I really want to be a cook

"If you don't want to die, stand up!"

Wang Zhi seemed to see a hand, which was the hand that gave him hope and future.

He reached out his hand, trying to grab that hand.

He heard a dreamy voice whispering in his ear:

"Lanke's old dream!"

A rippling long sword pierced his chest, and the hilt was still trembling.

"Father"

There was a smile on the corner of Wang Zhi's mouth, he didn't know what beautiful thing he thought of, his head drooped, his spirit was dead, and he had no more life.

"Hey, speaking of it, I'm actually pretty good at it."

Jiang Ping squatted in front of Wang Zhi's body, lost in thought, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Is he a member of the Third Prince?"

"Ah."

"The third prince is very powerful?"

"Ah."

"I killed him for you."

"What?"

Jiang Ping stood up and stared at Qiu Daoyu who said this, as if confirming the authenticity of this sentence.

After a long time, he sighed:

"Forget it, let's think about how to escape."

In fact, it's absurd to think about it.

This Lord Demon Knife was going to be the third prince's personal bodyguard in the future, but now he turned around and said he was going to kill him.

The third prince wanted to kill him because there was an affair between him and his future wife.

In other words, he seemed to be robbing the Third Prince from the very beginning.

Bodyguards, daughter-in-law, you may not know what else is there in the future.

Obviously they didn't have any hatred in their previous life.

"You think I can't kill him?"

Qiu Daoyu frowned and asked.

Jiang Ping patted him on the shoulder condescendingly, and said:

"Old Qiu, be more confident and get rid of the feeling.

As far as I know, this guy always travels with a guard in the open and a guard in the dark. The guard in the open should be this Eunuch Wang. What about the guard in the dark? If you think about it, a great master is not too much, right?

If you think you can beat a grand master, let's talk about the next plan.

The question is can you do it? "

Qiu Daoyu wanted to say yes.

After all, I am a man. Although I am a little old, I am still an old man, so I can't say no.

but that is the grand master

Qiu Daoyu was silent.

"Then why do you still want to kill him?"

Qiu Daoyu pointed at Wang Zhi's body on the ground.

Jiang Ping spread his hands and said helplessly:

"If people want to kill me, they can't make me kneel and wait to die. And I once swore that whoever wants to kill me, I have to kill him first!

To be honest, I knew such a day might come, but I didn't expect it to come so soon.

But since he made the move first, don't blame me for being rude in the future.

If I don't mess with him once, my idea will not make sense!

Speaking of it, I think I should have a bright future if I go to the Demon Sect. "

But soon Jiang Ping changed the subject:

"Let's not talk about these disappointing topics, come on, let's discuss quickly, which way is better for Feng Shui.

What do you think about rolling the dice? "

At this time, Xie Cangquan, who had been silent all this time, interrupted:

"Master Jiang, why don't you go back to the Nanyue Sword Sect with me? With the protection of the master and grand master, absolutely no one dares to mess around on the mountain."

Jiang Ping waved his hand like chasing flies away:

"Don't make up your mind, don't you know who your Grand Master is?

If I dare to go up the mountain, he dares to tie me down the mountain.

Don't let this matter slip your mouth, as long as there is no proof, no one will be able to pin the shit on me.

In addition, I was wrong just now. This time I am going out to work, not running.At any rate, I still have an official status on me, so hurry up, don't you just want to catch thieves everywhere.

Also, you had a part in killing him.

If someone really catches me, I'll be the first to sell you. "

"I do not have!"

Xie Cangquan was very wronged and said:

"I just cut off a corner of his clothes, and he was sent flying without touching him. And I will never betray Master Jiang."

"Why does it sound like you're quite proud?"

Jiang Ping pointed to the sword on the corpse:

"That's your sword, now we're just grasshoppers on the same rope, no one wants to sell anyone else."

Xie Cangquan looked at the long sword piercing Wang Zhi's chest, and suddenly felt a cool wind blowing behind him.

Woohoo, is this the last lesson that Master Jiang taught me personally?

Jianghu, people's hearts are sinister!

Xie Cangquan felt that he understood again.

With the materials found on the spot, a big fire was ignited, crackling, and burning all the sins to ashes.

before the fire.

Xie Cangquan held the Takizawa sword, his eyes sparkled with fire, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Qiu Daoyu rubbed the Broken Sword Heiming, suddenly the bones of his body twitched, and his old man's appearance returned to his youthful appearance, with a dignified and dignified face.

Facing the firelight, he smiled lightly at Jiang Ping and said:

"Xiao Ba has a family, so I don't have to worry about him. I just took this opportunity to go to the rivers and lakes for another battle.

-------------Chapter Dividing Line---------------

County Prime Minister's Mansion.

boom!

The cup hit the carpet with a crisp sound, the water stains spread, and a water lotus bloomed on the blanket.

Zhao Pan was awakened by the sound of the glass falling to the ground, and his arms, which had been supporting his head, began to tingle and swell, and the sourness was unbelievable.

Fei Zhe, who had already been drooling in sleep on the table beside him, was also awakened by this movement.

"What time is it?"

Zhao Pan looked at the white belly rising from the sky, and there was a slight tremor in his voice that he didn't even notice.

Fei Zhe was a little sleepy, rubbed his eyes, glanced outside, and replied casually:

"It's about ten o'clock."

"Has Lao Wang not come back yet?"

The slightly cold voice made Fei Zhe finally wake up, and remembered the identity of the master in front of him.

"Come on!"

There was also a hint of anxiety in Fei Zhe's voice.

Don't you really not come back?

He knew the relationship between this master and that Eunuch Wang, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that he was raised by Eunuch Wang himself.

If something happened, he couldn't imagine what would happen next.

Will he, the host, be angered?

"grown ups!"

There were always people waiting in shifts outside the door, and when they heard the call from the house, someone came in to listen to the order.

"Did Master Wang come back last night?"

Fei Zhe asked quickly.

At this time, he wished that the servant would nod, but what he saw was that the servant shook his head:

"No, the subordinates did not see Mr. Wang come back last night."

Fei Zhe didn't dare to ask any more questions.

The servant didn't know what he said wrong, which made the master seem to be in a panic, he quickly lowered his head, not daring to breathe.

An atmosphere of uneasiness began to permeate the room.

"You go down first."

Zhao Pan said.

As if being pardoned, the servant quickly retreated, turned the corner, only to find that his back was completely soaked.

If he is like this, one can imagine how Lord Fei in the house feels.

At this time, Fei Zhe only hated that his room was designed to be too warm, and he had no chance to blow some cold wind at this moment, and beads of sweat rolled down his forehead, and he was steaming all over his body.

"You go out too."

When Zhao Pan's voice came, Fei Zhe felt like hearing the sound of heaven. He didn't even dare to say a word of nonsense, he saluted Zhao Pan in a hurry, and walked out quickly as if fleeing.

"Scholar!"

Zhao Pan shouted towards the void.

"Ask me to see you."

"The old man will not agree to you."

In a corner of the room, a very bookish, well-dressed old man with no cuffs at all was sitting lightly with his legs crossed, holding a book in his hand, reading it with gusto.

The strange thing is that when he didn't make a sound just now, no one in the room noticed him.

Zhao Pan looked at the old man with a hint of anger in his eyes:

"Shu Lao refused so quickly, but do you know what Gu wants?"

The old man didn't care about Zhao Pan's mood, smiled, opened a page of the book, and said lightly:

"The old man can tell you that last night I sensed the aura of another great master, it should be the sword intent of that guy from Nangong, and he probably gave away his amulet and sword talisman randomly.

Therefore, Mr. Wang's trip may be more or less auspicious.

He hasn't come back now, and he probably won't show up in the future. "