I refuse this box lunch

Facts have proved that the same thing tastes bland in Fu He's hands, but it tastes much better in Wu Luan's hands.

"This is too weird." Fuhe drank two big bowls, full of doubts, and asked solemnly, "Tell me, did you spend more than a hundred years painstakingly studying cooking skills?"

Otherwise, it will be easy to see at a glance, and it will be wonderful once you learn it, and you will save some self-esteem for the culinary waste.

There's no need for Wu Luan to tell lies, "I've been bigu since I started my journey to immortality at the age of 15."

He saw Fuhe's depression, and couldn't help explaining: "I have remembered all the things you demonstrated that day, and now I'm making soup again, but I have a little grasp of the heat based on your foundation. I have never cooked side dishes before, so I am cautious everywhere, but fortunately, I still like you."

Fuhe broke into his life when he was young. Although the time they spend together is only a few days, it is the most unforgettable and endless memory.

Wu Luan would remember every move of this person firmly and clearly.

Fu He's depression was swept away when Wu Luan said "please you", and he let out a long "oh": "You really want to please me?"

Wu Luan glanced at him with a warm smile in his eyes.

Fuhe passed by little by little, and was about to do something bad, when suddenly there was a thump in his sleeve, the sense of presence was so strong that he couldn't ignore it.

Take it out and see, it is the baby fox who has been doing well before.

She was born prematurely and had leech poison. Fortunately, Fuhe had a lot of things on her body. After half a year of tinkering, she finally became white and tender.

As expected of the one who stayed in the belly of Nine Tails for so many years, the growth rate after birth was much faster than that of ordinary human children, heavy and a little puffy.

Fuhe held the baby fox in his hand helplessly, looked at the little guy's tail, and said in surprise: "Hey, genetic mutation, this is a red fox."

He didn't understand, "Didn't it say that Nine Tails married a mortal and gave birth to a child?"

Wu Luan has read more books than him. After thinking for a while, he answered: "The survival rate of the offspring of mortals and demons is extremely low. Even if they are born, most of them will die prematurely due to the deformity of the body structure."

But Huying is different, she is very energetic, it is inhumane to imprison humanoid creatures in the animal bag all the time, but without the animal bag, she can cry seventeen or eight times a day, almost disturbing the novice parenting Fu He's mental breakdown.

He stared at the baby fox, whose nose was not his nose, and his eyes were not his eyes, and made a judgment: "Nine tails are green for mortals, and this is probably her offspring with a certain red fox."

Wu Luan also doesn't know how to take care of children, and Hu Ying will only cry more when he wants to get started. Fortunately, the seal of Xue Yu has come to an end, and the matter of finding a nurse in the mortal world is on the agenda.

There is a specialization in the art industry, and the two of them really can't do this.

Fuhe tried his best to hide the little fox's tail, wanting her to blend into the world like a normal child, but unfortunately things backfired.

When the No. 13 nanny decided to give up the generous reward they gave, Fuhe knew that the world of the two might be ruined.

Little Huying has accumulated a lot of money, and with his own strength, he can make Fuhe's future life very difficult, and he will not be at peace for a moment.

This kid really loves to eat chicken.

When he was as tall as a two or three-year-old child, if the farmer's chickens were lost, Wu Luan would take the cash to make up for it; Erase the memory of fear.

They live in seclusion in the city, two men with a child, the combination is already strange, and all kinds of strange things surround it, in order to avoid trouble, they almost move frequently.

As a result, the ordinary life I yearned for at first is gone.

"Let's go." Fuhe said with dark circles under his eyes, loose hair, rolled up sleeves and trouser legs, no longer the slightest grace and grace in the past, "Let the wild animals return to their homes, we can't keep her."

Wu Luan picked up his withered body and hugged it in his arms, then picked up the fox cub who kept causing trouble like a perpetual motion machine and threw it into the animal bag, "Let her be quiet, it's too crazy to play."

Fuhe let out an "ah", trying to stop it but failed in time, and when the world finally cleared up, his heart seemed to be healed endlessly.He stretched his shoulders happily, leaning half on Wu Luan's back, and said lazily: "It's fine. The batch of spiritual wine I buried has been moved several times, don't give them another chance to move it again." .”

If you don't drink alcohol normally, the gluttons won't come up, and if you touch it a little, it's like hanging countless itchy hooks.

"I'm not good at cooking, but this wine-making skill is not bad." The drunken Fu He's eyes were bright, and he looked over eagerly, even the tips of his eyebrows and the strands of his hair were begging for praise.

Wu Luan didn't drink much, and kept taking sips and sips slowly looking at Fu He's appearance, looking at those unblinking eyelids, she knew that she was drunk.

Fuhe licked his lips and asked again, "Is my wine fragrant and mellow?"

Wu Luan's black pupils narrowed slightly, and at this moment, he stretched out his arms and pulled the person closer. Fuhe's bones were softened by the alcohol, and he fell on Wu Luan's knees, and smiled grinningly: "You What do you want to do?"

He asked knowingly.

Wu Luan took a sip of the wine and made a gesture of crossing over, Fu He bent his eyes and opened his mouth to taste it, but there was not a single drop left, and Wu Luan swallowed it all by himself.

"You're kidding me!" Fuhe backed away, reaching out to pinch the man's face.

As soon as the words were finished, Wu Luan fell down on a tilt and stiffly, he was actually drunk and passed out.

Fuhe's hand was in the air, he was stunned for a while, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, he adjusted his posture a little bit, and fell asleep together.

If it weren't for the uninvited guests who came to visit rashly, perhaps, their lives could continue to be peaceful.

Zhu Motian didn't know where he deduced the reason why he was in the snow-capped mountains, and brought his backer to seek revenge.

This "backer" is none other than his uncle Baimei.

They didn't pay much attention to Fu He's existence. One of the targets here was Wu Luan, who ruined his good deeds, and the other was the surviving fox baby.

The little fox didn't hide well, and only showed a trace of evil spirit, which was smelled by the two dogs.

"Junior Brother Wu, long time no see, don't come here to be safe." Zhu Motian's bug bite wounds have healed up now, but he put all the blame on Wu Luan, after all, he was the only one who did it that day.

Wu Luan didn't let Fuhe show up, and resisted the coercion of the two high-ranking monks alone. He was as stable as a mountain, and he replied calmly: "Brother Lao, worry about me, I'm doing well."

When it comes to Zhu Motian, the worst thing is that someone is more talented than him.His current realm is almost two small realms higher than Wu Luan's. Although he has been stagnant all these years because of his unbalanced mood, firstly, no one of his peers has surpassed him, and secondly, with his uncle teaching him, the treatment is the first. So the heart is always the same as yesterday.

How could he have imagined that the most inconspicuous disciple who often sits on the bench in the sect would almost surpass him in terms of innate supernatural powers.

He was able to fight against his eight-point strength, but he had underestimated this person in the past.

Zhu Motian changed his face like the sky, tearing away the hypocrisy of the previous moment, revealing a distorted face, "Wu Luan, you have killed your fellow disciples, shielded evildoers, and acted lawlessly. Now I am here with my uncle to arrest you, do you know it? "

Although Wu Luan joined the Immortal Sect, it was only to read some ancient classics. He has his own inheritance, and he seldom seeks advice from others.In terms of book resources, he has also helped a lot in the Zongmen's large and small tasks over the years.

His sense of belonging to the Immortal Kingdom and the Immortal Sect has never been strong, and after thinking for a while in his mind, he gave the answer: "I don't know."

Fuhe hid in the dark: You have the guts, you deserve to be my man.

Zhu Motian was blown away by this sentence, turned his palms and used his power, and attacked directly.

Seeing this, Baimei next to him only made a false appearance of obstructing him. Zhu Motian refused to listen, so he shook his head, and cast his eyes full of pity and regret on Wu Luan who raised his hand to resist the attack below:

"Nephew Wu, nephew Wu, you are very talented and have a bright future. Why bother to do something that is not good in this world. The evil obstacle of Nine Tails may be young and harmless at this time. When you grow up in the future, you will know the truth about the tragic death of your biological mother. It’s better to help it, this beast doesn’t know what kindness is, it will definitely hate everything in the world and bring endless disasters.”

The old man had compassion in his eyes, and saw that the two were still at a stalemate after a hundred rounds, so he opened his mouth and said, "You, don't you know how to repent?"

The white-browed Taoist is a true False God Realm, smelly and shameless, and uses dangerous poison, and every word in his words is full of spiritual power, Wu Luan is useless no matter how prepared he is, his body is slightly condensed, and his two long lines The bloodstains snaked down from the pinna.

It fell on the white robe, and dazzling flowers bloomed.

He raised his eyes to look at Baimei, the Jin Lan sword was flying in the air without a shadow, staggered to avoid the murderous intentions, and then mercilessly left a deep gash on Zhu Motian's arm.

It can also be regarded as an eye for an eye.

Zhu Motian was devastated by Wu Luan's injury, and Fuhe's eyes turned red when he saw Wu Luan bleeding.Of course, he didn't completely lose his mind, two against two, the old guy Baimei had made him unhappy for a long time.

Picking up a hideous gigantic axe, hooking up the weapon seal, just taking advantage of it, he walked around behind the Taoist at lightning speed, ready to surprise him too.

Fu Hesheng was light and light, taking advantage of people's turns, blindly sprinkled the "joy candle" down his head, his white eyebrows were fascinated, and the giant ax fell down from the sky, shaking the ground with power.

The white-browed Taoist flicked his sleeves and held his breath, closed the main veins of his body, and retreated for half a mile one after another, still more or less letting the candle's breath and the force of the ax affect his inner organs.Bloodshot eyes emerged from the corners of his eyes, and he stared at Fuhe resentfully in the shape of a hanging triangle, completely no longer the appearance of an expert before.

"Who are you?" Bai Mei is not an idiot, and his memory is not too old, "You were also the person that day, and you are really crooked."

Fuhe refused to accept it, "Using some crooked things is crooked, isn't it even more crooked and crooked for your master nephew to raise Gu and refine leeches?" He didn't like this pair of masters and nephews from the bottom of his heart, "Needless to say, Watch it!"

The two sides are fighting in two places, and even though they are not considered top players in the world, the power they create is big enough.Fortunately, the selected battlefield is uninhabited, with stone forests and mountains stretching all over the place, which is quite durable.

Both Fu He and Wu Luan knew that with their cultivation level, they would be slightly behind this pair of master uncle and nephew, and they tried their best to resist, but they couldn't last too long.Therefore, they unanimously fled together after resorting to a trap.

That's right, run away.

Fu He gulped down the blood in his mouth, kept making tricks with one hand, and pulled Wu Luan with the other, running away almost with all his strength, and finally got a short-term safety.

He definitely didn't speak harsh words blindly out of his own strength, but... because of the spiritual method of the white-browed Taoist...

"There is something strange about the old man." Fuhe told Wu Luan taking the opportunity, "When I was fighting with him, there was an unknown suction force to dissolve my spell, and his cauldron."

Fuhe is still dizzy up to now, with double vision, "I don't know what kind of stuff is in it, I have a hunch that it is not a good thing."

Wu Luan looked at him worriedly, felt his pulse for a while, and came to the conclusion: "Baimei also breeds Gu."

Fuhe was almost exhausted, and almost didn't hear clearly, "What are you raising?"

"Gu, ghost Gu." Killing intent flashed in Wu Luan's eyes, "In the demon race outside, this Gu is also known as Soul Devourer."

Fuhe heard it clearly this time, and his heart skipped a beat, "Soul Eater..."

In order to make him feel better, Wu Luan gently pressed his thumb on Fu He's temple, slowly inputting spiritual power.

He is the body of a fairy and a demon. He has been studying the content of the inheritance these years, and he has some solutions to the evil methods from the demons.

After Fuhe regained his senses, he stopped Wu Luan and didn't let him spend too much energy, "I'm afraid this battle will be very long."

If you guessed right, Baimei, who is more than 1000 years old, learned to eat souls, and found another way to keep evil spirits in magic weapons. First, he wanted to completely control them. Let a fresh and qualified seedling be your new body.

Perhaps Zhu Motian was the first target he set his sights on that needed to be fattened up. When he saw Wu Luan today, nine times out of ten, he would give up the previous one and take Wu Luan as a new target.

Just based on the disgusting and old-fashioned look at Wu Luan, Fu He would not easily let him go.

"Fu He." Wu Luan was sensitive and keen, probably aware of Fu He's thoughts, and was always worried, trying to tell him not to take risks, "Don't do stupid things, let me worry."

Fuhe promised, but secretly produced a large number of powerful candle breaths. Didn't he say that he was evil? He would use that set of "Ten Thousand Life Candle Technique" to solve Wu Luan's biggest dilemma. It's better than always being on tenterhooks, afraid of being approached suddenly.

It will take a lot of work for Baimei and the others to find Wu Luan, but Fuhe has planted "joy" in Baimei, so it is not so difficult to find them in turn.

The moon is dark and the wind is high at night, and it is time to kill.

Wu Luan kept vigil today, and Fu He fell asleep first because he was a little drunk, and put a stand-in puppet in the cotton wool covered in the cave. Do it endlessly.

It's just that in this world, it seems that the more you want to go smoothly, the more likely you will encounter obstacles along the way.

Fuhe didn't expect that even if he used a carefully crafted puppet as bait, even if all the scents he made were perfect, even if he thought he was [-]% sure to kill this old immortal when he came, but It backfired.

Many things in this world cannot escape these four words.

I saw countless ghostly shadows suddenly rising from the place where Baimei was resting, spreading out to form a huge magic circle, the walls of the formation flashed and thundered, and first a sharp weapon with soaring magic atmosphere burst out to smash the puppet into pieces, and then Keep shrinking the encirclement of the formation, vowing to crush Fuhe here.

Fuhe couldn't move his whole body, and his limbs were entangled by tiny black electric lights. Once this thing touched the skin, it would leave a shocking scorched black mark.

He gritted his teeth to bear the pain, and when the pain was extreme, he yelled: "Damn old man, I can't control your ghost at all. How many monks have you eaten? Is your good nephew also in your stomach? Eat so much!" Aren't you afraid of bursting to death?"

Bai Mei was shrouded in darkness, her voice was so hoarse as before: "Hahaha, worry about yourself first."

Although Fuhe was hit by Soul Devourer, he was not most worried about himself——Wu Luan was going to be angry.

He didn't accomplish enough and failed more than he should be angry, well angry, well angry.

But most likely, it will still be sad.

Ugh.

At the same time, a crack opened silently in the void, and a overlapping sigh sounded, followed by a tone of hatred for iron and steel:

"How can everyone be so troublesome, I'm going to go crazy."

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