The Demon Lord's Beginning Be Manual

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Xie Yang sat up in shock from his dream,

"Jiang Shuyu's eyes..."

Is it because of him?

It's because he said he "prefers black eyes" that's why he...

Although Jiang Shuyu didn't care about other people's eyes, it didn't mean that he couldn't listen to the words of the only young apprentice who would praise him for his good looks at that time.

"Because of me?"

As the sun slanted, Xie Yang rubbed his messy sleeping hair in his own bedroom, thinking carefully.

No.

How could it be possible, if Jiang Shuyu would change himself for someone, it must be because of him.

It might be Jiang Miaomiao, it might be everyone in the world, but it can't be Xie Yang, it can't be me.

"what……"

Xie Yang wiped his face, "It's all the fault of that woman, she didn't have the slightest destructive power against Jiang Shuyu, but she got me involved..."

Perhaps the current Jiang Shuyu is just such a philistine, in order to please the world and secure his position as an immortal teacher, he is willing to submit, and... he has indeed won a lot of love because of it.

He no longer needs people who lack words to praise him as a "closed moon and shameful flower".

Master Jiang Xian didn't need Xie Yang long ago.

Xie Yang just woke up and his head was as messy as his hair. At this moment, a black shadow crossed the window sill and knocked on the door: "Foolish brother, are you awake? Dinner is ready."

This dream was too long, it turned out that he had slept for so long.

"Stinky boy, neither big nor small!"

He is not good at weighing things in his feelings, so he simply put aside his messy thoughts for the time being, turned over and got out of bed, and said: "You go first, I will follow behind!"

"Oh." The shadow outside the door faded away.

Only then did Xie Yang open the door, and the cold wind blowing towards his face with tiny snowflakes made him shiver, but he was also much more awake.

He sighed: "I'm fucking sick, I think Jiang Shuyu liked me..."

It stands to reason that even if he likes it, Jiang Shuyu must like Bu Jiuliu now, not Xie Yang who often forces him to go where to eat for his own selfish desires.

In the small pavilion in Qianhuachi, the lights were brightly lit, Jiang Shuyu put a small thermal barrier around, and sat with Jiang Miaomiao waiting for him, the heating melted the snow, and a large group of chickens, ducks, geese, dogs and other things gathered together I don't know why, Xie Yang actually felt something from it that "the house and animals are complete, and the wife and children are hot on the kang".

Until his "son" said: "Sit down and eat! You are new here, why don't we just wait?"

Xie Yang went over to sit down in three or two steps, and replied to him: "Master hasn't spoken yet, do you need to remind me?"

He doesn't dare to look at Jiang Shuyu now, he is afraid that if he raises his head, he will meet something "deeply affectionate", and it's all because of that girl!

"Daddy, look at him..." Just as Jiang Miaomiao opened his mouth, someone stuffed his mouth with stewed radish.

Jiang Shuyu picked up the chopsticks and ordered flatly: "Eat."

Seeing Jiang Miaomiao's resentful eyes, Xie Yang picked up a large piece of fish, and as soon as he put it in his mouth, his expression changed immediately.

This is... this can't be Jiang Shuyu's cooking...

It's just too... vomit...

All kinds of tastes of salty, spicy, fishy and bitter were mixed in his mouth, as if Jiang Shuyu personally held a knife in his mouth to torture and then kill him, and the unwilling ghost was grabbing his palate.

If he hadn't been dripping rice all day long, he would have vomited it all up.

Didn't Jiang Shuyu know how to cook?

This is called know how to do it?

Xie Yang looked at Jiang Miaomiao with pity: "I really don't know how the child got here all these years."

Seemingly unconscious, Jiang Miaomiao sat upright, one chopstick after another, without bending her waist.

No wonder he could swallow such a sweet thing last time,

"Great, this child's sense of taste has long been exhausted..."

The radish and cabbage were wronged, and Xie Yang couldn't swallow it. He secretly dipped his chopsticks in fish soup for Hua Hua. After smelling it, the raccoon cat turned around and found a mound of dirt to dig a hole...

Xie Yang: "..."

Jiang Shuyu said: "Why don't you eat?"

He stopped, and the yellow light and shadow locked his eyebrows even deeper, as if he was asking: "Isn't my cooking delicious? Why don't you eat it? Do you know how much effort I have wasted? The dignified immortal master gave me a lot of food!" Do you dare not eat when you cook? Give it to me!"

Xie Yang's eyes twitched: "Okay, I'll eat..."

Damn it, don't let me find a chance to cook...

Jiang Shuyu flattened her brows, although she still had that indifferent expression, she stretched out her hand and pushed the snack on the side towards Xie Yang, and said concisely and clearly, "Tang Cake."

The golden dim sum shone attractively among the piles of dark dishes, and Xie Yang took a bite - Xie Yang likes to eat sweets, especially sugar cakes, and he used to bring back many of them every time he went down the mountain.

Jiang Shuyu knew this.

Could it be that now... is testing him?

"Does he know that I am Xie Yang?"

"Then why didn't you kill me?"

Seeing that the fool didn't put down his chopsticks for a long time, but stared at his candy cake solemnly, Jiang Miaomiao said, "Don't you like it? If you don't like it, just put it away for me. Daddy went down the mountain to buy it for me!"

As he said that, he picked up a piece and put it in his mouth, chewing happily, the cinnabar mole between his eyebrows became redder and brighter, Xie Yang realized how ridiculous he was: "Huh?"

Because of the thought just now, he wished he could find a hole and plunge into it and never come out.

That's right, whoever Jiang Shuyu wants to die must die, so there's no need to go to such lengths...

I also know... I know what a fart!He can't remember what he likes at all.

"What are you doing?!"

Amid Jiang Miaomiao's scolding, Xie Yang picked up half of the plate with his chopsticks as if venting his anger, and put the sugar cake in his mouth as Jiang Shuyu, chewing and swallowing desperately.

So fragrant.

Jiang Miaomiao: "You idiot!"

There was a flutter on the table, Jiang Shuyu shook his head helplessly, let them mess around, picked up a chopstick "hell" stewed radish, and was about to put it in his mouth, when Jiang Miaomiao called out: "Father! You The injury is still not healed, this is spicy, eat something else!"

Xie Yang supported Jiang Miaomiao with one hand to prevent him from snatching the sugar cake, while swallowing the sweetness in his mouth, he asked, "Is it still okay?"

There is no other meaning, Jiang Shuyu was hurt because of him, and he didn't have a good time, pretending that he must know...

Jiang Shuyu is a pool of stagnant water, the small storm just now is like a grain of sand, even if you throw it into it, there will be no ripples: "It's okay, I made medicine."

Xie Yang: "...you know how to make medicine?"

It's not that I don't believe it, it's that I don't dare to believe it.

In the past, Master Jiangshan was good at playing with all kinds of cultivation methods. Apart from practicing swords, knives and irons, he also knew how to refine medicines. Unfortunately, he not only practiced axes, but also often had problems. In the past, Xie Yang really thought that he was omnipotent, but he didn't realize it until later. Come on - this guy is playing with his life!

"Not much."

Jiang Shuyu answered very simply, and said: "But this time there should be no problem."

After speaking, he took out a vial containing a blue liquid from his pocket and shook it: "I haven't tried it yet."

Xie Yang: "..." Who gave you the confidence?

"I, I seem to have enough to eat." Jiang Miaomiao only glanced at it, and was about to run away.

Seeing the suspicion in their eyes, Jiang Shuyu frowned slightly, got up to pick up Huahua who was a step behind, and said, "Try now."

"Don't! Dad!"

The white crane flew by in front of the pavilion, and the potion raised a layer of blue smoke on the raccoon cat, but there was no other reaction.

Jiang Shuyu raised the vial and looked at it: "Weird."

Xie Yang: "..."

Jiang Miaomiao couldn't help asking: "Since the injury was suffered in Yaoxin City, why didn't you take the opportunity to heal it there? City Lord Huangfu won our help, so it's possible that he won't even do such a small favor?"

Xie Yang nodded, he also wanted to ask.

Jiang Shuyu: "I kept it from them, just a small injury."

The world regards him as the patron saint. If the god can be injured and die, no one will believe it.

Xie Yang curled his lips: "From now on, can't you take care of yourself before protecting others..."

Jiang Shuyu said: "No problem, I will set off for Fenzhou City tomorrow to refine the medicine again, and it will be successful once."

After speaking, he got up and left in disappointment, leaving only the small medicine bottle on the table.

Xie Yang turned his head and asked: "Didn't your father usually go down the mountain, why did he go so far to Fenzhou City this time?"

Jiang Miaomiao: "Who did you listen to? My father has taken me to so many places over the years, if I have to say...it's strange to stay in Changliu Mountain for so long."

"real or fake……"

"Yeah!" Jiang Miaomiao nodded, and was about to pick up the fight, but Huahua suddenly went uncharacteristically and barked "bark bark"——Jiang Shuyu's counterfeit medicine had worked.

Jiang Miaomiao: "Father!"

On the table, the small medicine bottle that was dropped was emitting blue light, Xie Yang picked it up and looked at it a few times, then stuffed it into his clothes.

[The author has something to say: the next chapter will open the old story of Fenzhou City~(≧▽≦)%2F~]