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

Chapter 62 Can't Live Up to the Sect

Wait, why did she smell a bloody smell?

She sniffed it carefully, as if it was not an illusion.

Mo Fei took her actions into his eyes, his expression was a little shy, and the blush from the roots of his ears spread all the way to his neck.

After all, the sword is also his carry-on, don't even think about it, it must be full of his breath, and she put it on the tip of her nose, so close contact, touching, smelling, also makes him a little strange It's so embarrassing...

Su Changqing didn't know what he was thinking, and his expression was a little weird.

I really want to let Third Senior Sister also smell his sword...

Yan He didn't know how long he touched it, but Mo Fei couldn't help it anymore, so he asked, "Third Senior Sister...have you finished reading?"

Yan He came to his senses and returned the sword to him, "Fifth Junior Brother, to be honest, there is something wrong with your sword..."

Mo Fei took the sword and frowned, "Third Senior Sister, why did you say that?"

"Your sword... has a bloody smell on it."

Mo Fei was stunned, and there was a flash of unnaturalness, but he quickly covered it up, "Is it normal to have a bloody smell on the sword body? Which sword doesn't smell bloody when you fight and kill?"

Yan He choked.

It seems so.

But she always felt that this bloody smell was different from the usual bloody smell...

And there is an indescribable feeling on this sword, a bit like... yes... a bit like magic energy!

Could it be that this sword has already started to go crazy?

Yan He didn't give up, "Fifth Junior Brother, I don't think this sword is suitable for you."

Yan He wanted to cry but had no tears.

Help, she had already said it very tactfully.

Mo Fei didn't know what he thought of, thought for a while, and then nodded, "Okay, then I'll accept it."

Yan He:? ? ?
Su Changqing:? ? ?

No way, how can Fifth Junior Brother change his face faster than flipping through a book?
The humming on the side was very interesting, as if he was afraid that he would regret it, it cast its heels, aimed at the sword in Mo Fei's hand, rushed forward with a stride, and bit the blade of his sword.

Heng Ji's teeth were too sharp or the blade was too fragile, the sword was actually torn apart...

Mo Fei's eyes were stunned at that moment, and then there was heartache visible to the naked eye on his face.

The sword that he nourished with his heart and blood every fifteen days just disappeared like this?
Impossible, absolutely impossible.

All this is definitely his hallucination.

Not to mention cutting iron like mud, his sword was new, so how could it be bitten off by a small low-level monster in one bite?
He must have not woken up yet.

It must be the wrong way for him to open it.

Mo Fei shook his head desperately, and then opened his eyes to take a look. The sword lay torn apart on the ground, desolate and miserable.

Mo Fei: ...

The scene was silent for a while.

Yan He's eyes widened silently, her Heng Ha was no ordinary monster, it could even bite a sword into pieces.

Su Changqing: This low-level beast should not be underestimated.

Mo Fei's fists were already clanging, Yan He hurried out to smooth things over, "Fifth Junior Brother, don't worry..."

Mo Fei turned around stiffly, his eyes seemed to be spitting fire, and he didn't even call him the title of senior sister, "You..." Can't you take care of your magic pet?

In order to calm his anger and divert his attention, Yan He wanted to quickly pull out the sword embedded in the lid of the pot, but for some reason, she couldn't pull it out?

Ok?
Is she too weak?

Yan He couldn't help doubting herself, she patted her hands on her body, rolled up her sleeves, and tried to pull out the sword slowly with all her strength, but when she tried hard, she even fell a buttock...

Yan He: ...

It was so embarrassing.

Yan He couldn't even raise his head, Su Changqing felt very strange, what is the third senior sister doing?How could he not even be able to pull out a sword, he went to try...

When Su Changqing drew the sword, blue veins popped out of his hand, and his ferocious face made people feel scared, but the sword just couldn't come down.

Yan He secretly looked at Mo Fei, "Fifth Junior Brother, why don't you try?"

Mo Fei glanced at them, as if saying silently that they couldn't do it. He didn't say anything, and walked straight in front of the pot cover. He stretched out his hand lightly, and the sword fell naturally.

Mo Fei's face turned pale with shock, and he felt hot even when he picked up the sword.

No, they are cheating!
Yan He patted the non-existent ashes on his body, and said with a smile on his face, "Fifth Junior Brother, since you have drawn out this sword, then this sword is yours..."

Su Changqing also echoed repeatedly, "That's right, fifth junior brother, I think this sword is really destined for you, the two of us tried our best to pull it out, and you can see that you pulled it out lightly." Now, this is not your chosen sword, what kind of sword is it?"

Mo Fei: ...

you……

Dare you pretend that you couldn't pull out the sword before?
The longest road he has traveled is your routine.

Under their coercion and lure, Mo Fei finally accepted the sword.

Yan He breathed a sigh of relief silently, and replaced the sword that was tainted with demonic energy with this sword. The risk of the fifth junior brother learning from the dead without a whole body will be reduced by half, and the next big competition will have to take one step at a time the...

However, in a corner that no one noticed, the shattered magic sword that was bitten by Hengji was slowly being pieced together at a strange speed. The shattered sword still emitted a faint magic energy. He quickly disappeared into the small kitchen and disappeared.

……

Wan Jianzong is really very lively today, the day of the big competition is approaching, every peak is preparing for the big competition, only Qingcang Peak is deserted, and everyone's motives have lost their vitality.

What are the people at Qingcang Peak doing?
Yan He was quickly preparing the pills used by Dabi, while the rest of them were all meditating without exception.

Everyone in Qingcang Peak wanted to cry but had no tears: We didn't want to either, it was the Third Senior Sister who forced us.

Because they feel that it is impossible for them to win the middle peak above the big competition, and the hope is very slim.

This kind of hopeless thing is really time-consuming, laborious and thankless, so they have never participated in the previous competition. Only the second senior brother suggested whether to try to participate once, but they were quickly rejected by them.

This time, the third senior sister actually asked them to practice sword skills as introvertedly as the second senior brother?
For the sake of the third senior sister's cooking skills, they compromised.

I am practicing meditation every day, and one day I want to be able to come out on top in the Grand Competition.

Su Changqing is more introverted than anyone else this time. In the last sword competition, he missed the winner because he was too nervous. This time he must show his shame and prove himself that he cannot fail the sect and the three Sister...

(End of this chapter)