Chapter 1952 Don't worry about it!

  Somewhere, I've been living here all the time, lest the person who would be found knocked over the long table in front of me in anger after listening to Fengying's report!

   The sound of shattering porcelain resounded throughout the hall.

  The person working in the kitchen heard the sound, holding a manual egg beater in his hand, "What's the matter, miss? Who made you lose such a big temper when you have been calm for months?"

The woman who wrapped herself in the black cloak stood up, kicked away the obstacles, walked quickly to the person who had recently been addicted to studying recipes, and said in a voice so hoarse that she could barely hear: "She actually said that I Playing a little trick!"

   "His Royal Highness the 'Holy Son' of the Dangtang Temple of Darkness chose to cooperate with Baixietang. Isn't that a little trick?"

He continued to stir the egg liquid in the basin with an egg beater, and said, "I told you before that the head of the Hundred Evil Hall is not a qualified partner, and he is not as hostile to His Highness Killing God as the others. If you choose him, you might choose a helper for His Highness Killing God and an enemy for us.”

   glanced at the hand that was gripping his arm tightly, pointing to the back in time, there were also several scratched scars engraved on it.

   "Besides, if you were willing to admit defeat, where would there be such a play today."

   Although he was serving her, he didn't look like a servant at all. He should be scolded, and he even looked down on some of her decisions.

The    elders felt that it was a good experience to let her over. After all, she had some connections with His Highness Killing God. If it was used properly, the Dark God Temple might become an existence that surpassed other temples.

   As long as there are enough believers, the power will develop very quickly.

However……

Her ability to bear and the ability to judge after encountering things gave him a lot of headaches. If he was the servant of His Royal Highness Killing God, I am afraid that he would have a lot of peace of mind. He didn't even need to think about what to do next, just obey orders. .

   But since he has already worked for the Dark Temple, he still has to give his loyalty, even if the piece of rotten wood in front of him is difficult to carve.

   "After all, you just think she is more suitable than me to be the 'Holy Son' of the Dark Temple!"

As soon as she pushed him away, her body, which was already serving as the center of the circle and was torn by the force in the tunnel, was so weak that she couldn't stand for a long time. Live in the body and be supported by it.

The man who knocked the egg beater twice on the rim of the bowl looked at her panting in pain, and said, "If you still want to recover, don't let your emotions fluctuate too much, don't even kill the people of His Royal Highness. If you don't see it, you will play yourself to death."

   "Don't worry about it!"

   ordered Fengying to take her back to the room to lie down. The small half of the face exposed when the hood shifted to the side was full of fine scratches, and it could be seen that the rest of the body was probably the same.

   Kazekage dutifully stayed by her side, watching her weakly lying on the bed and falling asleep.

   After making sure she was asleep, she slipped out through the crack of the door and went back to the kitchen.

  The man who was studying the recipe started to weigh the flour according to the prompt above, ignoring Kawhi's report, and said to himself, "Maybe I should beat the eggs later."

   Fengying was helpless and could only wait beside him.

   After a while, when the man finally put the finished product in the oven, he heard him say: "This kind of thing should be left to others to deal with, it is not convenient for her to come forward."

   (end of this chapter)