I really want to be a cook

However, he watched for a long time and waited for a long time, all he got in return was:

"Fuck Nima!"

Naturally, it wasn't the magic soldier who opened his mouth to speak, but Jiang Ping who was inside was scolding his mother.

"Son!"

Qiu Daoyu hurriedly asked:

"My son, how do you feel? Does it matter?"

"I'm fine, oh..."

With a groan, Qiu Daoyu's face suddenly turned green under the golden light ball.

Although he is nearly [-] years old, he is still in the prime of life and has his own personal physical needs.

Therefore, he occasionally takes care of the business needs of young ladies in certain industries.

Of course, at that time, he didn't use the image of the little old man now, but transformed into a mature uncle image through Kurong transformation.

Sometimes when you meet a discerning girl, you can go whoring for free.

Therefore, Qiu Daoyu was very familiar with this moan, and even felt the same.

So cool, it seems to be really all right.

He looked at the squirrel who was still looking up at the goddess.

This person cannot stay.

In golden light.

Jiang Ping's ferocious face was filled with comfort, but he gritted his teeth forcibly to prevent himself from moaning, feeling extremely fucked up.

He is not in pain.

On the contrary, every cell in the body is transmitting a word to him:

Cool!

It's so cool that it makes people want to hum.

But Jiang Ping today is not the Jiang Ping of the past.

In the past, a grand master of Nangong could make him call him grandpa with a shy face, but now who dares to call him grandpa, he can beat him to call him father.

Of course, Jiang's original intention has never changed.

It's just that with the rise of his strength and status, the price of his skin is also rising.

If you want him to be nonchalant, he used to be a grand master of Nangong, but now he has at least someone like Tianzun.

Also with appreciation is his chastity.

A magical weapon that came out of nowhere dared to force him? !

Simply unforgivable!

Even if he wants to go up, he has to be on top!

This is the last limit and dignity of being a man.

Jiang Ping's face turned grim again.

Talent · Dominance!

Open!

hum!

The air in the catacombs suddenly became cold.

Qiu Daoyu was okay, but Zhan Tianshu felt that the person above his head suddenly changed, and it became like a black hole swallowing up all the breath, and he even had difficulty breathing, feeling like he was suffocating.

In golden light.

Jiang Ping couldn't resist, and the soldier's sharpening that made him hum so happy, but in front of another river, he couldn't break into the golden light in front of him.

The two kinds of golden light are distinct, and no one will let the other.

"presumptuous!"

Jiang Ping's eyes turned cold, and he spoke like thunder.

Then I saw him grab it with one hand, and he grabbed a little turtle swimming hidden in the golden light.

It was a strange beast with a long turtle head, a big hard shell on its back, and a long tail like a snake's tail, but it was very turtle-like.

Some people also call this strange beast Xuanwu.

It is also the soldier soul of Jinghongdun.

The soul of the Xuanwu soldier was held by Jiang Ping, and he let out bursts of neighing, looking very angry.

Another layer of golden light appeared on Jiang Ping's body surface, which was exactly the magical soldier's light that had been trained by Bingfeng in his body just now.

These soldiers are trying to interfere with the operation of the exercises in Jiang Ping's body, and even erode his spirit constantly.

Once unbearable.

He will become a soldier of the gods.

So, there is no such thing as a good thing in this world.

In seemingly beautiful affairs, there is often hidden poison of honey.

With the strength and pride of the Divine Soldier, how could he easily recognize one person as his master?

It is just greedy for Jiang Ping's young and vigorous body, and it can be the host for its recovery.

Of course, danger has always coexisted with opportunity.

Once anyone completely subdues it, whoever can become the real master of the divine weapon.

"How can my body be defiled by you, a beast!"

A divine light flashed in Jiang Ping's eyes.

Talent·Refinement!

Talent · Refinement of God: The power is limited but the spirit is infinite, the spirit enters the void, everything enters the void, everything is enlightened, returns to the root, understands the mind and sees the nature.

This innate ability derived from Tianzun's technique may seem insignificant, but it is Jiang Ping's strongest ability today.

Because it can enhance one's own spiritual power all the time, almost without end.

Combined with his talent and divine power, in theory, as long as Jiang Ping lives long enough, he will eventually become the strongest person in the world.

But this period of time will definitely be very long.

Using it at this moment will directly increase his mental strength.

"Get out!"

Jiang Ping let out a low cry, and the soaring mental strength directly squeezed the invading magic weapon into a ball, and then directly crushed it with the other hand.

If ordinary people's precious and precious magical weapons can't be used by him, if they try to ride on his head in vain, then they are just useless.

He would rather be destroyed.

The soldier's light was destroyed, and his spirituality was also damaged. The Xuanwu soldier's soul let out a mournful cry and began to become weak.

After all, it has been buried for many years and is not in its prime.

And how could it have imagined that there would be people in this world who wanted to destroy it without letting go of the magic weapon.

Under Jiang Ping's seemingly limitless mental storm attack, the Xuanwu soldier's soul became weaker and weaker, and it was about to dissipate.

It wailed again, and the escaping spirituality intermittently turned into two words that could be understood by Jiang Ping and passed to his mind:

"surrender!"

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

A trail leading to the back mountain of the backer sect.

A haystack next to it suddenly moved, and then saw the haystack and the turf turn over, and a staggering man crawled out.

He's the cripple on the gopher team.

The magic soldier has a spirit, misses his old master, and is unwilling to leave the underground tomb.

Even the squirrel can't take it away forcibly, otherwise it will stimulate the self-defense ability of the magic weapon.

According to the comparison of strength, the drill squirrel can't beat it.

So he could only choose to refine it in situ, hoping to recover it in the last time.

But obviously the later development of the story told Zhuan Tianshu that it wasn't that the magic soldier didn't want to leave, but that he didn't even have the qualifications to be a soldier.

Just when the squirrel decided to stay and gamble, the lame escaped with the will of the boss.

The boss had promised him that if there was nothing he could do in the end, he would sacrifice his magic soldiers in exchange for the lives of the two of them.

If you can't even live like this, then you are the last resort.

He will spread the news of the divine soldier all over the world in the shortest possible time.

At that time, no one should think about it.

thought here.

The cripple couldn't help touching the atrium of his chest.

Jiang Ping got a finger here, and he said that he only had three days to live.

So within three days, the boss must succeed.

However, while the cripple was waiting patiently, he suddenly felt his feet move.

His face changed drastically, and a bad premonition emerged in his heart.

"Boss!"

The cripple hurriedly took off his boots and opened the bottom of the boots. It turned out to be a simple mechanism with a small iron box hidden inside.

At this moment, the iron box was shaking violently, as if something inside was hitting the lid.

He slowly opened the box.

I saw a fat green worm like a caterpillar rolling anxiously in the iron box, in a very irritable mood.

For a while.

It finally stopped.

Because it died.

The lame stared blankly in the direction of the mountain.

boss...

also died.

In the box is a Gu worm given to him by the boss, called the sound-transmitting worm, also called the contract of life and death.

There is no other function, only two Gu worms, one male and one female, can sense life and death.

If one worm dies, the other will not live alone.

It was originally used by Miaodi to transmit information, similar to wolf smoke, to indicate where important situations occurred.

Tomb robbers have done a lot, and there are always more weird things like this than ordinary people.

"Boss..."

The cripple gritted his teeth and stomped on the bug.

"I will definitely avenge you!"

……

Backing Shanzong Farm.

The loud noise broke the tranquility of the night.