Black Wizard Zhu Peng

　　 In a messy room, there is a charming woman in rags crying constantly in front of him.

　　 "... Meixiang, go back to your own room. Yiwen, please go outside and wait for a while." After speaking, Zhu Peng checked his mobile phone.

"The opposite is my house. This is the key. You can sit there for a while. I will ask you to have breakfast after I manage this side. Although the earth is backward, it still has its own uniqueness in food culture." Needless to say, Mika. At this time, Yiwen also gave face unexpectedly. She took the key in Zhu Peng's hand, turned and walked out.

　　 "... Sister Kazumiko, believe me, beauties are a scarce resource at all times. Although the Elves, Orcs and Foxes, and even the Succubus clan are rich in beauties, as the beauties of our planet, you must have some basic confidence."

"You know, I work in a pub. A waiter has left in the past two days. I think it should be no problem for you to go. Although it has been a little harder, it should be no problem to feed you and Meixiang... Maybe Meixiang is about to make money. What?" In Hemeizi's home, some gauze and alcohol were found. Zhu Peng helped her deal with some serious wounds and even bruised bones.

　　 As a warrior, some basic medical techniques are still very proficient. Zhu Peng calmed Hemiko's overexcited emotions a bit, and then sat for a while before choosing to leave.

When 　　 went out, he accidentally found Yiwen standing in the corridor holding the key, obviously waiting.

　　 "Why don't you go in? The key is not for you."

　　 "Are you so good to everyone? Or are you just different to their mother and daughter?"

"It's a neighbor, and everyone is on earth. I didn't lose anything, but changed the tragic destiny of a family. Any change to the elves will do it, right? The moral standards of our earthlings are also not low." , Zhu Peng took the key from Yi Wen, then opened the door and led the female elf into his simple den.

"The problem is, as far as I know, you are Chinese and they are Japanese. In a sense, you are old enemies? Just like my race meets drow, once we meet, we are fighting. I won’t help when the other party is in trouble. No, it’s the killer. You have the power to help the two Japanese. Isn’t it good to help the two Chinese? The third district where people and witches live together. , Isn’t there one or two Chinese who are worse than them?”

"Sit down and wait a while. I'll cook breakfast. The craftsmanship I practiced by the way when I follow Master is also one of my favorite hobbies." I opened the refrigerator, poured a glass of orange juice for Yi Wen, and then Zhu Peng turned around. Into the kitchen.

　　Chop the green onion, pour the oil into the pan, beat the eggs, and soon, a strong fragrance floats out of the kitchen, making Yiwen, who was indifferent, gradually look forward to it.

"Seeing their lives, can't bear to see their deaths, hear their voices, can't bear to eat their flesh. I helped the mother and daughter because they are tragedies in my sight, and I can change them without affecting my life. The tragedy, which makes me feel more comfortable. I will not be depressed and upset because I did not stop it when the tragedy happened. Of course I also know that in this chaotic era, there are many more tragic people than them... The standard of kindness is infinitely high, so it is either an angel or a devil.

　　 Well, some of my master’s original words are that what you do is not a true sage, or a hypocrite, but I think it’s easier to understand if you change to the current adjective. "I was cooking and talking in the kitchen, but Zhu Peng's knives were not affected at all, revealing his profound culinary skills.

　　 Zhu Peng soon brought up a simple breakfast, fresh scallions mixed with tofu, two large bowls of golden egg fried rice seemingly glowing, Zhu Peng put them in front of Yi Wen.

　　 "Oh, by the way, the first time you came to my house as a guest, I'll cut two pine flowers for you." With that, Zhu Peng who had just sat down got up and went into the kitchen again.

　　 smelling the tangy aroma, looking at the food in front of him is almost like glowing food. The originally dismissive female elf picked up the spoon and tried to put a spoonful of golden rice into the little cherry mouth...

Almost as if the whole body was electrified, a fragrant and strong flame-like taste swept across Yiwen’s mouth and tongue like a whirlpool. The female elf forcibly suppressed her strong urge to eat, and controlled herself to dig another spoon. The white jade-like scallions mixed with tofu poured into the mouth, cold and sweet, and the egg rice remaining in the mouth was fragrant and fought like a battle between two armies.

Zhu Peng’s cooking skills undoubtedly incorporate the principles of Tai Chi, yin and yang, life and death, rigidity and softness, righteousness and evil, right and wrong, they are intertwined with each other, and even in Yi Wen’s mind two black and white armies are fiercely colliding together. The tragic scene of life and death fighting each other. As the victorious party, you can get the hero's feast from the highest point of the cloud: a large bowl of fried rice with eggs and a plate of tofu mixed with green onions.

"My master and I said that if the standard of kindness is infinitely high, then what you do is either an angel or a devil. Angels do not know the sufferings of the world, and make the world full of happiness and love. That is something that even gods cannot do, and the devil It is even better to explain. They raise the standard of kindness infinitely high, so no one is kind. Everyone will sink into purgatory and turn into a devil... Smiling at a child on the street is a good deed. Bend down and pick up the garbage. , Throw it in the trash can. This is a good deed. I helped Hemei son and mother and changed their tragic fate. This is a good deed.

"Of course, I don’t deny that I was willing to help them. At first, the reason was because they were very beautiful. If I were to live next door to me with a pair of wretched Japanese father and son, I might not bother to care about it, but good deeds are good deeds. It’s just because it makes you feel comfortable and willing to do it. If you can get the benefits of gratitude, I won’t refuse, but it doesn’t matter if you don’t get it, because this is a good deed.” Some distressedly cut two pine flowers. Eggs, Zhu Peng thought about it, took a small bowl and poured some vinegar, and put **** slices in it for the female elf to eat, so that she didn’t get used to the cold ingredients like songhua eggs, and went home and had diarrhea. .

　　 However, Zhu Peng didn't know that when he prepared the vinegar and **** well, someone had already stretched out a sinful hand to his bowl.

"...No, I can't do this, it's really rude...but I can't control myself anymore. It's really delicious." After a moment of self-control, the silver-haired female elf put it on the opposite side. Two large bowls of scrambled eggs were held up, and she took the spoon and dumped them crazy in her mouth. Yiwen also knew that the man was about to come out of the kitchen.

"Well... where's my egg fried rice?" Zhu Peng, who was wearing an apron around his waist and carrying a plate of cut eggplants, stood in front of Yi Wen, looking at the clean dishes and rice bowls that seemed to be washed. Time didn't know what to say.

"Uh... slap. It's really rude, you invite someone over for dinner, UU reading www.uukanshu.com didn't even prepare all the ingredients? I abide by the etiquette of the nobles, risking eating and making you I’ve eaten all the things I’m not grateful for. What’s your face now?” Faced with Zhu Peng’s questioning, the silver-haired female elf first hiccups, but the next moment she takes a shot. At the table, with a face of righteousness, he counterattacked Zhu Peng in a fair and just manner.

"Eat all the things the master makes. I seem to have heard of this etiquette... But I obviously made it for two people, and even if your elves have strange etiquette, you mix fried rice with shallots and tofu Just forget it after eating. Why did you eat all my pickled radish sticks? Have you licked this bowl? Why do I think it was not so clean and bright when I bought it?" Picked up the bowl of pickled vegetables. Zhu Peng took care of it under the light, it was really as clean as it was washed.

"You also said that the cooking is so salty... It's terrible, don't ask me to come to your house to eat in the future, it's tainted my taste, stupid earthling." He said, bowed his body slightly, closed With her lower abdomen, Yi Wen slowly moved out of Zhu Peng's nest with some strange steps.

　　 "Hey, you just ate my pickles for a month and licked a bowl. Do you really need to drink some water?"

　　 "I'm so annoying, don't worry about it, bang."

　　 Get to know the cook at the table, and get to know the napkin at the table. The future meat X-brained female elves, who would not accept the account when they lifted their pants, left without looking back, and slammed the door of Zhu Peng's house. The man with the apron around his waist was carrying the cut-up pineapple eggs and didn't know what to do. The leftover rice had been fried last night.

"I said how this dead girl kindly sent me back. I didn't have enough to eat in the tavern today. I ran over to eat." Some hateful words, the loyal and honest young man once again shamelessly with pointed ears A new understanding of the degree.