In my transformation, I was fooled by the spicy chicken system to do things

Zhou Yanyan still treated him indifferently.

It's not that she doesn't care about her sister anymore, but the main reason for doing this is to divert her sister's thinking direction.

Wiping tears of grievance is better than cranky thinking.

Now that there is no food or water, Zhou Yanyan doesn't know how long her sister can last, so she has to give her a channel to vent.

I have to say that the thinking of a certain speech is strange.

This idea is really hard-core, and I am not afraid to piss off my old sister.

The nine bone dragons were still flying, Zhou Xiaomo was tired from crying and fell asleep again, Zhou Yanyan's eyes were a little cold.

Along the way, with her eyesight, she could see the ground scene even from high in the sky.

She has seen many corpses, without exception, they are the extraordinary people who came in with Longguo.

The luck in the misfortune is that I haven't seen any acquaintances, nor have I seen the bodies of the students of the Transcendent Academy.

This gave Zhou Yanyan a little more comfort, at least the students were fine.

This can't be blamed on her Zhou being cold-blooded, it's because everyone is divided into close and distant. For her Zhou, relatives are important, friends are important, and students are equally important.

After all, she is a teacher, so she has the obligation and responsibility to take the students home.

As for the other extraordinary people... Zhou Yanyan really didn't care.

It's not that she let this group of people follow in. Everyone is an adult and a transcendent, so they should pay for their choices.

What's more, the road of practice is full of thorns and thorns. If you don't have the awareness of death, how can you practice?

Now dead, that means you deserve to die.

It's not that the three views are not correct, but that the path of practice is so cruel.

You died fighting for chance, and that's where you died.

Practitioners surpass the heavens and the earth, how can it be smooth sailing?

Regarding these, Zhou Yanyan could see clearly, even though she didn't show anything on the surface, in fact, she had already made a plan in her heart... the plan to die at any time.

Be stronger because you are afraid of death!

Zhou Yanyan looked back at Zhou Xiaomo who was curled up on the throne of bones, her brows were furrowed even deeper, and her sister's face was no longer blood-colored.

Can't go on like this!

Zhou Yanyan ordered Jiulong in a cold voice: "Fly at full speed, find a place to stay quickly, I know you should have the ability to sense life, hurry up and find other life species!"

"Wow!" Jiulong growled in response, then turned around and flew away at full speed.

That direction is where the goblin village is...

…………

At the same time, in the small stone house in the Goblin village.

Ryan said to Slime dejectedly: "Brother Lime, I can't do it. Do you have anything to eat? The food of the goblins is too... vomit... It's the pinnacle of dark cuisine!"

The slime pondered for a moment, then opened his mouth and spat out a... wing? !

Lime looked at the bloody wing, and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly: "What is this?"

Slime: "Angel's wings, my master cut them off a long time ago. She always thought they were lost, but she forgot to put them with me."

Slime showed a funny smile, looking nasty: "Let's eat it and not give her any, let her continue to struggle with where the wings are.

If she can't eat it, she will find another chance to chop it off, and we can still eat it. This is double the happiness! "

Ryan: "!!!"

My Miss Tuesday, how many soul-stirring things have you done?

The angel's wings are cut off right away?

what can I say?

We can only express our respect by "lying on the grass".

By the way, brother Lime, are you not afraid that your master will remember that the wings are with you one day?

You're so deadly...a bit showy.

Chapter 77 "Crematorium" Reunion

The white clouds are dotted with the boundless sky, and the rising sun is smudged with the thick earth.

Nine bone dragons pulled the bone throne and whizzed through the sky, piercing the sky and shattering the space.

Zhou Yanyan, who was dressed in black and covered his body, stood on the head of the bone dragon, staring at the world with blank eyes.

There was no wave on her face, but doubts abounded in her heart.

This world was so strange, not only had she not seen any living creatures along the way, but she hadn't even seen any signs of life.

The ground is either a desert or a tree that has been burned bare by fire, or the corpses of some dead dragon kingdom transcendents.

Without exception, these corpses all looked terrified, as if they died after seeing something frightening.

But the problem is that Zhou Yanyan not only didn't see anything powerful along the way, he didn't even see a living body. How did those extraordinary people die?

The unknown is most frightening,

This world is too weird, so weird that there are no rules.

In addition, my sister Zhou Xiaomo's vital signs are getting weaker and weaker, and I'm afraid she won't be able to hold on anymore if she can't find food and water.

This made Zhou Yanyan very upset, but she couldn't do anything, she could only hope that Kowloon would find a place where life existed.

This sense of powerlessness made Zhou Yanyan go crazy. The last time he felt such a deep sense of powerlessness was when he was duel with the Three Sons.

At that time, she secretly swore that she would never let this happen again in the future.

She never wanted to feel powerless and hopeless again.

Unexpectedly, this slap in the face came so quickly.

Zhou Yanyan shook his head with a wry smile, then turned to look at his sister who was sleeping on the throne.

My sister's breathing is already weak!

"Xiaolong, hurry up, hurry up!" Zhou Yanyan urged Jiulong nervously, his voice trembling a little.

After hearing the sound, Jiulong increased its speed again, and the nine bone dragons whizzed through like sharp swords out of their sheaths.

Piercing the white clouds, splashing ripples...

…………

Goblin village, on the square.

Ryan and Slime squatted on the ground and fiddled with the grill. Of course, it was only Ryan who was fiddling with, and Slime watching from the side.

The plucked angel wing was set aside.

Slime was about to cry: "Hurry up, a grill has been fiddling with for so long."

Ryan gave it a blank look, and really wanted to reply, but when he thought about it, he would not be able to eat angel wings if he got angry, it was angel wings.

You can't lose the big because of the small.

Ryan suppressed his dissatisfaction and continued to work.

The goblins were very curious about what the god and the envoy were doing, but they didn't dare to approach them, fearing that they would blaspheme the gods, so they gathered in the distance, timidly poking their heads.

Not long after, the grill was ready, and Ryan found charcoal and put it in the grill, and coated the angel wings with oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and other seasonings, and put them on the grill.

Don't ask about these things, Slime said that it has everything in its stomach.

Please call it: Doraemon.

"That...Brother Lime, can these angel wings be roasted on ordinary fire?" After fiddling with them, Ryan suddenly remembered a very serious question.

Angels belong to a higher race, and when they become adults, their rank is close to that of a true god.

Can such an existence be roasted by ordinary fire?

Obviously not.

Ryan suddenly felt aggrieved when facing Jinshan but couldn't move away.

Slimmet said proudly: "Small problems, look at mine"

After saying that, I saw the slime opened his mouth and spat at the grill... Spit?

The amazing thing is that when the spit fell on the charcoal, the charcoal suddenly ignited a raging fire, and the roasted angel wings sizzled.

Ryan was stunned by this operation, he asked the slime curiously: "Brother Lime, are you a slime or a dragon! This is clearly Longyan, right?"

Slime said disdainfully: "Cut! It's rare to see more strange, let's learn about racial talents."

Ryan was even more confused: "Isn't your racial talent [swallowing]?"

When did slime become so against the sky?

Possess the talent of Longyan?

Slime: "What is this? I still have a lot of talents. My ancestor is the cute emperor. The cute emperor who was named by the Storm Dragon King back then. I have a talent like Longyan, which is normal."

Ryan: "???"

Forgive my ignorance, but I have no idea who the cute emperor you are talking about is.

Ryan didn't intend to continue to dwell on this issue. He wasn't interested in the slime's background at all. What he was interested in was...the angel's wings were about to burn.

Ryan was busy turning over the noodles, and started grilling seriously.

A cook who can't barbecue is not a good priest.

I, Ryan, will be a man who wants to conquer the goddess with cooking skills in the future.

Wait...the goddess has fallen...then who shall I conquer?

Forget it, existences like goddesses shouldn't die completely... Probably not!

Slime was still waiting for Ryan to continue to ask questions, and then looked forward to Ryan's adoring gaze.

As a result, Ryan stopped asking, which made Slim feel inexplicably aggrieved.

Why didn't he ask?

Then do I still have to say it?

It seems that I am very low when I take the initiative to say... I am so entangled.

The wings were about to be baked, smelling the long-lasting drift, the slime was immediately diverted from sight.

Spit out a knife and fork from his mouth, and two hands appear, holding a knife in one hand and a fork in the other, with a face eager to try (step forward to grab food).

"Brother Lime, I'm still a little flustered. If Miss Future remembers these wings, then we're dead." Ryan looked at the baked golden angel wings. m.

He always has a very bad feeling, this feeling is like ""When he was in class, he was playing with his mobile phone in class, and the head teacher stood behind him"...it was crazy.

Ryan kept telling himself not to die, not to die.

With the kindness of the young lady who protects food, he will definitely die if he eats her treasured angel wings.

But... I still want to eat it!

Maybe it is human nature to have the idea of ​​provoking the strong.

Ryan is afraid of being retaliated in the future, and he is inexplicably looking forward to the expression of the young lady when she finds out.

It must be cute...

"Relax! With my master's IQ, she will never remember this in her life." Slime took a knife and cut off a piece of meat, held it with a fork, and swayed in front of Ryan while tempting: "This meat It looks so delicious, don't you want to eat it at all?"

"I want to eat it too, can the cute little slime share some with your stupid master?"

At this time, there was a cold voice of gnashing of teeth behind him.

The slime shivered in fright, feeling his hairs stand on end... although it didn't have that kind of thing.

But who is slime?

That cheek was as thick as a city wall, it immediately calmed down, turned around and looked at Zhou Yanyan who appeared at some time, and handed the meat on the fork to Zhou Yanyan with a flattering expression: "My beloved master, I knew You want to come, this is not specially baked angel wings for you, come and taste!"