on his face, as if the tomb user in the words was not himself at all.

"I'll dig, I can't do it."

Ao Tang flicked his sleeves, lifted the white jade belt up, and pursed his lips: "Shouldn't I just say a few bad things about you, as for being so fussy."

"Remember that the location of the tomb should face south, and a few bamboos should be planted."

Wu Qinyan smiled, making Ao Tang's skin pimple all over.

"Before it gets dark, you must dig it for me, otherwise, no one will try to feed you dinner tonight." Wu Qin also raised a finger and shook it in front of Ao Tang.

"Then what if I can't dig it well?" Ao Tang felt that Long Sheng was in a daze of despair.

"Then go eat the fresh and crunchy bamboo halfway up the mountain."

Ao Tang frowned and asked, "Bamboo...is it edible?"

"Yes, of course it can, and it also specializes in treating sadness."

"Engong...don't be like this, calm down."

"Stay away from me!" Wu Qin yelled, put the fan between himself and Ao Tang, and whispered softly, "I've been beaten to death, I should hurry up and slip away."

What Ganqing said to Banruo just now was heard by Wu Qin, Ao Tang naturally knew that he had a nature of vengeance, but now Ao Tang was still worried about his injury, and couldn't help stretching out his claws to rest on Wu Qin's left wrist, Said: "Benefactor... let's stop making trouble, show me how your injury is doing, be good."

Wu Qin pointed at Ao Tang's salty pig's paw with a fan in his hand, and ordered: "Let me loose."

"Wu Qin, let's stop making trouble. Do you know how much I worry about you these days... Be good, show me the wound."

"Are you relaxed?"

Ao Tang's only patience was finally exhausted, so he simply put his paw on his hand and played a rascal: "I won't let go, you can do something to me."

So, after Ao Tang said this, he paid the most painful price in his long life——Wu Qin grabbed his claws and bit them off.

The author has something to say: Wu Qingang has lost his love, and the big guys also know what kind of things people who have lost their love will do that violate the laws of nature. I hope you will understand~