Unlimited Fraudster

"How does it taste?" Feng Xue stuffed a piece of hairy belly into her mouth, and she was too embarrassed to find such fresh ingredients in Britannia... Well, he shouldn't have robbed the Chinese Federation Embassy Bar?

"It's delicious." c.c. frowned, obviously saying yes, but looking dissatisfied - "If only there was pizza!"

"Pizza? That kind of thing is delicious like hot pot? This is me, the world's strongest molecular cooking master, a pot bottoming bowl prepared by myself. Even if you don't eat spicy food, you can't beat mediocre pizza, right? Don't follow me. What am I talking about injecting soul! I don't believe there is any soul in the fast-food pizza from Pizza Hut!" Feng Xue widened his eyes and said inarticulately while chewing on his hairy belly. After losing two worlds, his knowledge reserve is completely separated from the concept of human beings, which can be seen from the jump to ninety-nine in this inter-screen growth education.

Considering the world's astonishment, he didn't dare to say it 100%, but it was safe to say that Feng Xue had mastered 90% of the world's cooking methods.

However, in this case, c.c. is not satisfied?

What a joke!

"No, there's nothing like it, as I said, it's delicious." With c.c.'s ill look, Feng Xue suddenly felt that this woman was playing dumb with him.

But even if it's a riddle, you have to give some hints, right?

"It's delicious, and you want to eat pizza? What's so good about pizza?" Feng Xue picked up a chopstick of mutton slices, dipped it into the bowl with a little bloodshot after dipping it in the pot, and the food was tender.

"Don't you think pizza is very interesting? You can put anything on it, and there will always be different combinations..." c.c. said regretfully, but still honestly scooped up the food in the pot.

"You said that, can't hot pot not work? Even if your canned herring comes out, I'll show it to you!" Feng Xue almost felt that c.c. was nitpicking, but c.c. changed his mind and said, "So I It's delicious! I should say, it's too good."

Grabbed a piece of chicken gizzard from Feng Xue's chopsticks, c.c. ate it with a lonely expression, although the brows loosened a lot at the moment of entry, but it quickly condensed again. The worry was to the point that Feng Xue's molecular cooking hot pot could not be dissolved.

Looking at Feng Xue's expression of "I don't like you but I still eat it", it is probably because I was worried that if I angered the cook, I would be robbed of my job (true job), and explained reluctantly:

"Like you said, whatever you put in the hot pot will be delicious, but life is not always delicious like this, delicious, unpalatable, always have to experience some, delicious without any passion, will only make People are more empty."

"So what? Life is unpalatable? If you don't eat it, it will be fine. If you force yourself to eat unpalatable food, then you will be sick!" Feng Xue pouted, life is like a box of chocolates, you I never know if the next **** will be stuffed by a bear child, but, eat it because you have to eat it. When you have the power to choose, if you eat it, it will be your own shit. Don't look at those big coffees after their success. What I miss the most is the old time, that is just talking about it. When you throw him back to the time when he was eating chaff, see if he still misses it.

"But if you can't taste good or bad, no matter how unpalatable it is, it's better than empty and boring?" c.c. seems to be suddenly interested, swallowing the food in his mouth, as if opening a philosophical debate.

"The tediousness of being empty? So that's it..." Feng Xue suddenly leaned forward and raised c.c.'s chin with her index finger, "A typical longevity poison?"

"The poison of immortality?" c.c. narrowed his eyes. Although he lived in the Chinese Federation for a while, the Chinese Federation in this world and Feng Xue's flower grower are not the same species at all. Even the Taoist priests worship the divine power of Suzaku. , naturally won't understand this aspect, it sounds like some kind of switch has been touched at this time.

"That's right, the poison of longevity has been cultivated since ancient times, but not one's nature. This is the first disease of cultivation, although I have no qualifications to say it." Feng Xue said this, and smiled slightly, but she didn't care. In a sense, self-cultivation is not actually about self-cultivation, but a clear mind. In short, it is to set a firm enough goal, whether it is to save the world and bring peace to the people, to slaughter the common people, or to destroy the world, it doesn’t matter, as long as With purpose, **** becomes. And Feng Xue's mental state permanently locked in the destruction of reincarnations and the pursuit of pleasure, isn't it a qualitative one?

"Cultivation? It looks like I'm terminally ill!" c.c. didn't ask about the solution, nor what kind of practice it was, as if everything had nothing to do with her, she just turned her head away from Feng Xue with an indifferent look. fingers, and then ate again on his own.

"It's just that the passion is gone." Feng Xue waved her hand, a little regretful, "I thought you would be very similar to me, but I didn't expect it to be different at all. Boring guy."

"It's a coincidence, I also think that you are very similar to me, but now it looks more like me." c.c. was really noncommittal about Feng Xue's words, but just expressed his opinion casually.

"Oh, it looks like I'm wrong. Let me correct it. We still have a bit of a resemblance." Feng Xue raised his eyebrows. When he saw c.c. for the first time, he had a strange feeling. He felt the same when he looked at himself in the mirror, but along with the communication, he finally discovered this paradoxical similarity, but it was this answer that disappointed him.

"Where?" c.c. was also curious about what caused Feng Xue to change her attitude, but Feng Xue sat down a little unhappily, washed a piece of vegetables casually, and then slowly said - "This disguised picture Mask, very similar."

Yes, both of them are liars, and, by coincidence, they both chose the same mask.

A cynical, nasty, and seductive mask with a touch of addictive melancholy.

It is a perfect mask, constructed by experience and temperament, that both men and women, young and old, will be attracted by that legacy and independent temperament.

c.c.'s complexion changed, Feng Xue's complexion also changed, the same kind of aura on the two disappeared in an instant, and the originally powerful and gloomy temperament turned into a naivete like white paper in an instant. In terms of momentum, it is obviously more than one step weaker than before, but in the simple eyes of Burning Stone, a terrifying conflict is brewing that far exceeds the previous dialogue with hidden murderous intentions.

The two of them are like actors in a show, constantly raising their aura, obviously just looking at each other~www.readwn.com~, but it seems that another storm is brewing between the two of them.

[You and c.c. discovered the darkness and reality of yourself and the other party almost at the same time in the aimless communication. In order to protect your own vulnerability, you both put on a mask that symbolized the other party's "weakness". This is a spiritual At the level of confrontation, the spirit of the winner will become more and more perfect, while the loser will sink in their own darkness. Please do a charm confrontation. 】

"Why Charm?" Feng Xue felt strange, but at this moment he couldn't help thinking too much. The moment the two dice in his hand were thrown, the dice symbolizing c.c. also fell at the same time.

[Charm (Feng Xue): 36/85 (difficulty success)]

[Charm (c.c.): 36/85 (difficulty success)]

Zhai Nan says

ps: After throwing the dice against the dice for so many years, this is the first time that I have thrown the exact same result... How is he doing this? Whether it's Feng Xue Shengli or c.c. Shengli, I've thought about how to write it, but what the **** is he exactly the same! I knew I had made the charm of c.c. a little higher... Then what, the update at noon tomorrow might be a little later, I have to think about how to round it...