Invincible BOSS System

Zhao Yumeng is naturally indispensable. Soon the two came to the desk, Chen Xinglie wrote, and Zhao Yumeng helped him polish the ink.

"Chen Lang is this?"

She looked at Chen Xinglie's neat handwriting, but what surprised her was not the handwriting, but the content.

Chen Xinglie smiled, "No tongue, it's time to go one step further."

He only said these words, and then the two of them were speechless.

With their minds, it is naturally easy to understand the truth.

Time passed, and the second day soon came.

A light rain floated in the sky, and in front of Chen Xinglie's house, except for Shang Qingkong who was still immersed in the state of epiphany, everyone else had their own gains and returned to their residence to retreat.

They want to summarize what they have learned.

Only Shang Qingkong was still sitting cross-legged on the ground, his clothes already wet by the rain.

But she didn't know it.

The longer the epiphany, the greater the harvest.

But those who have had an epiphany like this for more than a day are rare.

It can be seen that Shang Qingkong's qualifications are terrifying.

"Xiaoqing, hold an umbrella for her."

Chen Xinglie gave orders casually. During this period of time, there were a lot of things, but he didn't even order Li Qinglian to do much.

Now I take this opportunity to make more calls to let this girl understand the sinister world.

Li Qinglian suddenly heard Chen Xinglie's voice, and her heart suddenly jumped.

It took a while to react.

This free time should be the happiest time in her life.

Chen Xinglie, who had not been ordered to do anything at any time, couldn't help feeling a moment of relief.

In addition, there are always Shang Qingkong and other masters around, and the road to martial arts is like riding a rocket, and it improves rapidly.

She is more than a little bit better than she was in Qingyun City.

All of this stopped abruptly until Chen Xinglie spoke.

She felt like she was going back again.

Back to the day when I set up an iron pot to cook bean curd in the yard.

"Sure enough, I still couldn't escape the control of the demon."

Li Qinglian slandered a few words secretly, but did not dare to neglect Chen Xinglie's instructions.

The image of the big demon in her heart is so inferior that it can be resolved because it has not been seen for a short period of time.

She suddenly felt sad in her life.

Fortunately, she seemed to be used to it.

Li Qinglian ran into the house, then took out a long umbrella from inside.

She just held her umbrella and stood in a daze in the rain.

And under her feet was Shang Qingkong, who was still enlightened.

Chen Xinglie looked up at the sky. It seemed that he hadn't been so relaxed for a long time. During this time, he had encountered many things.

Fortunately, now, the originally tense mind suddenly relaxed.

He is also rarely quiet.

However, he suddenly thought of someone.

Qingcheng.

According to his observations over the past few days, this person must be looking for something to do with him, but he has not said anything for some reason.

As for what it was, Chen Xinglie could figure it out without using his mind.

What else can make this Dignified Cloudscape City Lord be so devastated besides the Yun Family?

Perhaps, why did Emperor Dagan choose Yunjing City as his resting place?

Do not rule out the idea of ​​borrowing a knife to kill.

It's just that Chen Xinglie's knife can be borrowed so easily.

Not many people can use him.

At this moment, if nothing happens, Na Qingcheng should be in the manor, preparing meals for Chen Xinglie and others.

Ever since he came to Yunjing City, he can always see the shadow of my Yunjing City Lord after his busy schedule.

In the eyes of Chen Xinglie and others, this person did not look like a city lord, but like a cook.

Almost every morning in the morning, Qingcheng would come to this manor immediately, and the carriages were filled with all the top ingredients.

Of course, fine wine is even more indispensable.

Immediately afterwards, this person will command the servants of the city lord's mansion who comes with him, and begin to prepare food after busy.

In the end, he even cooks himself, at least 18 dishes, and Chen Xinglie was a little touched.

However, he still understands this truth if he is indifferent and commits crimes.

Sure enough, at noon, Qing Cheng, as usual, came to invite Chen Xinglie to have a meal.

Chen Xinglie took a deep look at him, and then his figure flickered before disappearing where he was.

I have to say that this Santo’s dishes are really good.

Rao is Chen Xinglie, who is almost unmoved by foreign objects, can't help but move his index finger.

"Chen Sheng, please take your time." Qing Cheng stood aside and made a gesture of please. He has never been at the table. He would take them away when he watched Chen Xinglie and others take their seats.

Come again in the evening.

"Chen Sheng, in order to take care of Girl A Chou's taste, I deliberately replaced all the dishes with meat dishes. I hope Chen Sheng will not blame it."

He was respectful, and looked at the look on his face, but he was a little frightened.

Chen Xinglie shook his head, "Maybe something."

Qingcheng let out a sigh of relief.

He has been trying to figure out Chen Xinglie's thoughts these days, and found that he is not like the rumors said, but a peerless monster.

On the contrary, many times, Chen Xinglie is very polite.

Although it has always given people a strong sense of distance, it is not inaccessible.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel relieved.

But just when he was about to say goodbye to Chen Xinglie and leave, Chen Xinglie's voice suddenly appeared in his ears.

"City Owner Qingcheng, I have a question. Is it because Yunjing City is a country where the people live and work in peace and contentment? Otherwise, why do you have time to come here every day to do some cooking?"

Qing Cheng's figure trembled, and his mind turned quickly.

But he couldn't guess what Chen Xinglie meant.

He raised his head and met Chen Xinglie's gaze with a smile, and his heart trembled.

"Chen Sheng joked, and I only admire Chen Sheng's prestige, this is...this is the purpose of fulfilling the friendship of a landlord."

Qing Cheng smiled, didn't dare to wait for a moment, just guilty, and then left here.

On the right hand side of Chen Xinglie, Zhao Yumeng looked deeply at the back of Qing Cheng who was far away.

She could also see that this person should have something to do.

In fact, except for the one A Chou who only cared about eating meat, and Li Qinglian who was not very bright in his mind, everyone else could see it.

It's just that no one dared to interrupt Chen Xinglie's matter.

They just didn't see it.

"It's interesting."

Chen Xinglie suddenly sighed, then his figure flashed and disappeared.

At the same time, outside this manor.

Qing Cheng was already sweating profusely, and only then did he feel the deterrence brought by Chen Xinglie, just a few words in his eyes, almost made him ugly.

"Fortunately, Chen Sheng should not see anything."

He patted his chest, and then got into a carriage in front of him, ready to go home.