After wearing the book, thousands of people think that my brother has become Bai Yueguang

Ji Zhongxiao shook his head to get rid of the emotions he shouldn't have.Secretly thinking that the senior brother subconsciously called out brother instead of master, it must be because of something awkward with the master.

It is estimated that this is the case, so he ran down the mountain willfully.Fortunately, the little brother was taken into the magic palace, not a more dangerous place.

Thinking of this, Ji Zhongxiao breathed a sigh of relief, a little jealous that Ning Heng got the little brother but didn't cherish it, subconsciously forgot the airs he should put on, and patted the person in his arms.

"Don't cry."

"It's not that the deity will not take you to find brother." It seems that the subordinates must also arrest Su Lan and return to the magic palace to reunite with the little senior brother's family.

Master Mozun's cold persuasion could not give Chu Cizhou any comfort.

On the contrary, it made him cry even more sporadically, till the end of the crying, he coughed sullenly while clutching Lord Mozun's robe.

Of course, the young master was not only sad because he was bullied by Ji Zhongxiao.

Today's incident can only be regarded as a straw that crushed him.Everything in Yuxu Mountain is his nightmare.Being forced to do things he doesn't like to do, being locked up and not allowed to see the people he wants to see, is what he fears the most.He managed to calm down, raised his head cautiously and said he hated the kitchen.

and so.

Is it possible

Don't let him cook for dinner?

Ji Zhongxiao clicked his tongue.As if annoyed by his quarrel, she wrapped him in a black cloak and hugged him horizontally.

The next moment, a figure flashed in the corridor.at the same time.

There was a loud bang behind him.

That's right.

The kitchenette exploded!

Chu Cizhou was stunned and wanted to take a look behind him—Ji Chongxiao is really capable!

But the fidgeting little head was pressed back by the big palm.Lord Mozun didn't let him look around.

Chu Cizhou could only hear the sound of people kneeling down and saluting in fear along the way.

They couldn't help feeling what kind of monster Ji Zhongxiao was in their eyes, wow, so cool!Such a pull!Much more majestic than him in the illusion!But he didn't buy it.

It's definitely all packaged

Thinking of this, Chu Cizhou twisted his body in Ji Zhongxiao's arms, wanting to get down by himself.

Ji Zhongxiao refused, so he beat his chest vigorously, annoyed. "You bastard, let go of Senior Brother Ben!" But he withdrew his hand after hammering once.Ji Zhongxiao's chest was hard.

It hurt him to death.

He was still frowning in distaste.

I don't know that the servants kneeling on both sides are already dripping with cold sweat, and they are terrified.

This little stand-in is dead!

Dare to be unreasonable to your superior!

You must know that there were demon nobles who relied on their beauty before to do such frivolous actions to your lord.

Unexpectedly, a hand was directly broken by the respected person and thrown into the dungeon.When he was taken back by his tribe, he was covered in blood and lost his human form.But what they didn't expect was even more.

Being so provoked by the person in his arms, instead of breaking the hand, His Majesty snorted lightly and coldly.

There was no trace of murderous intent all over his body.

Obviously feigning anger.

"Brother, don't think that this deity will take pity on you when you cry." "You are lucky if the kitchen blows up for no reason. Tomorrow, the deity will find someone to teach you how to cook. You must obediently make something for the deity!" "This is what you owe The deity's debt!"

The servants were terrified and couldn't help taking a sneak peek: Is this really their lord? !

What Your Majesty said is really just

cooking?

Don't you want to dig out your eyes and cut your heart to serve warm the bed and so on? !

The next day, Chu Cizhou was dragged out of bed by Mozun.A piece of bad news hit her head and face.Ji Zhongxiao actually asked him to learn how to cook!And let him learn from others.

The squeamish bag quit immediately.

Throwing the small soft pillow in his arms onto the bed to lose his temper, he picked it up in front of Lord Mozun, and punched it a few more times.The shape of the soft pillow is a small black egg, which should be the egg of a Warcraft cub.

I have never seen it in the world of cultivating immortals.

Seeing that he couldn't sleep without something in his arms, Ji Zhongxiao specially asked a young lady to sew it for him.

Chu Cizhou liked this egg very much, but now he seemed to wish that this little devil egg could become a demon king.

He wanted to bang bang to punch the demon king in the face.

"I do not want!"

Ji Zhongxiao watched him play with a small temper, and didn't coax him, a sneer curved like a knife on the corner of his lips, and the black air between his brows flew wildly.

"My good brother, you can't help but say no in the Extreme Night Palace." "But Ji Zhongxiao, your cooking skills are so good, why don't you just teach me?"

The black air suddenly disappeared.

Unexpectedly, the senior brother still remembered the dishes he made!

Ji Zhongxiao couldn't hold back the corners of his mouth that continued to rise.Mingming was so happy that he couldn't find Bei, he pretended to be cold and said. "Hmph, is a little male pet worthy of this deity to teach in person?" "I might as well tell you, it's not that this deity doesn't want to accompany you and supervise you, but Xiandao doesn't know what's going on recently, and he insists that this deity has robbed them of their flowers and plants."

"The group of hypocrites who are sanctimonious just want to find a reason to make trouble! I am going to the main hall to discuss matters now, and I will come to test you later." Chu Cizhou: ...

The aggrieved little fists were clenched tightly.

He is a big villain, not a pet boy!

But Chu Cizhou couldn't think of it.

Among the bunch of spiritual chefs of different shapes in the Extreme Night Palace.

There is actually a human little Zhengtai carved in jade!Xiao Zhengtai's eyes are big and energetic, and her eyelashes are long. She is very attractive, a bit like a little doll in a New Year painting.He carried a small wooden sword on his back.

It should be a little sword cultivator.

Xiao Zhengtai is the pastry chef who was invited over recently.Chu Cizhou gasped in surprise, patted him on the shoulder and asked, why did he come to the Demon Palace as a child laborer at such a young age?Little Zheng stood on the stool.

Stirring the mung bean puree in the pot with a deep expression. "Brother Immortal, age is not a problem, race is not distance." "My baby ran away from home to rely on his own strength, so that the branch of Claw Claw Shop will go to the Three Realms and Eight Desolations!"

and many more!

Claw shop?

Chu Cizhou looked at his big watery eyes, and inexplicably thought of a couple who were extremely loving.

"Is there a little red fox cake in your claw shop, it's delicious."

Mrs. Xiaozheng looked up abruptly, and said emotionally, "That's the hottest product in our shop!"

Fellow countrymen meet fellow countrymen.

Two tears.

Chu Cizhou and Xiao Zhengtai held their claws in tears.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Zhengtai was the brat of the dessert shop proprietress's wife's family back then. It seems that those two touches on his head were not in vain.Little Zheng really looks like a little fairy boy.

Mrs. Xiaozheng also told him: Father and mother are traveling around and playing in the mountains and rivers, not doing business properly, and the business of Zhuozhaopu can only be carried forward by him, the only seedling!He also raised his face and asked Brother Immortal if he would like to make cakes with him, just for the little fox cake.

Little Fox Cake? !

Chu Cizhou almost blurted out: I am willing! ★

So the two cuties of the human race, who were so handsome, got together every day and whispered together, and gradually became a beautiful scenery in the magic palace.In order to develop new pastry styles.

Chu Cizhou wakes up almost every day and rushes to the kitchen to find Lord Mozun to bully him several times, but he can't even touch a hair of his little boy pet.Ji Zhongxiao gritted his teeth like lifting a rock to shoot himself in the foot.One by one, what kind of wind did he have that made Chu Cizhou fall in love with entering the kitchen!With a sullen face, he carried Chu Cizhou away from the side of the steamer, and carried him to the bedroom.

The bedroom has already prepared a table of good dishes.

They are all Chu Cizhou's favorite and are good for his body.The servants prepared food for Chu Cizhou's small jade bowl, and then stood aside tremblingly, almost feeding it into his mouth.But Chu Cizhou was still making cakes with his little hands.

His hands and body were full of flour, like a little mouse fished out of a rice bowl, he didn't care about eating at all.

He wants to pinch a little fox like Ah Jiu.

But it doesn't look like anything.

Ji Zhongxiao remembered that he was in Sulan's cave, and his senior was also like this, he was addicted to painting and couldn't help himself.

So Lord Mozun took a deep breath, picked up the rice and fed it to him.He will only indulge senior brother this time!

Unexpectedly, Chu Cizhou didn't raise his head, and slapped his hand away: "Don't eat! I'm full in the kitchen."

Ji Zhongxiao looked at the extra snow-white five-fingerprint on his sleeve that he photographed.

Said sourly: "Brother, eating too much of those things will only clog the meridians Chu Cizhou said casually: "But aren't you trying to torture me?Why do you care so much, it's so annoying.

Ji Zhongxiao:

He quibbled and said: "It's the deity who is so angry. Your body belongs to the deity, so how can you be careless! And how many words have you said to the deity these days?"

"You are my favorite boy!"

"It's not paw paw shop!"

"But, you asked me to make pastries?" Chu Cizhou looked at him with his dirty little face tilted, and there was a trace of confusion in his eyes.

"But the deity regrets it now, what a broken pastry! Don't mention the word pastry in front of the deity!"

Ji Zhongxiao said as he threw a cloud of black air over him.

Destroy the ball of flour in his hand completely.This is refreshing, the damn thing that competes with him for favor!Chu Cizhou was stunned for a moment, and then found that the little fox he had just made was gone.

Standing up abruptly, he slapped the table angrily.

"Ji Zhongxiao! Don't interfere with my career, okay?" "I have to let Elder Meng take a fancy to our cakes and appear at the demon banquet!"

These are Xiao Zhengtai's original words.

The last sentence of Mrs. Xiaozheng is yes.

"Then, with the help and strong support of your lord, we entered the demon market in three years, and entered the demon world in five years. When the claw shop becomes famous in the whole three worlds, we will become the men who become the king of cakes!"

It was these words that set Chu Cizhou on fire.

Ji Zhongxiao couldn't empathize with him, he pinched his chin unbearably, hearing the names of his confidant subordinates from his senior brother made him even more depressed.

"In the devil's palace, is it Elder Meng or the elder?" Chu Cizhou squinted his eyes and slapped him on the face with his claws. Ji Zhongxiao was even more stupid as a devil.

"Of course it's the Supreme Master!"

Ji Zhongxiao's face was covered with flour, and he laughed angrily. His smile was shocking, but his eyes were ghastly.

"Senior brother, eat this bowl of rice without any grain left." "I guarantee that your four-shaped pastry will appear at the banquet." "But you are not allowed to enter the kitchen again! You will report to the Hall of Performers tomorrow. There is a dance at the banquet!" He wants to humiliate his brother as a dancer in full view:) Chu Cizhou: Huh? ?

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Chu Cizhou: Dancing?There is no word for dancing in this young master's dictionary, only the third set of radio gymnastics for primary and secondary schools:) Created by a fan