I really want to be a cook

"But I'll talk about this later, let's talk about it after taking the medicine."

Qiye pushed away the pill and shook his head: "No, no one hurt me."

"Then how can you get hurt? You can't be so stupid as to make yourself look like this?"

Jiang Ping, with a look of righteousness for his brother, patted his chest and said:

"Brother, no matter what I say now, he is a respectable person, so don't be afraid to cause trouble for me.

And even if you don't tell me, I know that with your current strength, there are only a handful of people in the world who can hurt you, as long as I check it out, I will know.

It's just that if you don't tell me, you're looking down on me.

Look down on me, I'm going to go crazy! "

Hearing this, Qiye showed a bit of embarrassment and said:

"I did it myself."

Jiang Ping was taken aback for a moment, and then he stuffed the Nine-Turn Resurrection Pill back without leaving any traces. His body, which was upright just now, collapsed loosely, and finally just sat down on his buttocks.

"Oh, it seems that you are really stupid."

"Tell me, what's going on? You can't call me over to comfort you."

Qiye has never had the habit of talking nonsense, and said directly:

"There are two things."

"One is that I am going to retreat, and you may not see me, or you may not be able to find me for a long time in the future.

Before retreating, I can make another shot, the target is up to you. "

With Qiye's intelligence, it's not that he doesn't understand many things, it's just that he doesn't want to talk about them.

If someone else dared to use him like Jiang Ping, he would definitely raise his grave with him without hesitation.

But facing Jiang Ping, even if he was treated as a tool, he was still willing.

Giving sometimes doesn't pay off.

Jiang Ping's face froze, and the bad premonition came to his heart again.

"Don't scare me, it's the same as telling the funeral, I'm finally looking forward to your future, I haven't been snarky enough, you plan to let go of it?

What is another shot? Is Lao Tzu the one who cares about this? "

Qiye just looked at Jiang Ping with indifferent eyes, without saying anything.

Jiang Ping bowed his head, rather dejectedly said:

"Okay, I really care about being seen through by you.

But now no one provokes me. I originally wanted to persuade Zhao Huang to come and do something about Wuji Supreme, but he was so cowardly.

So there is no need to make a move or not.

From your current appearance, it seems that your shots are somewhat limited. I should have known it earlier. Breaking through the myths does not mean that you have realized the world of mortals.

But they are all out of the secular world, and they will never make a move unless it is absolutely necessary. They must have some taboo that they can't make a move.

Although you haven't broken through the myth, you should have been affected.

I didn't want to think about this before, but now it seems that you have also been suppressed.

Sure enough, I still can't touch the world of high-end players. "

Jiang Ping said rather sadly: "I'm sorry, I was self-willed before."

"Sure enough, I'm the kind of selfish villain who only takes advantage of my brother's bastard, I'm not worthy to be your brother.

I'm a total hypocrite! "

Qiye opened her mouth, wanting to say some comforting words.

But after thinking about it, he found that he never seemed to comfort anyone.

It can be seen that Jiang Ping looked sorry for you and wanted to break up with you. He was in a hurry, so he could only dryly explain what it means to be God's will, and said that he couldn't make a move.

"...That's it, although I can still make shots, but as I continue to make shots, the more I can't suppress the realm.

Once I break through, I can only face two choices.

But I don't have the strength to fight against him yet, at least I have to advance to another level of the mysteries of the sword-slashing technique before I have the strength to face him directly.

Before, I abolished part of my martial arts to delay the speed of my breakthrough, which is why I was injured. "

Jiang Ping touched his chin and nodded.

"I see."

Looking at his appearance again, there is no trace of sadness just now.

How could his name of Jiang·Actor Ping be in vain?

"So the myths that I broke through before are all puppets of the Dao of Heaven, damn it, luckily I didn't think too hard.

Otherwise, I would have to live in seclusion and be a savage right now. "

Speaking of which, he is an established protagonist who has been cheating, but now he has not even touched the edge of breaking through the myth, so he is still salty enough.

Change the version, change the protagonist, more than ten years are enough for them to break through the barriers of dimensions, soar directly out of the game world, and evolve into reality.

That is to say, he was still hugging each thigh, laughing foolishly all the way.

But stupid people also have stupid blessings.

Isn't there no chance to be a puppet?

Even Qiye was in such a difficult situation, with an appearance of unpredictable life and death, needless to say, he must have knelt down on the spot.

What's more likely is that he was so useless that he was not even given the chance to be a puppet.

For this point, Jiang Ping is quite self-aware.

But he finally knew a little bit of the secrets that belonged to the top bosses.

Even Zhao Huang might not know much about these things, otherwise, with the emperor's heart, he would have frantically wanted to kill everything.

Since myths cannot interfere too much in the secular world, it is the limit of one for one, using an emperor to exchange for future generations to be unconstrained, or directly using human lives to pile up myths to death.

The reason why King Zhao Wuling was not killed by the myth of forcibly breaking into the palace back then is probably the reason.

Qiye didn't know that Jiang Ping was acting, he didn't blame him, he just blamed himself for not being able to see such poor acting skills.

Qiye shook his head and said: "You still don't want to be too confident, this is just my personal guess, the boundaries of mythical warriors have always been a mystery.

This is related to the status and survival of all myths, and no myth warrior is willing to reveal it.

After all, I haven't broken through to that realm, so you can only be a reference.

Also, according to my observation, not all mythical warriors are puppets of heaven.

Like Wuji Supreme, everything pays attention to follow the trend. Back then, you were regarded as a variable, and after dividing it, you will be quick.

So I suspect that the general trend of the world has long been determined, and that's why Wuji Supreme, who is still under the control of heaven, made a move.

But at that time, the Supreme Master of the East saved me, and he will not pursue you anymore.

Therefore, he may also be under control, but he can already make a little counterattack.

But these questions, or that sentence, are just my personal guesses.

Everyone in the world says that if you don't get to the myth, you can't be free.

But now I know that it is a myth, so how can there be freedom. "

Although Jiang Ping didn't feel as much as Qiye did, he felt a sense of sympathy.

But at the same time, he thought of his master.

Tianzun had seen his origin long ago and said that he was a variable.

But Tianzun's attitude was as if he was confronting God, which showed that she was also free from the control of Heaven.

But definitely still constrained.

Otherwise, with Wu Xiaoyun's temperament, besides the prosperity of martial arts in this world, there must also be great prosperity of cooking skills.

But this also shows that Tianzun has a way.

Jiang Ping told Qiye his guess.

After hearing this, Qiye had no intention of seeking advice from Tianzun. With the example of Xie Shisan, he knew that it was probably futile.

What's more, it is a very stupid thing to pin your hopes on others.

Qiye said: "No need, I believe in the sword in my hand more than other things."

"alright."

Jiang Ping nodded and said: "Then you take care, be careful in retreat, I have nothing to help you, I can only coax you before you show up, and try not to cause trouble for you. In case you can't find a friend after you come out .”

Qiye couldn't help being silent.

Sure enough, if you still have this temper, you can't be more confident and go on your own?

But he ended up saying the second thing:

"Also, Xiaoqing is in your care."

"it?!"

Jiang Ping thought of the guy outside who would eat at least ten cows for a meal, so he quickly shook his head and said:

"It's not safe for you to retreat alone, it's better to stay with you."

Qiye shook her head: "It is of no use to me anymore."

In the past, he still needed to use Xiaoqing's characteristics, such as the devouring characteristic of the blood god Gu, and the purification of the green dragon Gu, so that he could create such unique skills as the "Star Swallowing Demon Sutra" without being affected by impurities.

But at this moment, his skill has reached its limit.

Xiaoqing is dispensable to him, and carrying it will easily reveal his state.

But in the end, it was the pet beast that had followed him since he was weak, and naturally he had to entrust it to someone who could rest assured. Besides, with Xiaoqing by Jiang Ping's side, he could protect Jiang Ping on his behalf.

Seeing that Jiang Ping still had objections, he made a final decision:

"That `s a deal."

Jiang Ping could only bite the bullet and take it: "Okay."

Immediately, there was a silence.

Jian Qiye closed his eyes, as if he was not moved by foreign objects.

Jiang Ping got up and retreated, and looked back at Qiye before leaving the door, and said silently:

"Goodbye."

Then he pushed open the door of the wooden house, and shouted at Xiaoqing who was suppressing Gouzi and the green-robed old monster:

"Hey! That little green snake, your master has already sold you to me!"

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

Two people and one beast go out, two beasts and one person returns.

Jiang Ping, who returned to Shangjing, was in a depressed mood.

He obviously didn't do anything, but how could things be different.

The Seven Nights Demon Lord of the Demon Sect who was supposed to have dominated the martial arts for ten years had not had time to show his majesty, but he was forced to retreat because he had upgraded too quickly.

The big golden leg he was thinking about was sent to the factory for repair before the trial period.

This world is too cruel for him.

Can it make people feel like a salted fish?

"Hey……"

In his own garden, Jiang Ping was sitting straddling a long corridor, hugging a pillar, staring blankly ahead, and sighed deeply.

Ahead, a snake and a dog are testing each other.