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The Cthulhu and the Girl with the Second Sickness of the Kitchen and the Eight Eagles of the King Yan: Chapter 41 Medusa's Failure Is Inevitable

ask questions! ——Why does the little evil god want to kill Yan Baying first, instead of Baiheling?

Is it because Yan Baying is weaker? Hahaha, the answer is correct!

Before that, during the long painful years of working as an ox and a horse, the little evil god suffered all kinds of unreasonable torture from that crazy woman Bai Heling, and put her hand into the blender every now and then, hanging her in a place full of corrosive acid. Soaking in her bathtub, leaving her tail for the meat station, treating her dignity like worthless street crap.

But in comparison, Yan Baying is different.

I will buy her snacks, buy her toys, and occasionally go to the game hall to play small steel balls with her, even though her level is worse than hers.

The two of them slept together at night.

This sense of trust, distance, intimacy... If you don't take advantage of it and sell it, it's simply intolerable, right, right, hahaha.

"Cthulhu, you have a good laugh, just like the villains in movies and comics."

Medusa was worried.

"Aren't you talking nonsense? If I don't do bad things, I'm still a devil. Medusa, you hypocritical fellow, don't pretend to be a good person. Help me figure out how to make Yan Baying drink this highly toxic pesticide, and you too You are a devil, and occasionally try to do what a devil should do!"

"I, I don't want..., if you drink this kind of thing, Yataka will die, he will die."

"Idiot, idiot, it was supposed to be used to kill him!"

"But Yataka is such a good person."

"Hey... Medusa, why have you been talking for him since just now? Could it be that the two of you did something ulterior behind my back?" The little evil god smelled something tricky , the hair exploded in an instant, "Tell me, do you two have an affair! You traitor!"

"Cthulhu, why do you say such exaggerated words?"

"Do you dare to say you don't?"

“…”

Medusa whimpered and didn't know how to refute, only grievance lingered in her pure eyes.

"If you can prove that you still love me, let Yan Baying drink this bottle of poisonous pesticide with your own hands. This is all for me and to prove your innocence. Otherwise, how dare you say that you Is there any special relationship between the two?"

Forcibly stuffing the pesticide back into Medusa's hands, the little evil god changed his mind, and let Medusa do it this time.

Once something happens, it's none of her business anyway.

"I don't want to do this kind of thing, evil sauce."

"Stop rambling, if you don't do it, I'll post the picture of you breaking a vase in school when you were a child on the Internet, and it will become the butt of everyone's jokes and ridicule."

"Hey, but it was obviously you who broke it."

"There are photos to prove it, Medusa, you can't be blamed, hehehe, if I add more oil and vinegar, everyone will immediately regard you as a bad boy. It's cruel, even if you pretend to be good every day Child, but as long as you do one bad thing, everyone's impression of you will immediately change."

"Woooooooooo, I was threatened by the evil sauce."

Medusa looked at the pesticide in her hand. If she did such a bad thing, she must be very disturbed every night when she sleeps. Mr. Yataka will not forgive her. This kind of thing will become an unforgettable shadow for the rest of her life.

God, the evil sauce is almost broken, please let her know her way back.

Help her, don't let her continue to be a bad child, and turn back to the gentle evil sauce she used to be.

"How about it, Medusa, do you do it or don't do it?" The little evil god already has the chance to win, "Whether you do it or not, you will become a bad person anyway, no matter which side the result is the same."

"I, I know."

Forced to agree reluctantly, she will go to hell for it.

Mr. Yataka, I'm sorry!

Hearing the words, the little evil god immediately became happy, and at the same time, the sinister light in his eyes became brighter. As long as the good boy Medusa is allowed to act, Yan Baying will not doubt it. He will never think of it, so cute and cute Medusa, she will feed him the poison with her own hands.

【Hayataka, get up and drink your medicine. 】

After drinking it in one gulp, Yan Baying was stunned, oh my god, it's poison!Why, why did Medusa... Yan Baying, who hadn't even finished his sentence at the end, could only struggle to look at Medusa's guilty face with endless humiliation, belched on the spot, and died.

Amitabha.

Eight eagle benefactors are going well all the way, may all be well in hell. ——From the abbot of the bald little evil god, the super-salvation meeting hosted by him.

"Hahaha, I'm going back to the Demon Realm soon."

……

On this day, just before the disaster struck, the little evil god was still immersed in the joy of victory.

Until that moment, during dinner, in front of everyone, Medusa solemnly handed the poisonous pesticide in her hand to Yan Baying, squinted her eyes, and shouted loudly, "Please, Baying You drink this bottle of poison, and then... woohoo, then try your best to die without pain!"

It is such a sentence.

Bai Heling's chopsticks stopped on the way, and the tofu on the little evil god's chopsticks fell off, and Yan Baying instantly tilted his head with a black question mark face.

"I bought this from the devil world. It was originally only used to kill insects. Although it is poison, I added some sugar, so it shouldn't be bitter. Please drink it! Is it okay?"

Medusa has done her best.

"..." Yan Baying almost didn't recover, "Is this poison?"

"—Well, can I drink it?"

"I reject."

"Woooooo, did you really fail?" Medusa looked defeated and immediately looked at the little evil god who was eating, "What should I do, evil god sauce, as I said, I will definitely fail .”

Now it's all right, in an instant, all eyes are on the little evil god.

"Medusa, you bug! How can you invite others to drink poison like this? Can't you secretly pour ingredients into the water glass or drink? You are so stupid, you must think carefully before doing things. !!!”

"But……"

"And don't say these things to me suddenly during the battle. If you do this, won't I be exposed in an instant and become a bad person? Medusa, you guy must not be doing it on purpose!!! "

The little evil god was so angry that he was about to go crazy, maybe this was the feeling of hating iron but not steel.

"Wuuu, evil sauce, this kind of thing is really too scary, stop it, don't do it again."

"Before the battle, I'll kill you!"

The little evil god who rolled up his sleeves and was about to fight, suddenly felt two chills on the dining table, huh?Why does the air conditioner seem to be turned on a bit low today? Really, it's a bit cold.

"Cthulhu sauce, poison... what's going on?" Bai Heling's expression darkened immediately.

"You want me to drink poison?—Ah? Evil God Sauce?" Yan Baying had already sat next to the little Evil God, and his eyes were suddenly condensed, full of coldness and anger, "Tell me , let us open our hearts and not hide anything."

It's over, there's no escape.

Woohoo, damn it, I've been tricked!

Picture: "Can I drink it?", Location: "Images/1598533078-100186750-105850062.jpg"

Cthulhu and the girl with the second disease of the kitchen and the king Yan Baying: Chapter 42 The lovely angel is coming down to the mortal world!

The dinner that day turned into the little evil god's exclusive Turkish barbecue meeting. Lily Ling, who was full of grimace and joy, put her alive on the fire, and used a Turkish knife to rotate and cut her meat little by little. tail meat.

The damned Yan Baying is even helping others, sprinkling cumin, passing spices, and some chili powder from time to time. He is a seasoning master. How can a person from a country with great food shame his motherland in terms of food!

Any ingredients are always available, and they are inclusive of all rivers, showing the style of a big country.

"There is no food that we Chinese people can't understand."

Yan Baying said so while enjoying the self-service snake meat.

"Medusa..., even if I'm a ghost, I won't let you go." Everything was irreversible, the little evil god's pale face, with all his might, widened his eyes, staring at the beauty on the dining table. Du Sha, "I've been treated like this, and you're still leisurely watching the show?—Huh?"

“…”

Medusa tried her best to lower her head, being a good child who didn't speak while eating.

"Hurry up and save me."

“…”

"Who do you think is the fault of causing me to suffer this way? Is your conscience okay, you bastard! I will treat you the way these two people treat me afterwards. You remember it for me." Now, all the sins will be paid for when you come out to mess around, Medusa."

Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

Medusa's movement of burying her head in her meal slowed down significantly.

"Xie Shen Jiang, if you continue to use and bully Medusa, I will peel off your skin and cut out your heart to see if it is black or red." Yan Baying unexpectedly blocked Medusa. in front of Sarah.

"It seems that I haven't taught you enough lessons. I really don't have a long memory!" Bai Heling immediately stepped up her efforts, and the slices of grilled meat she cut were thick and juicy.

Immediately, there was the scream of the little evil god in the room, as well as the sound of tears streaming down his face.

No barbecue, no.

The kebab is horrible, stop it.

(Since then, for quite a long time, the little evil god has been full of lingering shadows towards the Turkish barbecue on the street.)

……

Today's Pecola is still working hard for a living, but for some reason, the things being moved today seem to be particularly heavy, and they have to be moved all the way to far away places.

There is a modern conveyor belt next to it, but manpower is needed to do what the conveyor belt should do.

Pecola doesn't know whether the boss in this factory is mentally ill or just likes to torture hard-working people. However, if she can provide people like her with a lucrative job, Pecola will also know how to be content and grateful.

— squeak.

"Ah, it hurts."

The thing was too heavy, and she fell down accidentally. Pecola really didn't have much strength. She didn't eat well recently, and she had to do physical labor day and night.

woo woo woo...

"Hey! Migrant workers over there, what are you doing lying on the ground!"

The familiar voice, that human being with brain problems, immediately reappeared in Pecola's field of vision, arrogant as always, not knowing what he was proud of.

But judging from the direction of his speech, it could be her again.

"Are you calling me Pecora?"

"—Ah? I don't care if you are Pecora or not, get up and work quickly, do you want to do it or not, your efficiency is too low, part-time job."

"Yes, sorry."

Pecola worked hard to get up from the ground. When will this kind of life being shouted and drank by humans be a head? She is obviously an angel.But in order to live, everyone must be gritting their teeth every day and insist on doing these things they don't want to do.

Lord, please bless these strong human beings to find a job that makes them happy one day.

At the same time, I also hope that the heavens can send people to find me as soon as possible.

--above.

"I'm so tired. In order to save on food expenses, I'll buy two potatoes and boil them in water after get off work today, as a reward for myself."

The time after get off work is Pecola's happy rest time. The boiled potatoes, sprinkled with salt, will taste delicious all of a sudden.Why didn't I find it before, great, there is another delicacy on the recipe.

As long as the problems in life are solved, the only thing left to do is to quietly wait for the people from the heavens to pick me up.

When will it come, woo woo.

……

"Lord Pecola, I found it."

In the starry sky and bright moon night, a lovely angel descends to the mortal world.

The former trainee angel Popolo, in the name of the heavens, came down to find the missing Lord Pecola!During this period of time, Popolo has searched many places in the human world, and the number of walks per day has reached more than 6000, really.

Fortunately, Popolo was indeed an angel.

Good luck always favors her.

Holding a watermelon knife in his hand, Popolo stood condescendingly on the roof, looking down at Pecola on the way home with joy, her lovely smile has not stopped since just now, there is no way, because it is really I'm so happy.

To be able to see the old Pecola-sama again, ah, this joy, this hot feeling in my chest, and the tears of Popolo, can't help moistening my eyes.

Master Pecola...

"Che, why are you still alive? You've been missing for so long, so it's fine if you just die." Bobon gripped the hand of the watermelon knife with a little force, "Ah, it's really boring, no wonder I have searched public cemeteries in so many countries, but I can't find a single stone tablet with Lord Pecola's name engraved on it."

With great difficulty, he changed from a trainee angel to a full-fledged angel.

As a result, he came to the world full of joy, but what he saw was not the rotting body of Lord Pecola. It was really unfortunate that Popolo was there.

"But why didn't you die, but didn't go back to the heaven?"