Original God: Trick Wendy into blitzkrieg to winter

"Ah, you who sells fake wine, why are you here?"

Paimon turned around and said in surprise.

"Why am I here? Why don't you ask the Executioner yourself? She is using the power of the mask like this, no amount of energy will be enough for her."

An Heng jumped to the ground and spoke to Paimeng speechlessly.

The way Yingmei used it just now is like a person drinking soup in the cafeteria.

It would have been fine to just use a spoon to scoop a bowl of soup, but he insisted on using the soup spoon to scoop the soup directly from the bucket.

Although it is possible, the entire remaining bucket will be wasted.

"Brother Heng, I just don't know how to use it."

Yingmei put away the mask embarrassedly and put it back on her waist.

Then he quickly walked forward, grabbed the corner of An Heng's clothes, and smiled embarrassedly.

An Heng sighed upon seeing this, and casually injected a stream of joyful energy back into the mask.

"Forget it, forget it. I didn't expect that you, Ying, would think of using the power of the mask to save people. It's really interesting."

An Heng stroked his chin, looked at Zhe Ping who had stood up, and said with interest,

"Are you Teppei, the one who used the evil eye to overdraw his life?"

Zheping nodded and responded weakly,

"Yes, thank you for saving me."

An Heng waved his hand and didn't say much. After all, it was Yingmei who really saved him, not himself.

"That evil eye is really abominable. I heard there is an evil eye factory. The Executioner and I are planning to destroy it!"

Paimon put his hands on his hips and said as if he had no choice but to do so.

Seeing this, An Heng's eyes turned and a good idea emerged in his mind.

Then he coughed lightly and said in an ignorant manner,

"Evil Eye, is that what it is? I think it's quite interesting."

After An Heng finished speaking, he flipped his hand, took out a few evil eyes, and then used his vitality to release several shock waves.

Bang!

After using the evil eye, An Heng's eyes rolled back, his hair quickly turned white, and then he pretended to be weak and fell to the ground.

"Ah, you who sells fake wine, please don't let this bother you!"

Paimeng looked at An Heng who had fallen to the ground and said in panic.

Seeing this, Yingmei immediately stepped forward, hugged Anheng's head anxiously, and placed him on her lap.

Then he threw the evil eye in his hand aside.

"What are you doing, you bad guy? Don't you know this thing is harmful to people?"

Yingmei yelled loudly at An Heng, with tears flashing in her eyes.

"Aying... I feel so sleepy. I can't hold on any longer."

An Heng pretended to be weak and said in a low voice, then reached out and touched Yingmei's pretty face, wiping away the tears from the corners of her eyes.

"Before I die, I want to taste your snack again. Can you fulfill this little wish of mine?"

Yingmei didn't think much after hearing this, and quickly took out a bag of snacks, opened it, and put one of the snacks into Anheng's mouth.

Then she took off the mask from her waist and quickly put it on An Heng's chest.

"Hurry, you just filled up your energy, I'll save you quickly..."

Yingmei was halfway through her speech when she suddenly felt like a clown.

This bad guy can charge up his energy at will, so how could he be attacked by the evil eye?

An Heng, who was lying on Yingmei's lap and eating snacks, suddenly felt the surrounding environment turned cold.

As soon as he turned around, he met Yingmei's dangerous eyes.

"Ahem, well, I'm actually dead, but not completely dead."

"If you go to the Evil Eye Factory and encounter danger, you can raise this wooden sign. Don't forget it!"

An Heng stood up quickly, put the unfinished snacks into the space, threw down a wooden sign, and disappeared from the spot in a flash.

Seeing this, Yingmei didn't say much, but put the mask back on her waist with a slightly red face, then picked up the wooden sign.

There were fourteen big characters written on it.

"I'm Inazuma Rai Cannon, and I get laughed at for losing a fight!"

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"Mr. An Heng, you're back!"

Xiangling looked at An Heng who suddenly appeared and greeted him with a surprised look on her face.

He became even more certain in his heart that An Heng was an immortal.

If An Heng knew what she was thinking, he would probably give her a thumbs up.

I am a happy person with a happy destiny, and I am not much more powerful than an immortal.

"Well, I just did a little thing. Let's go and find the Thunder God."

An Heng pretended to be casual and said to Xiangling,

"Well, you have to be prepared. This god's cooking skills might be a little... hellish."

An Heng thought about it and barely found a relatively good adjective.

Xiangling didn't pay much attention to what she heard. She waved her hand and said energetically,

"Don't worry, Mr. An Heng. Cooking skills are not something that can be acquired overnight, so I am prepared and will definitely teach her how to cook seriously."

An Heng looked at Xiangling meaningfully and didn't say much.

You know, An Heng thought so before...

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"Why...are you here? And who is she?"

General Lei Dian looked at An Heng in front of him with some surprise and asked uncertainly.

"She is Xiangling, the super master I found to teach Ying how to cook! As for the details... don't worry about it."

An Heng ignored Xiang Ling who was a little embarrassed beside him and gave the general a thumbs up.

"Okay, okay, let's not waste any more time talking. Let's go in first."

An Heng was a little excited thinking that he was about to complete the underworld mission assigned by Aha.

With a wave of his hand, he directly broke through the space and took Xiangling into the Pure Land of Oneness.

The general didn't care much about it and shook his head.

He walked behind the table and looked at the exquisite desserts on the table, falling into deep thought.

The third day of missing desserts...

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In the Pure Land of One Mind,

An Heng briefly introduced Xiangling's identity to Ying.

After explaining to Xiangling why there are two Thunder Gods,

He simply rolled out a sanded wood rocking chair with his hands, crossed his legs, and sat leisurely to watch the show.

"Hello, Lord Lei Shen. I am Xiang Ling from the Liyue Wanmin Hall. I will try my best to teach you how to cook."

Xiangling was a little reserved and stammered as she introduced the movie to Lei Dianying.

"You are a citizen of the Rock Country? No need to be polite. I will study with you seriously."

Ying put his right hand on his chest and said to Xiangling with a firm gaze. After he finished speaking, he secretly glanced at An Heng beside him.

After all, as long as I successfully make a dish, my sister...maybe she will come back.

"Okay Lord Thunder God, let's start with the basics. Can you cut vegetables?"

After Xiangling prepared the materials and ingredients, she asked Lei Dianying.

"An Heng taught me before...but I seem to have messed up, I..."

Lei Dianying said somewhat embarrassedly.

An Heng, who was standing by, was also frightened when he heard this, and some bad memories emerged in his mind.

"Ahem, what about Xiangling? Just teach her according to your own pace. What I taught her before was pure bullshit. You don't need to take it seriously."

An Heng waved his hand, interrupted Lei Dianying, and hurriedly explained to Xiang Ling.

After all, if Lei Dianying let the cat out of the bag and scared Xiangling away, he would be doomed.

"Mr. An Heng is too modest, but I understand. Let's start with the simplest way of learning how to cut vegetables."

Although Xiangling had some doubts, she didn't pay too much attention to them. After handing an iron kitchen knife to Lei Dianying, she began her teaching.