I Might Be A Fake Cultivator

Da Cao never thought about it, and he would have a day that was uprooted.

Endured countless times of cruel and extreme life and death, in the life and death, tenacious struggle, and finally some improvement, even pulled out to take soup? !

Shooting the grass?

Do not! !

How can God fool me like this?

I am not satisfied!

I am not willing! !

Anlin kept roaring and tried to collapse.

The worst thing is not to be shackled, but to be able to hope through the struggle in the shackles. As a result, suddenly one **** will drop his hand and hope will be annihilated.

This kind of mental blow can directly destroy a person.

Anlin is still unwilling to squat, but no one will pay attention to the grief of a grass's angry despair.

An uncle is holding a grass and rushing home.

Anlin was thrown into a basket, and there were also several vegetable partners who were sympathetic.

He saw himself being taken into a small house in a manor.

"Hey, are you coming back? What delicious food has you picked today?" A plain-dressed little girl leaped out and screamed at the uncle, a loli tiger.

"Hey, Xiaoqin, today's harvest is very good, I also picked a special aroma, a very large grass, go tonight to make you delicious!" Uncle holding a little girl, cheerfully laughed .

"Ouye! The oldest is the best!" The little girl shouted excitedly.

Uncle laughed: "Do you have a good cultivation today and study cultural knowledge?"

"Yes, my mother praised me!" The little girl took the uncle into the door and cried. "She praised me for being diligent and praised me for learning fast..."

In the room, a woman with a beautiful appearance is busy with embroidery.

"Come back?" The woman smiled warmly.

"Frost, don't embroider, cook." Uncle happily put the basket on the table, and there was a sense of pride on his face: "Today is good, we have a big meal!"

An Lin silently looked at the vegetable brother next to him. The heart of this meal is a big meal, not even a piece of meat, vegan?

For a moment, he came back to God and was shocked.

Cooking?

Lying in the trough! Isn't this what I have to do? !

The woman opened the basket and saw An Lin, suddenly yelling: "God! A big grass, it looks delicious!"

An Lin: "???"

"Husband is great!" The woman, holding her uncle, excitedly kissed him. "I will definitely make this grass more delicious than the most delicious meat under the sun!"

"Ha ha ha... That's really the gospel of my vegetarians." Uncle also smiled and said with some sighs, "All life, etc. We love other creatures so much, and wanting to come to this grass is God's feedback to us!"

An Lin’s old blood almost spit out, and everyone’s life? Do you dare to see this big grass as a living creature? Can't you draft? !

Laozi is also alive, why should you eat it!

Advocate the life of the people, and ask you to go to photosynthesis! !

Anlin was still roaring unwillingly, but the body was smashed by women, placed on a cutting board, and cut into pieces with a kitchen knife.

The body was smashed into a piece of severe pain, and An Lin almost fainted.

He saw his broken body and was put into the oil pan. The more terrible pain rushed through the body. Shangguoshan oil pan, how terrible this oil pan, no personal experience, can not understand.

Almost every inch of skin cracks in the frying.

An Lin was screaming, and consciousness was gradually blurring.

Has this ended the life of the grass?

He thought about it in his heart.

Then he felt his body shovel and put it on the plate.

An Lin: "???"

This is not dead?

God!

Do you want to bully the grass like this! !

Anlin is going crazy, Laozi is on the knife mountain, the oil pan, and all cooked! Isn't this dead, am I still grass?

What am I special about grass? ! !

and many more……

Grass essence?

Anlin recalled his own experience of growing stronger. Suddenly I thought that it would be my own struggle and strength, and let the body become stronger, so that I would not be able to die if I was cooked.

When Anlin suddenly burst into tears, is this self-sufficiency?

He was put on the table like this.

Three vegetarians are screaming at him.

"Mom... you have a good scent of this big grass." Xiaoqin squatted.

The woman smiled warmly and softly said: "Xiaoqin you are doing well today, this big grass will reward you for eating!"

"Ouye! Thank you mom!" Xiaoqin excited.

When Anlin thought of being eaten, he trembled.

"Don't... don't eat me..."

"I am still a grass, I am still alive... Why do you want to eat me..."

Anlin was desperate and kept on asking for mercy.

He really can't imagine how such a feeling would be if he was eaten.

But he also knows that his humble petition is only in vain. No one can hear his cry, he is likely to die in despair.

The little girl is about to move the chopsticks against Anlin, but the chopsticks are born in the air.

"Mom..." The little girl raised her bright eyes and couldn't find a channel. "The grass on the plate speaks!"

An Lin: "!!!"

At the dining table, the air was quiet.

Anlin was like grabbing the last straw and shouting: "Yes! I am talking, I am still alive, please don't eat me!!"

"This child, what nonsense is saying?" Uncle's brow slightly wrinkled.

"Xiao Qin, are you serious?" The look of women is equally awesome.

The little girl nodded: "Well! Xiaocao said that he is still alive, let us not eat him."

When Anlin heard this, he was moved to cry.

Heaven! Finally someone heard him talking, he finally can not be eaten! !

He hurriedly thanked the little girl.

Xiaoqin said again: "He also said thank you to us, thank you for not eating him."

The woman’s look nodded solemnly: “Small piano is insane.”

Uncle also looked dignified: "Take her to the mental hospital tomorrow to see it. This child is estimated to be a problem with cultivation..."

An Lin’s eyes widened and a sense of ridiculousness swept through the body.

"Oh... I am not mentally ill!" The little girl is about to cry~www.readwn.com~ Crazyly eating the dish on the plate, it seems to prove that she is not mentally ill.

Anlin was caught up by the little girl and then ate into her mouth.

His body was stirred by the little girl's tongue and was crushed by the little girl's teeth.

If you want to describe it, it is like the body is put into the meat grinder, but the consciousness has not disappeared, and the pain is still...

That kind of pain is no longer what the language can describe.

Yes, Anlin is still eaten by the little girl!

God seems to like to joke with him. Before he tortures him, he always likes to give him some hope first...

Oh, the world is not worth it...

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