The Little Cook's Wealthy Counterattack

"He even forced you to eat the corpse pill?"

Guli's face was so gloomy that he could freeze to death. It was so strong that Jiang qianxia could not stand the murderous spirit surging out. Jiang qianxia had no doubt that if he Lu stood in front of him, he would be able to tear him directly.

"Come on, isn't it the corpse pill? Everyone here has eaten the corpse pill. As long as there is an antidote regularly, there's nothing wrong."

Jiang qianxia could not stand the cold. Jiang qianxia quietly tightened Guli's hand and noticed that she had something to hide. Guli frowned and decided not to say a word.

Everything needed, such as hot water and blankets, was soon ready. Jiang qianxia asked for the largest tent to live in. After cleaning Guli's wounds and applying various ointments, he boldly ordered a pile of precious ingredients to make Guli's body better after cooking for several days. The smell of cooking made greedy men of the whole tribe come outside the tent with bowls, When he finished eating, he picked up the rest of them.

Of course, women who couldn't make this kind of dishes were also beaten several times by angry men. They didn't want to take care of them, but they were miserable. Jiang qianxia couldn't see men beating women, so he directly killed two of the fiercest ones and cleaned them up.

If they are not good, they will kill people unscrupulously. As long as they want to teach a lesson and take care of the couple's Wooden guard, they will stare at them with dead eyes.

Understand that in the eyes of God, their lives can't equal the grumpy princess. The men who have been controlled by corpse Dan for a long time naturally counseled.

Having established his position as "leader", Jiang qianxia has become more and more like a fish in water in this small tribe.

Just because the surface is smooth doesn't mean there is no crisis. Jiang qianxia is thinking about it now, but he can't think of how to send letters to the outside world so as to lead the rescuers.

"Alas, we should go back and urge Jiang Wenjie to study. Although Linlang baby is still young, he has strong talent and can't herd sheep and grass. We have to catch him. It's a pity that Yuwen listens to Tao. He is strong in science. What's the use of strong in art now? If I could get the radio out earlier, I'd still use it here to break my head?"

Nestled in Guli's arms, Jiang qianxia is really a little regretful now.

Jiang Wenjie is a ghost talent. It seems that he is not warm and can study hard. He is also the only person she meets. He can concentrate on studying those difficult knowledge at a young age. Even sun Changsheng has such a state of mind when he is old.

It's strange that he likes to study this and that, because of the interoperability of knowledge, such as astronomy, he has to study all the materials, forging, chemistry and even gravitation of telescopes

Jiang Wenjie's learning is scattered. Her shopkeeper's knowledge of unlocking moves forward evenly, but because it's too average, radio technology hasn't affected yet

Guli held her contentedly. Although he didn't understand what she said, he was calm in his heart.

Guli, who has a wife and everything, only slightly considered the war outside. When he learned that xuanjiajun had Xiao Shuai in charge, he was completely relieved.

Among the three old marshals, Xiao Shuai is the laziest, but compared with Yu Shuai, who is known as Confucian Shuai, Xiao Shuai's military style is more stable. When he and the little cook are missing, Xiao Shuai is easy and won't move.

As long as he doesn't move or moves carefully, it's even more difficult for horu to take the lead.

However, I don't know when he Lu will take them to Mu Xi so that they can act and drag them into the water

Mu Xi, alas, has the woman who can risk her life for other pearl picking women finally come to this step.

If he had listened to the little cook and left her in Qingzhou, wouldn't it be so much?

Thinking of this, Guli hugged Jiang qianxia with some depression and whispered, "madam, I'm wrong for my husband. If I have the opportunity to return to Daqian, I'll admit my mistake to you in the ancestral hall."

Jiang qianxia, who was busy complaining about his students, was stunned by Guli's cold apology. He tilted his head to see his guilt and suddenly screwed up his eyebrows.

"What did you do wrong? You have another woman behind my back?! it was Helu who forced you?"

"... no, Wei Fu said Mu Xi..."

Before Guli finished speaking, Jiang qianxia directly grabbed his skirt, "what are you talking about?! you're dating Mu Xi again? She's like this. You won't believe she's innocent!"

"I tell you, Mu Xi is dead and can't be saved! Even if I don't get rid of her, Helu won't let her go at last! Don't expect to pull her again. You hear me, I won't allow it!"

The little cook looked jealous and anxious, which made Guli's heart soft and in a mess. He stared deeply at her cat's eyes, which were steaming and staring stubbornly. He suddenly wondered how he could quarrel with her for Mu Xi at that time?

"Hey! You talk! Don't think I can get rid of the seduction. I tell you, Mu Xi won't die. I'm not finished with you! Huh!"

Her chattering mouth was sealed with her mouth, and Guli was intoxicated to taste her sweetness.

Jiang qianxia's struggling movement slowly softened. Finally, his whole body collapsed in his arms, his face flushed and his eyes blurred.

"Er... Dean, am I here at the wrong time?"

Kissing the fish made them freeze as fiercely as they were struck by thunder. They were shocked and turned their heads to the door. Because their actions were too synchronous and they were pasted too close just now, their heads hit each other directly, making a dull sound that was painful to listen to.

A ragged sheepskin jacket, Huang Shu with a dirty face and a pot of steaming mutton stew in his hand, grinned simple and honest and a little embarrassed.

If he didn't firmly know that this is one of the barracks of the God sect, Jiang qianxia would think that the grave robber was born. Later, he went to Huang Shu in the Shihui hall. Because of the heavy pressure of learning, he ran to herd sheep on the grassland

This feeling is really strange. Who can imagine that her students came in with a pot of mutton in one of the most mysterious enemy's strongholds where flies can't fly in

Carrying a pot of mutton

Shocked to the point that he couldn't even knead his head, Jiang qianxia vaguely pointed to Huang Shu, who was still smiling, and his eyes stared at the thief.

"Why are you here?!"

As soon as Huang Shu heard this, he quickly raised the mutton pot in his hand. He smiled with a simple and honest smile and said, "Dean, didn't you say you wanted to eat the skinned mutton stewed all night yesterday? Those warriors were afraid of you, so they pushed around. I'll send it to you. You see it's still hot. Do you want to eat it first?"

She guessed right. She must have guessed right. Huang Shu must have been abused by her husband in the college. She really came to the grassland to herd sheep