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

Yan He thought sadly, she hadn't tried making herself a delicacy yet, although she didn't want to try either.

But she can really smell the meat on her body!
If you cut it down, she will really be familiar with it! !
"Yan He!"

"Don't be afraid, I'll carry it for you!"

Hearing this heavenly voice, Yan He subconsciously opened his eyes.

who is it? !
Who is so kind?

Yan He felt that she couldn't even see her face clearly after being slashed, and saw a figure in a daze, and before she could see why, the figure said apologetically, "Ah oh."

"I'm sorry, Yan He..."

"I forgot, I was a demon before, it seems that I can't help you with the thunder disaster..."

"puff--"

Another thunderstorm struck, and Yan He spat out another mouthful of blood.

But this time he was not struck by lightning, but angry.

After hearing what he said, Yan He knew it was humming without even thinking about it, so what was the purpose of him coming here to say this?Did you deliberately make things difficult for her?
"Hey, but, I am your magic pet, I signed an equal contract with you, so naturally I can help you bear the thunder disaster..."

Yan He: ...

Can you stop panting so much when you speak...

Another thunderstorm strikes down, Heng Ha jumps on Yan He's body without thinking, trying to block the thunderstorm for her.

As a result, an unimaginable thing happened, this Lei Jie could still turn a corner? !
Precisely, he slashed at Yan He in the gap that Hum Ha was blocking her.

Yan He's entire face turned black, not from being angry, but from being struck by lightning, and then he breathed out a black breath in a daze, and passed out with the momentum.

Heng He smiled awkwardly and looked around subconsciously.

This has nothing to do with him.

……

Yan He woke up again and found himself feeling light.

Did she succeed in breaking through?

"Congratulations, Third Senior Sister! Congratulations to Third Senior Sister, successfully breaking through Nascent Soul."

"Congratulations, congratulations, congratulations!"

Yan He felt very unreal, did she break through like this?
"Third Senior Sister, you are too unkind. You didn't tell us about such a big event like forming an alchemy before, and kept it hidden... We only knew about it when we saw the Thunder Tribulation that you belonged to Nascent Soul..."

"Even the third senior sister, you are too mean, you are also hiding this from us, we have told you everything..."

Yan He smiled apologetically, "I... didn't mean to hide it from you..."

She wanted to surprise them.

As soon as she opened her mouth, she realized that her voice was very hoarse now.

"What's wrong with my throat...?"

"Third Senior Sister, your throat was broken by lightning. Don't talk too much these few days, drink more water, and rest well. Third Senior Sister, you have to be careful when you first get married, and you must not be like The second senior brother has also lost his temper..."

Yan He nodded, touched his head, only to find that he touched a ball of fried hair, like a bird's nest.

Yan He was so shocked that his eyes almost turned black.

Was she talking to them just now with such a chicken coop head?

Could it be that her face is still black?

"Pfft-"

I don't know who couldn't hold back and laughed out loud.

"Third Senior Sister, don't worry. Sixth Junior Sister has cleaned your face, but it's just your hair... I didn't comb it for you because I was afraid of waking you up."

Yan He had mixed feelings in his heart, full of joy and excitement, sadness and loneliness.

She was promoted to Nascent Soul just like that?It's so unreal.

"Since the third senior sister is awake, let's discuss the matter of the demon cultivator attacking our comprehension world. The news just came that the Guqin sect has fallen..."

Yan He: What? !

Is everything developing according to the original plot?
The joy in Yan He's heart was gradually replaced by panic. Gradually, it seemed that something uncontrollable had developed...

……

Wan Jianzong

Panic.

The current sect leader doesn't care about anything else, she only thinks about how to eat, drink and have fun every day, and just squander her own life, and now she is still messing up their sect, making losses day by day.

Build a house here, build a house there, Wan Jianzong is poor, how can she stand up to her profligacy?

Some even wanted to revolt already.

It would be no problem for all of them to join forces to kill her a golden core stage monk.

But because there is the big tree of Shenhaozong behind her, offending Shenhaozong is a very terrible thing. I am afraid that it will cause a murderous disaster, so I dare not act rashly...

But it's not a thing to always endure like this.

Silence, silence, if you don’t break out in silence, you will perish in silence.

Could it be that Wan Jianzong is about to perish under her leadership?

Now that the demon soldiers are ready to go, even Gu Qinzong has been defeated and fallen, and it will be a matter of time before their Wanjianzong is defeated.

People can't help but wonder, how did they withstand the attack of their demon clan last time?

Ju Lan is very happy now, she doesn't hear anything outside the window, she only thinks about her own eating, drinking and having fun, and she hasn't even practiced for a long time.

After all, she felt that she had become the master herself, so what else was she practicing?
Where are we going to play today...

Ju Lan narrowed her eyes happily, thinking.

She still wears a mask now, she understands that her own face will never get better, although she still feels sad every day, but there are always some things that are more important than her face, right?

Just when Ju Lan was happily thinking about where to go to play today, an untimely voice rang out at this time.

"Master, the demon soldiers may attack our Wanjianzong at any time, I think we still have to be on guard and be prepared at all times..."

"Yes, head, our sect doesn't have many spirit stones, so we can't waste them like this anymore. By then, we won't even have enough funds to confront the demon world..."

Ju Lan frowned in displeasure, "I'm the head of the sect, so it's your turn to tell me what to do?"

Several real people stopped talking, and the expressions between their lowered heads and brows were concealed...

How could there be such a leader?

They all suspect that the former leader was killed by someone she sent.

Seeing that they were silent, Ju Lan stretched her brows cheerfully, and waved her hands impatiently, "You all go down, I have my own measure."

The real people and real kings looked at each other, and they all saw endless melancholy in each other's eyes.

Ju Lan lay comfortably on the high seat, stretched lazily, the afternoon sun was shining on her face, coating her mask with a halo, she enjoyed the present time very much, Makes you want to sleep comfortably.

Ju Lan curled her lips together, leaning on the table and chair and gradually falling asleep.