Junior sister is very beautiful, but she has a long mouth

Chapter 76 Poseidon’s Cuisine

When Yan Xu woke up, the small stove next to him was steaming.

A certain sea god taught mortals how to cook things, but it was clear that gods did not need such complicated operations.

The more places you look like a mortal, the more lonely you become.

Yan Xu's eyes were dull and motionless. Before she could say anything, she shed tears. It took a long time before Leng returned to Zhou to find that she was awake.

"What's wrong, little Yan Xu? She's crying when she wakes up."

Leng Huizhou sighed and took out a handkerchief to wipe her tears.

Only then did Yan Xu come back to his senses and slowly turned his head towards Leng Huizhou:
  "Why am I still alive?"

"Is it bad to live?"

Leng Huizhou threw away the handkerchief and went to take care of the small stove. After working for a long time, he filled a bowl of dark stuff for Yan Xu to drink:
  "Don't think so much, drink it while it's hot."

Yan Xu had no choice but to sit up and reach out to pick up the unknown medicinal herbs Leng Huizhou cooked for her. But both of them ignored one thing, this was freshly boiled.

Leng Huizhou is a god who is not afraid of cold and heat, while Yan Xu is weak and has withdrawn his spiritual power, just like a mortal.

So Yan Xu touched something hot and instinctively let go of his hand. Leng Huizhou didn't expect it and spilled the entire bowl of medicinal soup, accurately onto Yan Xu's legs.

"..."

Yan Xu was in so much pain that he wanted to have his leg amputated.

"Sorry, sorry, I forgot to cool you down."

Leng Huizhou poured another bowl of medicinal soup, specially used magic to cool it down, and then handed it to Yan Xu:
  "This bowl is not hot, really."

Yan Xu glanced at him speechlessly.

Shouldn't you deal with the spilled medicine and residue first at this time? It’s okay to show some concern for the patient’s remaining leg!
  Seeing Yan Xu's displeasure, Leng Huizhou quickly put down the bowl, moved his fingers, cleared the medicine residue on the bed, and gave Yan Xu new sheets and... new pants.

Yan Xu: "..."

It's good to be a god, it's as simple as changing to anything else. Ordinary monks are reluctant to use their spiritual power to do these trivial things.

"Thank you," Yan Xu smiled, "thank you for changing my pants."

Leng Huizhou was about to cry but had no tears, and almost covered Yan Xu's mouth:
  "Don't tell me, otherwise I will be alone for the rest of my life!"

It turns out that this lonely little sea god sometimes wants a partner.

Yan Xu nodded, took the second bowl of medicinal soup handed over by Leng Huizhou, and took a sip.

Leng Huizhou watched Yan Xu's reaction expectantly. Yan Xu's face was calm, he slowly put down the medicine bowl and asked softly:

"Lord Poseidon, what kind of medicine are you cooking?"

"Sea lily, seaweed, samphire, thick vine, pokeweed..." Leng Huizhou scratched his head, "There are a few more, I can't quite remember."

"It was cooked very well," Yan Xu commented, "Don't cook it again next time."

Under Leng Huizhou's blank eyes, Yan Xu vomited a mouthful of blood.

This medicine was as bitter as Yan Xu's feeling when he was abandoned by his Taoist companions. After drinking it, his heart was bitter and his body was even more bitter. By the way, poison was thoughtfully added into it. Leng Huizhou is obviously a dark cuisine chef.

"No more cooking, no more," Leng Huizhou anxiously handed her a handkerchief, "It's all my fault, don't vomit blood!"

Yan Xu forced himself to stand up:

"You've never cooked for anyone else, have you?"

Leng Huizhou shook his head:

"No, I just heard that it's the first time to cook these things for people. After all, gods don't need them."

Yan Xu's hanging heart finally relaxed:

"Fortunately, you don't have to be a god to eat dead people."

Leng Huizhou: "..."

He sat obediently to one side, like a child who made a mistake. Yan Xu sat on the bed, resting his head on his hands, silent.

Why didn't Xu Lianfeng kill her?
  When she was unconscious, she fell into a nightmare again. This time Mu Yifeng transformed into an invincible general, with a spear in his hand dancing in the wind. When the enemy saw it, they all abandoned their armor and fled. He led a mighty army of tens of thousands and heroically guarded the borders of the motherland.

Unfortunately, Yan Xu became a soldier forcibly recruited by the enemy country. She ran with the general on horseback, and died with him when the general died. General Mu, whom she had looked up to for a long time, swung his spear and stabbed it into her chest without any mercy. I was born to be your enemy, this is my destiny.

The moment she closed her eyes, she even felt relieved.

She deserves to die. Why could she still wake up and see this world and such a handsome young man?
  "Are you still blaming me, Xiao Yan Xu?"

Seeing Yan Xu not speaking for a long time, Leng Huizhou asked with concern.

"I don't blame you," Yan Xu wrapped himself in a quilt, "I was just wondering why Sect Master Xu didn't kill me."

"Why do you need to think about it?" Leng Huizhou explained, "Why did he want to kill you? He is not someone who kills innocent people indiscriminately."

"I am the devil."

Yan Xu said.

"temporary."

Leng Huizhou replied.

"My parents are both demons."

Yan Xu added.

"impossible!"

Leng Huizhou was categorical.

Yan Xu looked at him doubtfully:
  "Didn't you say you don't know my parents?"

Ah, I let it slip. Leng Huizhou pursed his lips and responded palely:
  "You told me that both your parents are cultivators of immortality. I believe you."

So now that she says her parents are demons, why doesn't Leng Huizhou believe her? A cunning little fairy.

Yan Xu complained in his heart and did not ask Leng Huizhou any more.

Leng Huizhou rubbed his hands guiltily, stood up and walked to Yan Xu:

"Well, is there anything else you need me to do?"

Yan Xu once again showed a puzzled expression:

"Are you a god? How can a god wait eagerly to serve mortals?"

Leng Huizhou: "..."

Your mouth...hey, forget it.

"Can't gods take care of mortals?" Leng Huizhou poked Yan Xu's shoulder, "What's more, you are not an ordinary mortal. Sooner or later you will ascend to immortality, and we will still be colleagues by then."

"Thank you," Yan Xu smiled, "I don't want to be a god yet."

If you can control your own behavior, it would be good to be a demon cultivator. In this way, you can cooperate with them internally and externally, and remove the unclean things.

"No, Yan Xu," Leng Huizhou said in surprise, "You just said you didn't want to cultivate demons, and you changed your mind so quickly?"

Hearing this, Yan Xu suddenly jumped up from the bed, stood on the bed and looked down at Leng Huizhou, reached out and pinched his chin, and said viciously:

"If I become a demon cultivator, I will first capture a little god like you and then defile him. If you don't practice dual cultivation with me, you can't even think about this."

Leng Huizhou: "..."

Why does this plot look so familiar...

The gears of fate are slowly turning, and everyone who bullied Yan Xu back then will be blamed on Leng Huizhou.

As expected, this girl Yan Xu was not to be messed with, both before and now.

"I...I'm going to see if there is any movement in the seal on the sea."

Leng Huizhou broke away from Yan Xu's hand, panicked and stumbled out. A smile appeared at the corner of Yan Xu's mouth. Wasn't he very arrogant before, but he was so frightened by a mortal that he fled.

But Yan Xu's smile quickly dissipated, replaced by infinite melancholy. She leaned against the door and looked at the blue sea in the distance.

　Yan Xu: Fortunately, I was careful not to drink it all in one gulp, otherwise Leng Huizhou would die tomorrow.

　　Leng Huizhou: Thank you for saving my dog’s life?
  　　Yan Xu: Lord Poseidon, you don’t have to be so polite~
  　　
  　
  (End of this chapter)