God!I became the God of War villain

"Girl? How do you feel? The super chef I found is not bad, right?"

Looking at Lin Muxue who buried her face in the bowl, Zhao Jianchuan felt very proud.

"It's really good!
Lin Muxue nodded, without even raising her head, she answered Zhao Jianchuan's words.

"That guy has made my brother and I eat canteen pig food for so many years, and when I'm full, I'll beat him up.

Let him hide his cooking skills from me, and if he doesn't beat him, he will cry and call his father and mother, so my surname is not Lin. "

"Uh..." Zhao Jianchuan twitched the corners of his mouth, this chick is really a bit violent.

"That's not good. If he is injured, how can we let him cook for us in the future?"

Zhao Jianchuan was not happy, no matter what, he had to think about their future happiness.

"Hmm..." Lin Muxue raised her head before nodding.

"Yes, what if he is injured and there is no such delicious food? Forget it, let him go!"

Lin Muxue buried her head in the bowl again, and began to eat happily.

"..." Zhao Jianchuan couldn't laugh or cry, feeling a little helpless towards Lin Muxue.

At the same time, Longhua country time, one o'clock in the morning.

Hidden in the sect, hidden in the sword sect.

Lin Yinhao, who has officially entered the Tibetan Sword Sect for nearly half a month, is still chopping firewood in the dim moonlight.

Since the amount of firewood he chopped during the day did not meet the target, he was asked by the people above to split the amount during the day again.

Lin Yinhao felt a pain in his heart, these guys are too bullying.

He is also the Lord of the Temple of the Underworld after all.

It can be said that it is also a prince-like existence.

Now after entering the Hidden Sword Sect, apart from his aptitude looking good, the rest seems to be nothing special.

The level of Emperor Wu in the middle period is scum in this hidden sword sect.

Even some old aunts who cleaned and cleaned the toilets were as powerful as the late Emperor Wu.

This made Lin Yinhao extremely collapsed, perhaps because the entire sect was too strong, so the Tibetan Sword Sect had the confidence to let him chop firewood first.

This is the background of a sect, no matter what genius you are, you are accepted anyway, let's kill your vigor first.

If he couldn't bear it and ran away by himself, the sect would not pay any attention to it at all.

So Lin Yinhao can only carry it obediently, chop firewood for three months first, and then talk after passing the test.

He was chopping, and suddenly heard someone cursing at the door of the woodshed.

"Aren't you annoying? It's late at night and you're still chopping firewood. Can you please be quiet?"

Beside the gate of the firewood room, a disheveled old man was leaning against the door with a bottle of Gujing wine in one hand and a roast duck in the other, cursing at Lin Yinhao.

Lin Yinhao glanced at him, ignored him, and continued to chop the firewood in front of him.

This old man is a drunkard. During the half month that Lin Yinhao entered the Tibetan Sword Sect, this guy came here almost every day.

And it didn't come by walking, but by crawling, the main point is because this guy drinks almost all the time.

So he looks drunk all the time, which is quite a strange person.

Originally, in the Tibetan Sword Sect, there should be strong people like clouds.

But Lin Yinhao couldn't feel the strength of this person.

Even the dark chess arranged by the great elder in Hidden Sword Sect has been in Hidden Sword Sect for decades.

But this drunk was already in the state of a drunk before this dark chess entered, and he would drink alcohol all day long.

It's like if you don't drink, this guy will die.

And I've never seen this drunk before, so I can't tell what strength this guy is.

Lin Yinhao is a freak at covering up, he knows that maybe this drunk is a very strong man, he can't see it.

Or maybe this guy used to be a strong man, but now his dantian has been abolished and he has become an ordinary person.

Specifically, he couldn't figure it out, but it had nothing to do with him.

What he should have done still has to be done.

Seeing that Lin Yinhao didn't even bother to bird him, and the drunk didn't bother to talk anymore, he continued to drink the wine in his hand, and then ate the roast duck in his hand.

The two of them were in the night like this, one was drinking, the other was chopping firewood, neither of them delayed the other, they were silent to each other.

After half an hour, the wine in the drunk's hand was gone.

He smacked his mouth, looked at the half roast duck left, and yelled at Lin Yinhao.

"Hey, kid, go buy wine for me, hurry up!"

Lin Yinhao glanced at him silently: "Hey, old man, you want to drink it yourself, won't you buy it yourself?

It's late at night, and this is the hidden sword sect, where can I buy you wine?Drink, drink wool? "

After Lin Yinhao finished speaking, he continued to chop the firewood in his hand, not wanting to talk to this strange old man.

"Who said that there is no place to buy wine in the Tibetan Sword Sect? Let me tell you, there is a small shop on the West Tuofeng of the Tibetan Sword Sect, which is opened by people from the bottom of the mountain.

So you can buy it there, you go and get me a few bottles, maybe, the old man, when I am happy, I will teach you a few tricks, which will definitely benefit you for life. "

Lin Yinhao's eyes widened instantly, it seems that this old drunk is really a master.

Otherwise, where would you have the confidence to say such a thing?
Lin Yinhao was a little moved, and after a while of calculations in his mind, he looked straight at the old drunk.

"Old man, are you talking about deceiving me?"

"Hi..." The drunk hiccupped, and then replied falteringly.

"Why, how is it possible, old man, I say one thing, you, hurry up and buy it... Otherwise, old man, I will withdraw my mind."

Lin Yinhao's eyes lit up, and he didn't hesitate any longer. He dropped the ax in his hand and ran towards the outside of the woodshed.

I ran all the way from Donghua Peak to West Tuofeng, a journey of more than ten miles.

I spent thousands of dollars and bought two bottles of the best Gujing wine.

Then he trotted all the way back to the firewood room on Donghua Peak, and handed the Gujing wine in his hand to the old man.

When the old man saw two bottles of Gujing wine, his eyes lit up, and he snatched the wine from his hand.

After opening it directly, he poured it into his mouth, regardless of Lin Yinhao's presence.

"Hey, old man, didn't you say that I bought wine, so you can teach me a few tricks? Can you hurry up..."

The old man put the two bottles of wine into his arms and closed his eyes.

Tilting his head, he pretended to be asleep, ignoring Lin Yinhao's words at all.

"Fuck? You old bastard, what do you mean by that?"

Lin Yinhao was upset this time, pretending to sleep after getting the wine?Is this old guy so cheating?
Lin Yinhao reached out to snatch the wine back, but he didn't expect that the old drunk suddenly opened his eyes and yelled loudly.

"Robbery! Robbery, bullying me an old man! Is there any reason?"

The old man's voice became louder and louder, if he continued to shout.

Not just here in the chaifang, even the entire Donghua Peak could hear it clearly.

"Fuck???" Lin Yinhao was dumbfounded, this old man actually tricked him!