Extreme Emperor Soul

() "I know, I just want to see what I have for lunch. My young master has a tricky mouth and doesn't eat ordinary food." Su Qingchen perfunctory the middle-aged man, constantly perfecting his plan in his mind.

"What else do you want to eat outside? Some food is good. Let your young master bear with it. We can enter the city in two days at most. By then, we will have everything we want to eat. Please treat me well these two nights." He's fine." The middle-aged man looked at Su Qingchen with a smirk.

"Reward, if you reward him again, he will die. Besides, my eldest lady won't do it anymore. I don't dare to offend my eldest lady. If she gets angry, I will be unlucky." Su Qingchen shook his head, showing The color of panic.

"That little girl is quite juicy, not like what you said. Be careful, I will tell your eldest lady that you will ruin her reputation." The middle-aged man looked at Bing Yu with a bewildered expression.

Su Qingchen frowned slightly, her face was a little displeased, and she coughed lightly: "Does that guy who cooks have any hobbies?"

After hearing Su Qingchen's words, the middle-aged man turned his head and looked at him suspiciously, and then asked in puzzlement, "Why are you asking this?"

"You don't understand? If I know what hobbies he has, I can bribe him to cook something my young master likes. When my young master is happy, my life will be comfortable for the next few days." Su Qingchen smiled. Looking at the middle-aged man, there was an inexplicable color in his eyes, as if he was saying to the middle-aged man: You understand some things.

The middle-aged man slapped Su Qingchen up and down a lot, and then he said cheerfully: "Your boy is quite capable, but the young man who cooks is a loyal servant, and he is devoted to Lao Ye's family, and the daily food is very good. It's up to Mr. Ye to decide, he doesn't have that power at all, you better put away your little thoughts."

"Well, then this matter is really a bit difficult to handle, it seems that I have to think of a new way." Su Qingchen touched his head, then turned to look at the middle-aged man: "I'll go out and see if I can get some game , get some barbecue for my young master." After speaking, Su Qingchen turned and left.

The middle-aged man looked at his receding figure, and muttered in a low voice: "This little servant is really considerate enough, no wonder I brought him into Stein College to study together, I would be reluctant to have such a servant." Separate."

Su Qingchen walked several hundred meters, and when he saw no one around, he muttered in his heart: "Little stupid pig, come out quickly, I have something to do with you."

After waiting for a while, Su Qingchen didn't get any response, and when he was about to continue shouting, the lazy voice of Wood-Tuning Pig sounded in Su Qingchen's mind: "What else do you want me to do, tell me quickly, Grandpa Pig, I'm going to sleep. "

Su Qingchen frowned slightly, and he really wanted to scold the wood-eating pig for his attitude, but now he needed it, so Su Qingchen decided to endure it first, took a deep breath to calm down his agitated mood: "Little stupid pig, I'm now If you want to add something to their meal, see if there is any way."

"This is too simple, please ask me, it seems that you are stupid than a stupid pig, tell me, what do you want to give them." The tone of the wood swallowing pig was mingled with contempt.

"For example, diarrhea, or general weakness, if there is something that can be directly poisoned to death, that's fine."

"I'll go, you are really poisonous, you can think of it, but I like it, I will leave this matter to me, there is no direct poisoning, but it is a piece of cake to let them have diarrhea and feel weak Die, I was a famous poison pig in the forest back then, and I have taken the medicine I gave, no matter what your cultivation level is, if you don’t torture you to death, I am not a sky-swallowing beast.”

After hearing Tunmuzhu's confident words, the corners of Su Qingchen's mouth turned up slightly, a sly smile appeared on his face, and when he turned to look at the caravan, there was a hint of sympathy in his eyes.

Su Qingchen stood in a daze for a while, then turned around and returned to the caravan, with some mud on his face and several cuts on his sleeves, when everyone looked at Su Qingchen with puzzled faces , Su Qingchen suddenly reached out and patted his thigh, with a sad expression on his face, shook his head, and then squatted down.

At this time, a few people who knew Su Qingchen a little bit gathered around Su Qingchen. When one of them asked what happened, the entire caravan looked at Su Qingchen, and they all waited for Su Qingchen's answer curiously.

Su Qingchen looked up at the people around him, with an extremely depressed expression on his face. He lowered his head and sighed at the same time. He didn't speak, because he was still thinking about what to say in his mind, swallowing a wooden pig Just told him, let him help attract everyone's attention, it finds a way to put its legendary poison into their lunch.

"Boy, what's the matter with you? Tell me what's the matter. Did you get bullied by someone?" The middle-aged man asked anxiously when he saw Su Qingchen bowed his head and said nothing. They were interested in Su Qingchen's affairs because of the tent that changed that night. , They felt that things that could make Su Qingchen frown must be interesting, and it happened that everyone had nothing to do right now, so Su Qingchen easily attracted everyone's attention.

Just when Su Qingchen couldn't hold it anymore, there was an exclamation in front of him: "What is it?" The voice attracted everyone's attention, and at this moment Su Qingchen patted his chest and let out a sigh of relief. He couldn't help muttering: You pig, you came so late, you want to see me make a fool of yourself, so I'll kill you and eat you later.

"Xiaojun, what's going on? What did you see?" A white-haired old man opened the curtain of the car and asked with a puzzled head.

"Master, an afterimage flashed in front of me just now, I didn't see what it was, it was too fast." The young man called Xiaojun replied nervously after hearing the white-haired old man's question.

"Brother Qian, did you see anything?" The white-haired old man turned to look at the middle-aged man and continued to ask.

"Old Ye, I didn't see anything." The middle-aged man turned his head and looked at the surrounding mercenary members: "Did you see anything just now?"

"Boss, I didn't see anything." Everyone said in unison.

Just now everyone focused on Su Qingchen, no one noticed any afterimage at all, so after Mr. Ye asked, they all said they didn't see it.

"Master, I may have misunderstood, the food is ready, can we have dinner?" Xiaojun looked at the white-haired old man with a smile.

The white-haired old man nodded, then retracted his head into the car and stopped talking.

With Ye Lao's consent, Xiaojun began to distribute food, but after the distribution was over, he found that there were no Su Qingchen and the other four. He looked at Su Qingchen very sorry and said in a low voice: "I'm sorry, I'm used to it these days, I forgot today." Added, I'm really sorry."