Chapter 131

Li Qinglian remembers very clearly that the devil once said that after the fish were hooked, they should ask what kind of bean curd this group of people liked. As long as it was different from the bowl that the devil ate, whether it was sweet or salty, they would kill them all!

Most people eat bean curd, which is either sweet or salty.

But what the devil ate was spicy.

The patriarch must be cool!

Li Qinglian's heart is full of thoughts.

Before signing the deed of sale, the little maid had always been a disciple of Tushan sect. She had some feelings for the school. Even though she saw Lin Daoyuan's "killing her relatives" in Yunlai Inn, she is still a little sad now. She just looks down and burns the fire, for fear that Lin Daoyuan can see something from her feelings.

It doesn't matter if the Lord is dead.

The important thing is not to destroy the big devil

Li Qinglian bowed her head, but heard Lin Daoyuan reply: "thank you for your kindness. I'm only half of my body, frozen in the ice, unable to move. I'm afraid I don't have the ability to drink the bean flowers in the court. "

Chen xinglie shook his sleeves.

Click.

Lin Daoyuan's whole body was frozen, broken into ice sand and swept on the ground.

"Thank you very much."

Lin Daoyuan bowed his hands and patted his still stiff legs and feet. He found that the cold air had dissipated a little and was barely able to walk. So he went to the yard and came to Li Qinglian's bonfire and said, "excuse me, Miss Li. I'll give you a bowl of bean curd."

Li Qinglian was a little distracted for a moment.

In the past, when Lin Daoyuan spoke to her in Tu Shan Zong, he always called her by her name, and did not care about her Princess identity at all.

But now, Lin Daoyuan is very polite.

"What kind of taste would you like, sweet or salty?"

Li Qinglian asked casually, but she thought in her heart: "in Lin Daoyuan's heart, I'm not as good as the little maid around the big devil?"

Lin Daoyuan did not know Li Qinglian's careful thinking. Wen Sheng asked, "has Mr. Chen eaten it?"

Li Qinglian nodded.

Lin Daoyuan said courteously, "let's have a bowl with the same taste as Mr. Chen, please."

"Just a moment, please."

Li Qinglian quickly put out a bowl of spicy bean curd.

Lin Daoyuan held the bowl and was absorbed in eating bean curd. He did not dare to raise his head. As soon as he looked up, he would see the opened jade book on the tea table beside Li Qinglian.

In the book, the flowers, competing for each other's beauty, bloom in the ice and snow, set off by the white flying snow, the color of the flowers is more beautiful.

Is this the secret strategy among the young?

Lin Daoyuan stealthily glanced at the jade book, immediately moved his eyes away, and said in secret: "if my patriarch has been staring at the jade book, Chen xinglie must have mistakenly thought that this patriarch has an idea about the jade book, and he will kill people if he carries his sword!"

Outside the hospital.

Chen xinglie stands in front of many ice sculptures with a big sword.

This group of people are all experts in the north.

Chen xinglie examined the faces of the people, and found that most of them did not know each other. The remaining half had only a slight impression and could not even name them.

A bunch of nobody!

Chen xinglie sighed in his heart. He raised his sword and stroked the bright blade. The green movement was gentle, as if he were touching the cheek of his lover.

Kill with a sword?

Chen xinglie shook his head indifferently and sighed: "you just follow Ning fenghan and Mo Yixiao to Qingyun city. You can't be guilty to death. I am a very kind person. I can't kill innocent people. I like making friends. Why don't you come to our courtyard together, eat a bowl of bean curd, and make friends with us? How about writing off today's gratitude and resentment? "

Click

The sound of ice breaking into a sound.

Just as Chen xinglie began to speak, he had secretly used his means to dispel the dark chill above the people's necks. However, under the necks of these people, they were still frozen in ice and could not move.

"Thank you for not killing me!"

"Your magnanimous demeanor is rare in the world. It is a blessing that we can make friends with people like you."

"You are my friend, I have made it! From now on, if you have anything to do, just say hello, I will never frown! "

……

The northern Xinjiang masters cheered.

They thought that they would die, but they did not expect that they could save their lives by drinking a bowl of bean curd.

Is there such a strange thing in the world?

I can't believe it!

Lin Daoyuan was a little distracted and asked Li Qinglian in a low voice: "is it true that Mr. Chen is so kind as he said and never kills innocent people indiscriminately?"

"Ha ha."

Li Qinglian smiles, her eyes from the bowl of bean curd in Lin Daoyuan's hands, and sweeps past.Lin Daoyuan said with a wry smile, "is it possible that bean curd is poisonous?"

Li Qinglian asked faintly: "if the master wants to kill you, is it necessary to poison?"

Lin Daoyuan's eyes were stiff and he didn't say more.

Outside the hospital.

Chen xinglie said calmly, "gentlemen."

The crowd immediately shut their mouths and did not dare to speak. They quietly waited for Chen xinglie to go on.

"Please don't be impatient. The bean curd has already been cooked."

Chen xinglie looked back at the iron pot on the bonfire in the yard and asked slowly, "what flavor do you like?"

Li Qinglian's eyes were full of fear. She was worried that those Northern Xinjiang masters would find her eyes were wrong. She lowered her head in a hurry and pretended to burn the fire.

A series of answers rang out of the courtyard.

"Sweet."

"Salty."

……

For bean curd, it is true that most people are either salty or sweet, and few like spicy flavor.

Only a few people, like Lin Daoyuan before, want to eat a bowl with the same taste as Chen xinglie.

Click!

A crack of ice broke.

The ice broke on these people.

"Xiao Qing."

Chen xinglie greets in the courtyard, way: "on bean flower."

"Yes."

Li Qinglian quickly got up to respond.

The few people happily walked into the yard.

Li Qinglian served bean curd and pepper. The ingredients were enough. The strong spicy flavor was scattered in the wind.

The group of people outside the hospital who did not thaw were in a hurry.

Without waiting for people to open their mouths, the cold air of xuanming billows, and the people who choose sweet and salty taste are frozen into ice sculptures again.

Birds of a feather flock together

Chen xinglie walked slowly back to the courtyard with a big sword in his hand. He sighed in a deep sigh: "Alas, those people outside, even if they eat a bean curd, are not the same as this one. How can they make friends with us?"

The northern experts in the courtyard were so scared that they were holding bowls of bean curd, like wax puppets. No one dared to speak.

"Since you are friends of this seat, you may as well help us first."

Chen xinglie pointed to the group of ice sculptures in the street and said calmly: "these standing ice sculptures are in my eyes. Would you please help me break them?"

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