I really want to be a cook

No one can hide the breath in his body in front of a martial arts myth.

In the eyes of the supreme master, in what way and with what kind of exercises, it is as clear and dazzling as a candle in the dark night.

After all, these days, spies between the righteous and the devil are too common, and the Grand Master is already a class close to the center of power.

In case one of the opponent's great masters is mixed in.

That would be funny.

However, it's not that the Zhengdao undercover who didn't really make up his mind to practice magic arts broke through the Grand Master and hid it from the Supreme Master's eyes.

For such a person, Momen is happy to see success.

After all, for a great master who practices magic arts, even if he says he is righteous, he has to be believed.

As long as they are not stupid, they will clean themselves up.

At that time, what is the right way has nothing to do with them.

There may be one or two die-hard stunners, but nothing serious.

Therefore, although the Demon Sect seems to be chaotic, with many factions, and recruits are mixed, as long as there is no trouble in the direct line, the Demon Sect will be fine.

Because only the direct descendants of the eight bloodlines firmly hold the power of the Demon Sect, and everyone else is a side branch that can be discarded.

Until a freak appeared...

He practiced the most cold-blooded and most domineering magic arts, he killed without batting an eyelid, and the lives of his men could pile up into hills, as long as he didn't get tired, he could harvest other people's lives without changing his expression.

His demonic name is spread all over the world, he is the best successor of the demonic way for 300 years, and he will become the most shining pearl of the demonic sect.

Countless people regard him as the future leader of the Demon Sect, the future Supreme Demon Sect.

However, he colluded with the righteous way and became a traitor to the Demon Sect.

His name is Qiye.

Today marks the 732 days he has been imprisoned in Motianya.

The fifth forty-fourth chapter of the world can defeat you, but the number of three fingers

On Motian Cliff, the summer sun is warm, the breeze is rustling, the leaves sway slightly, and then shatter into fine spots of light all over the ground.

Not far away, a waterfall several feet wide hangs down densely.

The rushing water hit the smooth boulders, bursting into pieces of crystal, shining brightly under the sunlight.

Under the waterfall, the water overflowed a pile of rocks, gathered into a small pool, and then flowed crookedly into the distance, turning into a small stream.

By the stream.

A blue boulder stood abruptly.

On the stone sat a lonely young man.

He has a face that makes the world jealous and crazy, as if a knife has been cut, just one look is enough to make people remember him, and then unconsciously marvel in their hearts.

He has been sitting here for a long time.

Even he couldn't remember how long he hadn't moved.

Three days, five days, ten days, or a hundred days.

Time seems to have become a boring symbol.

He just stared blankly at the water in front of him, the mountains in front of him, the stones in front of him...

Everything in front of his eyes.

His long black hair has not been taken care of for too long, and it is only allowed to grow randomly on the boulder, noisy, but it is still as black as the smoothest silk in the world, translucent.

He was only wearing a loose black brocade robe, and the skirt of the shoulder slipped a little, revealing a delicate collarbone, which was smooth and strong at the same time, as if a white marble chest was looming, with a slender bloodstain faintly visible.

Just like a piece of perfect porcelain, there are more flaws that shouldn't be there.

The bloodstain was very long, stretching obliquely downward from the collarbone and directly into the heart socket.

At this moment, there are still drops of blood oozing from the knife edge, just like the original appearance of the wound.

This is left over from a very fast knife.

faster than his sword.

But he survived because the owner of the knife didn't want to kill him.

The breeze blew, and a strand of long hair at the corner of his forehead blew into his eyes.

It's like a signal.

So, the wind suddenly stopped in the distance, not daring to offend.

The sound of water under the waterfall disappeared, and the chirping of cicadas and birds naturally turned into silence.

Then, the light that filled the sky was swallowed up.

Suddenly, as if countless mirrors were shattered at the same time, a beam of sword light penetrated the distance of space and suddenly disappeared in front of him.

Then the next second.

clang!

The sound of gold and iron clashing sounded behind the black-robed man.

Another man deftly caught the sword light with just one finger.

"Qiye, your sword is faster."

"Still can't beat you."

The black-robed man was Qiye who was trapped on the face of Motian Cliff, his expression was indifferent, and he was not depressed by his defeat.

"Hehe, I'm waiting for you to become the second Xie Shisan."

With a chuckle, Qiye raised his head and saw the air rippling in front of him, and then a figure slowly condensed into shape.

If Qiye's appearance is already the best in the world, then the person in front of him is no longer an ordinary person.

No words can describe his charm.

Whether it is a man or a woman, they will feel crazy after seeing this face.

He is so beautiful!

He is so handsome!

Two different feelings were perfectly integrated on one face.

If he wanted, he could seduce any woman or man in the world.

Yin and Yang have a strange symbiosis in him.

He is the Supreme Demon Sect—Dongfang Taiyi.

Dongfang Taiyi is the oldest myth of the Demon Sect so far. It is said that he is the same generation as the Demon Emperor, and is more than 100 years older than the Wuji Supreme.

He is also the real creator of the original one of the eight demonic veins.

It's just that the original master of the original lineage is not in the realm enough to comprehend the ultimate martial art from Dongfang Taiyi, so he can only walk into the evil way, find another way, use the relationship between men and women to harmonize the principles of yin and yang, and finally imagine to achieve the detachment of the oriental supreme .

It's a pity that the original lineage has been passed down for so many years, not to mention reaching the realm of Eastern Taiyi, it has gone further and further, paying more attention to the affairs of men and women, and the ultimate principle of detachment of yin and yang has been left behind.

To put it simply, the most important thing is to be happy.

"It's been a long time since you left this knife in my heart?"

Qiye asked lightly, but unconsciously touched the bloodstain on his chest.

As he stroked it lightly, the bloodstains miraculously disappeared inch by inch.

In fact, with Qiye's great master body, even if there are some scars left on his body, they will disappear due to repeated metabolism under his strong resilience.

But this bloodstain remained for a long time, and was even bleeding just now.

Just because this bloodstain hides the saber intent of a mythical warrior.

As he healed the bloodstains, it meant that he defeated the sword intent of this mythical warrior.

Of course, it's just a weakened version.

After all, the meaning of this knife is like a rootless apple, and it will continue to weaken over time.

Seeing that Qiye easily dealt with the saber intent left behind by him, a trace of astonishment flashed in Dongfang Zhizun's eyes.

"I feel more and more that my decision is correct, keeping you may be the most correct decision I have made in the past 100 years.

do you know?You are like an inexhaustible treasure, surprising me all the time.

No matter how much pressure I put on you, in front of you, it always feels so understatement, as if there is no limit.

I take back what I just said, you will not be the second Xie Shisan.

You will become a stronger warrior than Xie Shisan. "

Hearing such praise from Tangtang Shinhwa, Qiye's face didn't even show any fluctuation.

In fact, to get the approval of a myth, even Qiye will inevitably feel a little bit of pride in his heart.

However, when he asked Dongfang Supreme why he wanted to save him for the first time, he felt that he would never forget that scene even after another 100 years.

……

"Thank you."

On the hospital bed, after waking up from a serious injury, Qiye saw the handsome and extraordinary Oriental Sovereign smiling slightly at him.

"you are welcome."

The Oriental Supreme turned his back to him, put his hands behind his back, and looked up at the ceiling at 45 degrees at the same time.

"I just don't want to see such a perfect face ruined."

"There are not many good things in this world that are worth waiting for, and your face counts as one."

"By the way, the first patriarch of Huajian School is my second apprentice."

At that time, Qiye thought that his strength was recognized by the Supreme Master Dongfang, so he saved him from the Supreme Master Wuji.

But the Oriental Supreme gave him an answer that he didn't want to know at all.

Because of the face!

His talent, his hard work, and his desperation were defeated by his own face in the end.

He was a little confused at the time.

Later, as they got along, Qiye also discovered that the Oriental Supreme was very aloof at first sight, so perfect that he seemed sacred in the sky and could not be profaned.

But his heart is the most ordinary ordinary person.

He will be happy, angry, unhappy, depressed, crazy, and sometimes act like a baby, coupled with the powerful charm of killing both men and women in him.

Qiye almost couldn't hold back, and regarded him as his second friend.

It's a pity that his heart is too cold and too small, it can only accommodate a small amount of warmth.

He also asked the Oriental Supreme why he was so different.

And the answer of the Oriental Supreme is:

300 years is too long, enough for him to forget all his emotions as a human being.

He didn't want to be a puppet of Heaven.

So you need to always remember that you are born as a human being.

When he said this, the eyes of Dongfang Supreme Being were a little sad.

Qiye gradually understood.

Perhaps this is the case, but the Oriental Supreme has more abundant emotions than ordinary people, because he regards himself as a person from the beginning to the end, not a god, a demon, or a symbol of reverence and submission for all living beings.

There was some feeling in his heart, but he couldn't remember it.

He was too young to understand the power of time.

……