As a result, it is possible to achieve success.

Ahem...it doesn't seem so cute now.

The kitchen was filled with a strong smell of blood, and a terrifying creature covered in pigeon feathers had its back to the camera.

The weapon in his hand was still dripping with blood. As the pigeon-haired monster moved, it kept hitting the chopping board, causing flesh and blood to fly and splash everywhere...

"Damn it!"

Hongli, with bloodshot eyes, gritted her teeth and looked at the chopping board as if she were an enemy. The piece of meat on it was not only bloody, but there was also a lot of hair that had not been plucked out!

“Why, why do we have to process the ingredients again after we get them?

Can't these pigeons be more sensible and just grow into a shape that can be eaten directly? "

Hongli frantically pulled her hair, plucked a handful of pigeon feathers, and instantly set them on fire to destroy the body!

"Although, but why do I feel that cooking is not like this?"

Hongli frowned and looked up at the ceiling, wondering how her mother in her hometown usually cooked.

Hmm, when my mother was cooking, her movements were clearly pleasing to the eye, but why is it that when it comes to her...

As expected of Hong Li, the murder scene is arranged like cooking?

"No, no, have faith!"

Hong Li quickly shook her head, getting rid of the messy thoughts in her mind. Being afraid before a fight is a big taboo.

“I’m a beginner, so it’s normal to feel a little uncomfortable at first.

Mom must have been cooking for many years to be able to cook to that level!

I shouldn’t raise my standards so much all at once, I should set small goals first, such as…”

Hong Li's eyes were gloomy: "Let's disguise the murder scene as cooking first?"

Bah! What a disguise! She is obviously just cooking!

"Phew, stay calm, don't be impatient!"

Hongli took a deep breath and forced herself to adjust her emotions. She looked at the pile of dead bodies beside her…啟, and seeing that there was enough food on the side, she nodded and decided to climb onto the back again.

"Well, the first step was processed...successfully!"

"After that……"

Hongli rubbed her brows and said, "Think about what my mother would do. Well, she should wash the ingredients with water first, but is it really okay with the pigeon feathers on them?

Well, it shouldn’t matter. As a beginner, you can’t ask for too much! Yes, that’s it!”

The water spiritual power surged, washing away the blood and impurities, and then it seemed like, how did it happen?

Blanch, blanch? How to do it?

Oh, it should be okay if you don’t blanch it. It’s not a big problem, never mind!

"I just don't believe that I'm so well prepared..."

Hongli looked at the bottles and cans placed in front of her: refined salt, vinegar, soy sauce, cooking wine...

Oh, with such thorough preparation, success is inevitable for her!

Just like poor students always have the most stationery, Hongli looked at her own ample preparations and suddenly felt a mysterious sense of confidence in her heart, "I'm good", "I'm professional", "I'm a chef", and a proud smile appeared on her face.

"As expected of me, this is my first time cooking and I can cook to this level. It's not an exaggeration to call me a little genius! Hahahaha!"

……

Outside the kitchen, the cup of papaya milk that Xingyun was not used to had already been finished. However, the fear in her heart continued to spread: "Hey, Xiaohuo, did you hear the successful conspirator grinning?"

"Aha?"

Xiao Huo tilted his head: "What?"

"that is……"

Xingyun looked at the kitchen door again, staring at it closely, as if she wanted to see through the hell behind the door: "I always feel like something terrible is happening in there..."

"Don't worry, don't worry, Aunt Xiaoyun, you are too nervous."

Xiaohuo laughed and suddenly jumped into Xingyun's arms. He closed his eyes and yawned: "It must be your first time as a guest, so you are a little uncomfortable. It's okay, take your time..."

"Boom!"

A huge roar came from the crack of the kitchen door.

Xingyun: “???”

Xiaohuo: “???”

"Ah?"

Xiaohuo looked at Xingyun, whose eyes were equally confused. Don’t look at her, she doesn’t know either!

……

"Mad, you're stupid!"

Hong Li looked up at the pot lid embedded in the ceiling, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help twitching: "This shouldn't be possible. This shouldn't be possible. I was just cooking soup normally, why did it explode?"

After thinking for a while, Hongli frowned and stretched out her finger to absorb part of the flame under the pot: "Is it a problem with the heat? Did I increase the heat too much?"

"Hmm... What a shame for such a good pot..."

Hongli sighed, squatted down, took out another big pot from underneath, and laughed out loud.

"Ha, luckily I was fully prepared for this kind of emergency. Cricket, you think you can stop my plan?

Come on, come on, I have prepared eighteen pots of this type, I want to see how many times you can fry for me!"

Dashao waved his hand, regrouped, and Hongli looked into the distance: "Come on, Heiyang, I'll show you my deep feelings for you!"

……

"hiss--"

Heiyang suddenly felt a gust of cold wind blowing past him, and couldn't help but squeeze his legs together: "This feeling..."

"hold head high?"

Da Ma turned his head and looked behind him. What's wrong? Did something happen?

"Ah, it should be fine, let's move on."

Heiyang looked solemn and alert, "But I have a bad feeling in my heart..."

The chef flips the wok, and the horse's hooves point north...

Yes, that's right, someone was typing away and unfortunately passed out while catching up on his sleep...

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 109 A true warrior dares to face the bleakness of life and the blood...

Small round table, Xingyun, small fire.

A man and a crane sat at the table. From time to time, they would nervously peek at the kitchen door, then immediately look away in panic, with a well-behaved and harmless expression on their faces.

"Boom!"

There was an explosion.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!"

Xingyun and Xiaohuo hugged each other tightly, looking at each other with fear in their eyes.

"How many times?"

Xingyun asked in a low voice, her voice trembling.

"The thirteenth time..."

Xiaohuo seemed like she was about to cry.

"Um, Xiao Huo..."

Xingyun struggled for a few times, then stood up tremblingly, and said with a wry smile: "Aunt Xiaoyun really has something to do. It's getting late, so I'll go back first. You and Senior Sister should also go to bed early..."

"do not want!"

Xiao Huo grabbed Xing Yun's fingers with his wings and refused to let go: "Don't leave Xiao Huo alone, woooo, a hero won't run away from the battlefield, Aunt Xiao Yun, don't leave!"

"I'm not a hero!"

Xingyun's forehead was covered with cold sweat, and she said hurriedly, "Xiaohuo, you are my senior sister's daughter, so nothing will happen to you. But Aunt Xiaoyun is not sure. Poor Xiaoyun might be killed, so let Auntie go!"

"do not want!"

Xiao Huo shook his head desperately and said firmly: "Either you stay and share the hardship with Xiao Huo, or you can take Xiao Huo with you to escape!"

"Ah this..."

Xingyun was stunned for a moment, secretly glanced at the exit door, then secretly glanced at the kitchen door. The precious quality called conscience flashed in the girl's mind, and she gritted her teeth.

"Okay! Don't be afraid, Xiaohuo. Auntie Xiaoyun will take you away right now. But be quiet and be careful not to be discovered by Senior Sister!"

"Yeah! Yeah! Aunt Xiaoyun is the best!"

"Shh-"

"oh oh……"

One step... two steps... hey hey another step...

The door to life is right before my eyes, getting closer, closer. If I can just reach that place...

"boom!"

The kitchen door was kicked open, and Hongli's puzzled voice floated over: "Xiao Huo, and Xiao Yun, where are you going?"

"!!!"

Xiaohuo and Xingyun's bodies suddenly stiffened. Before Hongli could continue speaking, they shouted reflexively: "We definitely don't want to escape!"

"Ah?"

Hongli frowned: "Run away?"

"Ha, no, no, mom, you misunderstood, it's..."

Xiao Huo turned around stiffly and saw Hong Li holding a pot of unknown sticky substance. His pupils shrank sharply and he almost couldn't breathe: "Yes, yes..."

Xiaohuo secretly patted Xingyun's trouser legs with his wings. What on earth is this? Please help me explain it, I can’t make it up!

"Ah, that, what Xiao Huo said is, is..."

Xingyun forced a smile. The intelligence she had accumulated over the years was finally put to use at this critical moment. "My legs are numb from sitting for too long, so I walked around the house with Xiaohuo!"

"Ah, I see... You still have the energy to move around. Young people are full of energy..."

Hong Li nodded in understanding, sighed, and smiled: "Okay, don't just stand there, come and drink the Snow Mountain Flying Pigeon Ten-Ingredient Tonic Soup I just cooked. Look, it's just out of the pot, and it's steaming hot!"

Xingyun, low heat: Yes, the soup is steaming hot, but it will probably get cold if we drink it...

"Um, Senior Sister..."

Xingyun continued to force a smile: "Can I ask what the red spots on Senior Sister's cheeks and mouth are?"

"Ah?"

Hongli was stunned for a moment, freed one hand to wipe her face, frowned and looked at her hand, then suddenly realized.

"Oh, you mean the blood? Don't worry, it's not mine. I accidentally got it on my face when I was handling the food. It will be gone if I wipe my face!"

“Processing ingredients…”

"I accidentally got it on..."

Xiaohuo and Xingyun looked at each other, and a bunch of scenes that were not suitable for children instantly appeared in their minds.

"That……"

Xingyun continued to speak bravely: "That pot of poison... ahem, I mean, what's floating on top of that pot of soup?"

"Ah, this is just ordinary pigeon feathers."

Hongli scratched her head, looking puzzled: "Is there a problem?"