Longevity begins with a negative heart

83 Real or Fake
Lingze's eyebrows were light and his tone was even calmer.

"If it's not good looking, why would you smile so brightly? Don't eat it! This food doesn't taste good."

He took the bowl from Shuhua's hand and covered the big bronze tripod tightly with the lid.

Shuhua looked at his empty hand and asked directly: "Is the Chairman retaliating?"

Lingze turned his back to her and paused for a moment before saying, "Of course not. I am your boss. If you are wrong, I will point it out seriously and will not retaliate."

Shuhua didn't believe it: "But you don't allow me to eat! In the new benefits you announced, you promised that we would be well fed!"

Lingze started making noodles in silence.

"Hey!" Xiao Yudi said happily: "It seems that the boss wants to cook something delicious for you. He really thinks that soup rice is not delicious."

Well, although it was promised in the welfare, it didn't say that the secretary should cook for her.

Shuhua felt ashamed and took the initiative to step forward: "Let me make noodles."

Lingze stepped aside silently, walked aside and started chopping meat, vegetables, and peeling shrimps.

"Sir, do you want to make jiao ears or pie?" Shuhua happily smashed the dough with a "dong dong" sound.

"Jiaoer." Lingze spoke concisely and concisely, his eyelashes half drooped, covering up all his emotions.

"The noodles are ready, give me the shrimp." Shuhua took it and used a technique to remove all the shrimp shells.

Obviously many things can be done quickly using magic, but the director has to do it purely by hand, which is a waste of time.

Lingze glanced at her, said nothing, and continued to mix the stuffing.

Shuhua felt a strong sense of disgust.

She knows that if you live to the highest level, you will pursue pure handicrafts in everything.

Otherwise, people would recite poems and lyrics to the flowers, and she would say, this flower is not delicious, that flower cannot be eaten, and of course they will be despised.

It doesn't matter, everyone has their own way of life, so why not talk about what you are good at.

She began to discuss business with Tsukasa: "What did Saitama do after the city lord and I left?"

Lingze carefully prepared the fillings and replied unhurriedly: "Turning through the whole city to find fault with me."

Shuhua asked casually: "Are you okay?"

Without waiting for Lingze to answer, she added it herself.

"You are invincible, of course it's okay. It's a pity that this matter cannot be solved with pure force, otherwise you could wave your sleeves and we would all go back to the Ruyi Palace."

"I don't know how Asha is doing, whether she has recovered. I don't know how the captain and the deer demon are doing, whether they are safe..."

While she was pinching and rolling out the dough, she seldom talked much.

"The deer demon said that he is good at cooking and wants to join our team. He asked me to give him a chance to try cooking. If he can survive, I will try it when I get back."

"Are you holding it back because you were pretending to be a bear and can't speak?" Lingze frowned and stirred the stuffing in a particularly large range, making a clanging sound.

"He thinks you talk too much and is in a very bad mood. It's probably because no one cares about you." Xiao Yudi reminded Shuhua sharply.

Shuhua silently closed his mouth and shrank into a corner to practice.

The chairperson made a loud and noisy sound, so she simply closed off her five senses completely and completely fell into cultivation.

Lingze sighed softly.

A pool of transparent water soaked in from the crack in the door, spread along the ground and silently towards the soles of the two people's feet.

Lingze continued to wrap Jiao Er calmly, boil water, steam, boil and fry.

Shuhua opened his eyes refreshed and found that he had returned to his original appearance.

There are hot Jiao Er on the table, which can be prepared in various ways, including steamed, boiled and fried.

The dough is chewy, full of Lingmai flavor, not too thin, not too thick, just right. The fillings are rich, tender and juicy. You can bite your teeth off it with one bite.

Shuhua couldn't help but feel grateful. If the secretary could consistently provide three meals a day, she would be willing to follow him on missions, look at his bad face, and even coax him.There was a loud noise outside.

Someone shouted: "Something happened over there in the archives building!"

She quickly stood up and watched, only to see Qiong Yu and Lingze fighting on the roof of the file building.

Qiong Yu's true form appeared, with a young and strong dragon body surrounding Lingze, with angry eyes and claws, and red manes exploding like spikes.

"Roar~" The dragon roared, making Shuhua dizzy, her eardrums stinging and bleeding, and her soul trembling.

This is a natural advantage of the species.

The mirage clan is a dragon, and when it transforms into its original form, its combat power will increase dramatically.

At this moment, Qiong Yu already possesses the peak combat power of a true immortal.

But I don’t know what happened. The weapon in Lingze’s hand was not Chunze Qin, but a shovel used for cooking!
Shuhua raised his eyebrows in surprise. He didn't know where the fool came from to create such an illusion.

The Secretary has always been wise and powerful, how could he use a cooking shovel as a weapon?It's really a lie.

She turned around and took a plate of Jiao Er, eating and watching, relishing it and never being fooled.

Then, she saw Lingze turn around and glance at her faintly.

There was something wrong with this look, too real to be fake.

Shuhua fell into deep thought: "Xiaoyudrop, do you think this is true or false?"

Xiao Yudrop was not sure either: "Let's have a look again."

Suddenly, many mirage dragons were seen circling and flying, surrounding Lingze, and all kinds of magic weapons were thrown at them like raindrops.

Lingze still tolerated it at first, but as he was being slapped, his body swelled up, his eyes were red, and he looked like he was about to become fierce.

Shuhua's expression became serious. She put down the plate and pulled out the mountain-breaking ax.

"Roar~" The mirage dragons roared collectively, formed a formation, and tore towards Lingze with their gleaming minions.

They are not afraid of death and keep fighting, but they are still no match for Lingze.

Qiong Yu let out a roar, and the mirage dragons used their long and strong dragon bodies to circle around each other, imprisoning Lingze inside, and then pressed down.

There was a loud "bang" sound, and the archives building was overwhelmed and finally collapsed.

The fire rose up and engulfed the archive building, Lingze, and Mirage. The hot air rushed towards Shuhua's face, making Shuhua's face ache.

Xiao Yudrop exclaimed: "It's the Golden Crow Fire!"

With a strange cry of "Gah", the round body jumped out of the spirit beast bag and plunged into the water tank.

Shuhua did not hesitate to use his roots to protect his body, plunged into the fire, saw the dragon and slayed the dragon, just wanted to find Lingze as soon as possible.

Although it is probably a fantasy, what if it is real?

The Golden Crow fire was so fierce and fierce that she felt like her whole body was about to be burned, and the pain was so painful that it was difficult to breathe.

But she could never find Lingze.

She panicked: "Secretary, Sir, are you still alive?"

A hot hand stretched out from the flames, grabbed her hard, and dragged her over.

Then, Shuhua was hugged tightly by a hot body.

The burning pain of the flames disappeared, but what followed was severe pain in the chest.

She yelled: "It hurts!"

The cold water waves instantly enveloped her whole body, the fire faded away, and there was deathly silence between heaven and earth.

Shuhua opened his eyes and saw Lingze standing two steps away from her, looking at her quietly with sad and desperate eyes.

　And~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)