The Absolutely Favorite Poison Concubine: Demon Emperor, very arrogant

Chapter 315 Nightmare Mung Bean, Fighting Mother Era!
Raising the knife and dropping the knife with his hands, he started swiftly, without dragging his feet in the slightest.

Watching Xuangui as a symbol of a divine beast, the two dragon beards were shaved and fell to the ground...

Ye Wuxie: "..."

Heartbreak!

It hurts my heart!
Life is better than death!

Just let him die!

"Hahaha... Mythical Beast Xuangui Soup, mung bean flavored? I'm here..." After shaving, Ling Jiuyou put his hands on his hips and smiled triumphantly. Then, waving the knife in his hand, he went to Xuanguiye Wuxie's tortoise. cut off the neck...

Above the kitchen knife, a cold light flickered, with the breath of death, chilly...

Feeling the approach of death, Ye Wuxie closed his eyes helplessly...

The dragon beard is gone, what is he still doing alive?
die!
Just die!

In the space of the mother cauldron, seeing this, Xiao Guozai and Wujibao's hearts also rose...

Mysterious turtle!
Mythical beast, black tortoise!
That's it, was he chopped off?

This is too cruel, right?
People dare not look directly at it!
"woman……"

And just when the knife in Ling Jiuyou's hand was about to hit the turtle's neck, Di Qing's cold and helpless voice sounded...

"Ka?"

When Ling Jiuyou heard the words, the hand holding the knife paused, unable to brake enough, and a red mark was drawn on the turtle's neck...

"My dear, what's the matter?" Blinking his eyes, Ling Jiuyou couldn't understand why his own Emperor Qing spoke at this time.

Could it be that he regretted it and didn't want to eat turtles anymore?

"Woman, this seat suddenly remembered that this slave mung damselfly looks very aggressive..." Raising his hand, rubbing the center of his brow casually, Di Qing also said helplessly.

"What do you mean?" Ling Jiuyou frowned when he heard the words.

"That shriveled Nightmare mung bean has no other skills, but its ability to make jokes is amazing. The tortoise who abducted me back then is also a grandson of a tortoise with no skills, a wife and slave. Seriously, if that wasn't the case, this servant wouldn't be named Ye! If she finds out that you ate her son, she won't let it go..."

Di Qing's voice was faint, as if caught in a distant memory...

"Uh...you won't let it go, what will happen?" Feng Mou blinked, and Ling Jiuyou asked in a nasty voice.

Opportunity to eat a beast!
Is that readily available?

How could Ling Jiuyou give up because of Di Qing's few words?
"Nightmare Mung Bean, Nightmare Dreams, Dousheng Prisoner Soul Fragrance, If you want Nightmare to never wake up again, you can cut this knife and try..."

Rub your eyebrows!

Di Qing was a little helpless.

"Karma? Sweetheart, you won't be able to defeat that mung bean essence, right?" Ling Jiuyou still didn't give up.

"That's not true, it's just that my mother respected the night-dire mung bean essence quite a lot in the past, so..." Di Qing couldn't do anything to the mother's former maid...

"Bang!"

The next moment, the kitchen knife in Ling Jiuyou's hand fell to the ground.

After three minutes, Ling Jiuyou understood what his Emperor Qing meant!

Then this matter is a bit big!
Dire mung bean sounds very powerful, if Di Qing is unwilling to make a move, then she really can't deal with it!

Night after night, she never wakes up from nightmares. She, who likes to eat and sleep when she is full, and eat when she is full, will she go crazy?

"Hehe... The weather today is not suitable for killing turtles. Let's talk about it another day!" Laughing awkwardly, Ling Jiuyou picked up the kitchen knife from the ground and put it in the mother cauldron.

Emma!

In this era of mother-in-law, people really don't want to eat turtles...

(End of this chapter)