I rely on culinary skills to cry in the world of comprehension

Chapter 161 Do You Know How To Cherish Only After Losing It?

He is a tool man.

Yan He looked at him expectantly, until he froze the soft "love" into hard like a stone.

Ever since, Yan He put on the steel plate and cut it in two.

Haha, it's time for her to appear next.

Yan He began to use her fire spirit root to start baking. Now she is no longer the one who always burned the ingredients out of the pot. Now she has been able to skillfully grasp her own spiritual power, and she will definitely not be in the oven. The ashes came out of the pot.

Under the repeated impact of water vapor and fire energy, the dough continues to expand, forming a delicious meringue with distinct layers, uniform sweetness, as thin as a cicada's wing, crispy and light.

Yan He's little trick: If you want to increase the color, you can turn off the fire halfway and press it on the baking tray.

In this way, the white granulated sugar that is in close contact with the baking pan will quickly burnt, giving off a strong burnt aroma, and applying a heavy brown makeup.

That's it for the Butterfly Crisp Plus!

Yan He packed it carefully. The process was slow and unhurried. It wasn't until the packing was finished that he found a junior brother Bing Linggen standing behind him.

Yan He:!
She looked at him strangely, "Junior Brother, why haven't you left yet?"

Junior Brother Bing Linggen's eyes widened in shock:? ? ?

You listen, you listen to what this is saying!

He finally understands, he is just a tool man!

His ass still hurts!

He also ran here and there just for her, and he didn't mind torturing him, but the third senior sister only used him as a tool...

He wanted to cry but had no tears.

Yan He could not help but pat his head when he saw his forbearance of daring to be angry and dare not speak, and almost couldn't help but pat his head, "Okay, I won't tease you, hey, seventh junior brother, give this to fifth junior brother Go, just say it's a gift from me to apologize to him, and..."

Before Yan He finished speaking, Chen Fang couldn't help but shook his head and asked, "Why should I help you?"

Yan He: ...

She said helplessly, "Seventh Junior Brother, I haven't finished my words yet, as compensation..."

"How about I cook a small stove for you?"

Chen Fang:? ? ! ! !
"real?!"

Chen Fang was subconsciously surprised, and realized that his reaction was too unreserved, so he slowly looked away, pretending that nothing happened, and said flatly, "Oh."

"What's there to eat?"

Yan He smiled mysteriously, covered his mouth, and motioned for him to come over. Chen Fang leaned over and heard her say, "Seventh Junior Brother, I will cook a small stove for you...to make good things for you to invigorate the kidney..."

Chen Fang:? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? !
Chen Fang couldn't take it any longer, the pink clouds spread all over his upper body, and even the ears were covered with suspicious pink, he clenched his fists and couldn't help shouting, "Third Senior Sister, I don't need it!! "

What did Third Senior Sister misunderstand him?
He is really worthy! !

Chen Fangqi didn't want to say a word, picked up the unknown thing on the table and left.

Yan He was taken aback, and couldn't help reminding, "Slow down, be careful..."

Yan Hexin mentioned her throat, which is very fragile!
There are a million regrets in Yan He's heart. If she had known that the things she carefully made would be treated so rudely by the seventh junior brother, she would not have asked the seventh junior brother to help deliver them...

……

Demon world.

The demon soldiers carefully discovered that something was wrong with their lord's current state.

Ever since he executed the two evil soldiers A and B that he found with great difficulty... His Majesty has become a little strange.

Oh no, not execution.

It's just that the soul flew away... The two of them suffered a lot of torture before the soul flew away. It was not an exaggeration to cut off two hands and legs, and their third leg was also cut off.

Imposing castration is not enough, His Majesty is also ruthless, he will give them all kinds of tortures, such as skinning, splitting, mowing, hanging, sticking, sawing, breaking vertebrae, pouring lead...

Even if they die, they will be given it again, until their ashes are wiped out and their souls are scattered.

But like this, His Majesty didn't seem to be able to relieve his anger enough, and even vented his anger on the female demon cultivators who warmed his bed, and crazily abused them, as if this was the only way to get the hard-won pleasure...

More and more female demon cultivators died. Originally, there were female demon cultivators rushing to recommend themselves every day. Unfortunately, no female demon cultivators dared to dedicate themselves to the lord. They all begged the lord not to fall in love with them. far away.

The current lord is no longer the original lord, the current lord takes pleasure in killing Miao and tormenting, and kills a demon cultivator every now and then for fun.

Everyone in the Demon Realm is panicking and fearful. When will this kind of day end?
Finally Moxiu plucked up the courage to ask Qian Moye, his voice was trembling uncontrollably when he said this, "Your Majesty... when will we... attack the realm of comprehension?"

Qian Moye narrowed his eyes, frowned subconsciously, and said calmly, "Is it your turn to ask me what I do?"

The Demon Cultivator was so frightened that he immediately knelt down on the ground, "Your Majesty, calm down, Your Majesty, calm down! This subordinate didn't mean to mention it..."

The whole demon cultivator was sweating for him, thinking that he would never see the sun tomorrow, but they were all thinking the same thing in their hearts, you are our hero of demon cultivators!We will always remember you...

Seeing him like this, Qian Moye felt uninterested, he stretched his brows, "Why are you so nervous? I won't eat you..."

The demon cultivators paused for breath, and their eyes lit up, what does this mean, my lord?
They all stared at Qian Moye intently, waiting for his next words.

Feeling the attention of everyone, Qian Moye was silent for a long time, and then said calmly, "But when it comes to the world of self-cultivation... the deity is very interested..."

"After all, the woman I loved before was snatched away..."

Qian Moye said to himself, without asking anyone to answer him, "Although she is already a broken shoe...but at least she is a woman before this deity, and she has had a relationship with this deity..."

"No one wants this kind of thing to happen, but it has already happened..."

"It's also my fault for not protecting her properly..."

Qianmoye couldn't help but wonder, where is she going to wipe her tears at this time?
Hmm...Qian Moye covered her heart, what happened to the dense distress that appeared in her heart at this moment?

All the demon cultivators lowered their heads when they saw their lords like this.

I want to cry a little bit.

Your Majesty...

Alas, it's all my fault for not being clear about my heart...for not cherishing Ms. Ju...

Do you know how to cherish when you lose it?
It's a pity... There is no medicine for regret in the world.

Lost is really lost.

(End of this chapter)