Hell Chef: My ingredients are weird

"Why do you hide your bloodline ability? Wait, your bloodline ability is flash?"

Song Yu asked very puzzled.

Xiao Hei thought for a while, and replied: "Yes, I don't want him to know that there is indeed a connection between us, and we can feel it without testing."

Song Yu: ...

If Xuan Cheng knew the truth, he wondered if he would cry.

Probably not, he is a serious old man.

"You really have the same blood?"

Xiao Hei nodded.

Song Yu thought for a while, and said to Xiao Hei: "If he finds out that you have a blood connection with him, and you have blood abilities, maybe your blood is stronger than theirs. At that time, this old man will not only take you back , and it is possible to use the resources of their mysterious turtle clan to let you practice."

Xiao Hei continued to shake his head, as if he didn't care about these resources.

"No, I can drink a pot of soy milk every day now."

Song Yu said: "But with the support of Xuan Cheng, you can drink more than ten pots a day, and you can drink for many years."

Xiao Hei froze.

It froze for a while, then stretched its neck and looked out the door.

It's a pity that Xuancheng's figure has long since disappeared at the end of the alley and has long been out of sight.

"What? Regret it?"

Song Yu looked amused and couldn't help asking.

Xiao Hei finally came to his senses, "No, I don't regret it, so I won't go back with them."

Song Yu didn't provoke it anymore, let it flash out by itself, and continued to be a security guard.

What kind of magical beast is in the store, that is to bluff Xuancheng.

Song Yu didn't know what the Xuangui family was like, so when facing Xuancheng, his attitude was normal, just like ordinary diners.

And this old man looked serious, with the aura of being in a high position, but he was quite polite to himself.

At least his attitude is not bad, so Song Yu left a good impression when he met the Xuangui clan for the first time.

"Brother Song..."

Xia Tian came in and shouted.

"What's wrong?"

Song Yu watched him rush in and asked involuntarily.

"Brother Song, look at this."

In Xia Tian's hands, a video is playing.

Song Yu raised his eyelids and looked at him, "This is the video of the woman in red yesterday, what's the problem?"

"Brother Song, have you seen it?"

"There are not many videos with millions of likes, isn't it normal for me to see them?"

Xia Tian was stunned for a while, then laughed and said: "That's right, I almost regarded you as those cultivators who never play with mobile phones."

"Brother Song, do you know where this video came from?"

Song Yu frowned: "This video? You took it?"

He suddenly saw Xia Tian's shy expression.

"Brother Song, you really know everything."

Song Yu also saw the account that posted the video.

[My life is oily, but I am not oily)

It really is summer.

He also found some other accounts with a large number of fans to repost some videos.

No wonder I saw several videos of the woman in red last night.

"Brother Song, her name is Liyan, but the strange thing is that she doesn't seem to remember anything except her own name, but she can live a normal life with no problem with her common sense."

Xia Tian said very puzzled.

"But Brother Song, she's quite easy to get along with. After I met her by chance last night, I told her that those were all misunderstandings, explained it again, and then she asked me to help her."

"Let you help her?"

Song Yu frowned.

"That's right, her goal is to slay demons and eliminate demons to become a real heroine, but there are too many ghosts now, it's a complete waste of her strength to find a few little ghosts like her..."

Xia Tian blah blah blah blah, Song Yu finally understood.

It turned out that when Li Yan was catching the kid yesterday, Xia Tian happened to bump into her.

Xia Tian wanted to explain again, so he told how they and Su Xianlong and others took risks to kill ghosts and break the ghost domain.

Then Liyan realized that she had really made a mistake, and the two sides talked together.

What Xia Tian didn't expect was that Li Yan had only one goal, and that was to slay demons and demons, and sweep away all injustices in the world.

Of course, the latter one is a bit difficult, but no one is more proficient in slaying demons and demons than Xia Tian, ​​who is in the Secret Affairs Bureau.

Xia Tian told Li Yan that these low-level ghosts should be dealt with by the Special Affairs Bureau and ordinary disciples of the Three Sects.

And Li Yan has such a strong strength, so he should find those powerful ghosts, so as to minimize the threat of ghosts to ordinary people.

Li Yan was moved.

As a result, Xia Tian was completely reduced to an intelligence organization, and Li Yan went all out to catch and caught hundreds of evil ghosts and fierce ghosts in one night, as well as a red-clothed fierce ghost.

The red-clothed ghosts are not easy to catch, Xia Tian knows only one.

"Brother Song, I applied for her to be a member of the Special Operations Team of the Special Affairs Bureau, do you think so? From now on, we will catch those monsters and ghosts every day."

Song Yu was a little confused.

Is this Li Yan's goal?

She was also fooled by Xia Tian?

But thinking about her mentality, it seems really possible.

"It's not important. I want to know a question now. Has she apologized to Daoist Su?"

"ah?"

Xia Tian was at a loss.

Then he realized, "Not yet, she said that she would apologize to Senior Su after meeting him."

Song Yu thought to himself, Li Yan really has no airs, how did she get such a high strength?

She can easily beat Su Xianlong, and her strength is estimated to be at least in the middle and late stages of the True Monarch Realm, or even the peak.

"Brother Song, let me buy a few cups of soy milk."

Xia Tian caught a ghost to recharge, happily took the soy milk and left.

It seems that Xia Tian has found a thigh hug.

Two days passed, and Li Yan was completely annoyed.

This is due to summer.

Xia Tian specially found someone to run it, making Li Yan angry.

This account and Li Yan became popular at the same time. How much money Xia Tian earned is another matter, but it opened up a way for many practitioners to get rich.

Of course, the currency in their eyes is only ghosts and monsters, and points.

"Blessing benefactors, I'm in Jingming City now, is there any powerful ghost haunting me nearby? I went to the live broadcast and collected it."

"My family, I'm a little Taoist priest who just came down from the mountain. Our purpose is to catch ghosts live..."

"Amitabha, it seems that this ghost is extremely powerful, the benefactor told me the address..."

...

When Song Yu discovered this craze, he was a little at a loss.

The practice world seems to be a bit off.

These cultivators are crazy, one by one they opened the live broadcast, or found someone to operate the account, and then swaggered and asked these netizens.

Family members, where are the ghosts?

Family members, where are the demons?

family……

Biased.

Song Yu secretly sighed.

"Master Kendo, this is..."

When he saw Jian Xunxian and the other two coming in, he greeted him.

"Boss Song, Jian is not a surname." Jian Xunxian weakly emphasized.

Song Yu was stunned, and asked, "Prince Xunxian, what are you doing? Why are you in such a mess?"

Jian Xunxian shook his head lightly, "Boss Song, first come three pieces of watermelon, and then three servings of top-quality Liangcheng Beef Noodles."

Their faces were full of exhaustion.

Jian Xunxian, Lin Yuan, and a monk.

It's just that this monk is wearing a black monk's robe, with a jet-black saber slung around his waist, which is a bit different from other monks' painting style.

Since the other party didn't want to say more, Song Yu suppressed his curiosity.

The breath of the three of them was also unstable, and they had obviously experienced fierce battles.

Song Yu watched them quickly eat three pieces of watermelon before recovering mentally.

The three blocked other diners and chatted with each other.

But obviously, the expressions of the three of them were somewhat helpless and bitter.

Jian Xunxian said calmly: "I didn't expect this defeat. The innermost layer is actually a layer of defense that cannot be broken through."

Lin Yuan frowned and said nothing. Obviously, he didn't expect it either.

The monk glanced around and said: "Your strength is improved by using this place?"

Lin Yuan nodded.

The black-clothed monk carefully sensed the improvement the watermelon brought him, and looked at the menu again.

"Dongpo pork...Wensi tofu..."

Ananda Dao couldn't help looking at Wensi Tofu.

He seems to be different from other monks, but as an orthodox Buddhist monk, he still abstains from meat and fish.

What he didn't know was that Wensi Tofu looked like a vegetable dish, but it also contained shredded pork.

"If you have some heaven-defying treasure, you may have a chance to get this white tiger battle spirit and add a golden supernatural power to bless your Ananda knife."

Lin Yuan said in a deep voice.

Jian Xunxian glanced at him, listened to the agitation in his tone, hesitated to speak.

My good friend, why does he feel that after leaving the mountain this time, he has changed a lot.

This is 69 gold coins, unless they go through the difficulty to take out the inherited treasures in their Fazang Cave, otherwise there is no way they can get enough.

If he did this, even if Du Nan was a genius, he would probably have to be caught by their Dharma Venerable and face the wall for hundreds of years.

Ananda Dao-Wu Nan is a genius disciple of the previous generation of Buddhism, and now he is considered the top combat power of Buddhism, but he still has to listen to their Dharma Venerable.

Just like Jian Xunxian himself has to listen to Master Daoxuan.

Some are because of their status, and some are because of their strength and cultivation. Only they know the details.

Jian Xunxian reminded: "Gold coins can only be exchanged for heaven-level wonders, which is the Bodhisattva realm of your Buddhism."

Du Nan frowned: "Then how did you awaken the Heavenly Demon Dominant Body?"

He looked at Lin Yuan, a little puzzled.

"I've exhausted all the resources I've accumulated over the years, and only managed to gather around twenty gold coins."

Lin Yuan replied.

Du Nan looked at Jian Xunxian.

Jian Xunxian quickly said: "Don't look at me, I have no money."

Du Nan recited the Buddha's name silently, closed his eyes and continued to adjust his breath.

Jian Xunxian and Lin Yuan looked at each other, both seeing the curiosity in each other's eyes.

If Duan really wanted the white tiger battle spirit and the gold-type supernatural powers, it was not impossible. If he could really get the treasures that had been passed down by his family for thousands of years, he would have a real chance to get them.

"Brother..."

Su Xianlong walked in with a displeased face, and when she saw Jian Xunxian, her expression eased a little.

Jian Xunxian untied the sound barrier and looked at Su Xianlong.

"Linxian, who messed with you?"

"Yesterday, I met a woman who probably had the peak cultivation of the earth rank, and she unreasonably troubled me."

Jian Xunxian raised his eyebrows: "You were beaten?"

Su Xianlong's face turned dark, and she stopped talking.

Song Yu looked amused, but suddenly felt that something was wrong with the surrounding atmosphere. When he turned around, the woman in red was standing at the door, and Xia Tian sneaked to the next door.

Good guy, I started eating melons directly.

Because the protagonist of the event is complete.