Zongman: It's not my fault to become a vampire, is it?

Chapter 119 Where Are My Bitter Tea Seeds? !

Self-hypnotized twice, "Gods don't need to eat, so naturally they don't need to know how to cook..."

I successfully hypnotized myself.

Yuan Yi Ling Yue stared straight at the spatula in An Xue's hand.

"?"

"Stir!"

Ling Yue pointed to the rice in the pot.

If you don't stir it, it will become muddy.

!!!

An Xue immediately stretched the shovel in to stir.

Stir a few times.

An Xueba smacked his lips twice.

"Can you add seasoning?"

Turning to ask Yuanyi Lingyue.

"sure..."

Yuanyi Lingyue hesitated for a moment and said.

"Whatever you like, you can add some yourself."

Nodded if something happened.

An Xue poured a little salt on the spatula.

Looking up and down, it is almost the same amount.

Then pour into the pot.

"Remember the salty porridge...is it salty porridge?"

"It smells delicious..."

Swallowed.

When I went home by myself in the previous life, everything my mother cooked was delicious.

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Time flies by.

With constant stirring, the porridge gradually takes shape.

"Whoo~"

Under Ling Yue's guidance, An Xue turned off the switch of the induction cooker.

"that's it!"

Ling Yue nodded.

For beginners, An Xue's operations are already unconventional.

Yuanyi Lingyue stretched out her hand, wanting to pick up the porridge that An Xue had cooked.

Snapped--

The back of the hand was patted gently.

Ling Yue shrank her head: "What are you doing?"

I feel very wronged in my heart, what is so fierce.

"and many more!"

An Xue thought about his chin.

Gently pick up the salty porridge that I cooked.

fall---

Gently pour some porridge onto the ground.

Hiss————

Worse than arsenic corrosion.

With the sound of tearing and tearing, a large hole was corroded in the ground.

???

Yuanyi Lingyue's scalp felt a little numb.

"what is this?"

She looked at the thing in An Xue's hand in horror.

Didn't she see An Xue put poison in it just now? ?

"How do I know..."

An Xue was startled.

He could feel it just now.

The moment the porridge takes shape, the food is endowed with its own unique power.

Although all the attributes of his magic will be so billions of points.

But when he was promoted to earl, his body did tell him that he had a particularly outstanding strength.

'dark'

An Xue thought about his chin.

"Then... can this be eaten...?"

Yuanyi Lingyue originally wanted to try An Xue's cooking.

Now that idea has been dismissed at once.

"Don't panic!"

An Xue waved his hand——

Quietly destroy the porridge in the bowl.

Backhand walked to the induction cooker and started a new round of porridge.

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"Finish!"

An Xue changed the energy given at that moment into a power that neutralizes both healing and strengthening.

For the time being, An Xue clearly called it 'Baiquan Dabu porridge! '

"Eat?"

An Xue handed the porridge to Ling Yue.

Ling Yue took a step back subconsciously: "...can I eat...?"

"Don't worry! You can eat it!"

An Xue smiled confidently.

"Oh..."

He glanced at An Xue suspiciously.

He died once anyway.

I can't beat it and resurrect it again!

Ling Yue pulled out a handful of hair and handed it to An Xue.

Then it was like going to death.

Take a big gulp and drink the 'Baiquan Dabu Soup' directly!

gurgling————

Gulp it down.

"Goo-huh?"

Suddenly I feel warm in my body.

Dark disease, fatigue all disappeared.

The strength in the body has also 'slightly' increased by [-] points!

???

Blinked in surprise.

Immediately show off all the porridge.

"Uh-huh!"

"Any more?"

Blinking her eyes twice, Ling Yue looked at An Xue expectantly.

"No more~"

An Xue pointed to the rice bag.

Empty.

sad--

Ling Yue slumped, hating herself for not bringing some rice.

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no more rice...

Ling Yue went to buy rice with a resentful expression.

And An Xue came to the second floor.

"How is it? Are you okay?"

He glanced at Erya, who was still running a fever, but his temperature had cooled down a lot.

"It looks like an ordinary person, but its resilience is several times better than ordinary people~"

Sakuya kept staring at Niya and issued a summary.

"That's good."

An Xue touched Erya's forehead.

37 and a half degrees

After hesitating for a while, I don't know if the fever here is 37.2 or 37.8.

But pretty much the same.

He patted Erya's side face lightly twice.

"Hey, wake up!"

"How long do you want to wait?"

Take two more shots.

Make the sound of piapia.

"Well?"

"Well?!"

Erya opened her eyes blankly, not knowing why the man in front of her was beating her.