God of Cooking, Monster: No, we have become ingredients

The methods of the Undead Curse Valley are somewhat similar to those of the Witch Clan in East Continent, but the strength of the two is completely different.

Although Cursed Valley is not a holy land for the undead, the reason is simply because the number of people there is too small.

The total number of disciples in the entire Curse Valley is less than 5. Moreover, the skills in the Curse Valley are extremely difficult to practice and have many restrictions.

But even so, Curse Valley's methods are quite fearful of even the three holy places of the undead.

After suffering continuous defeat at the hands of the human race, the immortal emperors thought hard and finally came up with this solution.

The frontal combat power of the Curse Valley is very weak, but if there is a medium, once the curse can be cast, it can be killed directly even if it is thousands of miles away.

At present, all the immortal emperors want this method to deal with the human race.

You are no match for the frontal battlefield, right? Then we fight evil with poison and evil with evil.

No matter how evil your human race is, is there anything you can do in the face of the Curse Valley's curse?

As for the issue of obtaining media, there is no need to worry. After a big battle, it would be easy to get two hairs on your head.

Seeing the Master of the Cursed Valley nodding solemnly, all the immortal emperors present were convinced, and then smiled.

"Then it's settled. I'll figure out a way to deal with the medium later. You can start preparing in Curse Valley."

"Yes."

Finally, they figured out a way to deal with the human race, and the immortal emperors finally felt better.

Let Curse Valley take action, and by surprise, we should be able to win back a victory, at least it won't be so difficult anymore.

The undead are really in great need of a victory now. It seems that they have never won since the beginning of the war, which is simply outrageous.

The first battle was a huge defeat, and they suffered repeated defeats after that. The people who fought had no temper at all.

The next battle must turn the tide and we must not fail again.

Just as the undead tribe was thinking of a perfect solution, the human race couldn't hold it any longer.

As wigs arrived one after another, everyone's fighting spirit continued to rise.

Therefore, on this day, the human race launched another attack.

The two sides fought fiercely together again, and Ye Changqing also built a greenhouse and prepared meals.

Both the undead and the human race are already familiar with this kind of battle.

Only this time, the undead behaved a little strangely.

Just like Qi Xiong, Hong Zun and the others were fighting fiercely with the undead warriors. Why were these guys pulling their hair out?

He grabbed a handful whenever he got the chance, leaving Qi Xiong, Hong Zun and others confused.

Why are you so interested in wigs?

In order to avoid any accidents during the battle, Qi Xiong, Hong Zun and others also made special preparations to prevent their wigs from falling off.

But now, why are these undead people fixating on their wigs?

Moreover, after they succeeded, why did everyone look so excited?

For a moment, the human race was a little confused, and the undead tribe also started to feel uncomfortable? Do you hit someone by grabbing their hair first?

"Stop puckering up, you're going to be bald."

Xu Jie had his wigs pulled off many times by the direct disciple of the Withered Ghost Holy Land across from him, and he couldn't help but cursed angrily.

It's completely sick. If you want to be beaten, then hit me hard. Why are you always pulling out my hair? And it’s a wig.

Xu Jie was surprised. If you are so interested in a wig, do you think you have to expose my bald head to be satisfied?

Naturally, the undead people don't know that all members of the human race are wearing wigs.

There was no way around it. The side effects of Sun Ming's elixir were simply outrageous. Even people at the level of the Great Emperor couldn't resist it once they took it.

At most, the difference is how much it drops.

But damn, if half of your hair is lost, it will look even uglier than losing all of it, so even Qi Xiong, Hong Zun, and even Yunxiantai, Shi Qingfeng and the others all wore wigs.

The undead didn't know anything about it yet, so everything went smoothly.

The human race is completely unprepared for this.

Also, who the hell is wrong with always guarding that wig during a life and death battle?

After successfully succeeding, he carefully put away the wig, and many undead strong men sneered in their hearts.

"Success."

"It's really stupid. These humans probably don't know our plan yet."

"I'll curse them to death later."

"withdraw."

At this moment, the Undead Emperor of the Undead tribe gave the order to retreat.

In this battle, they had never thought about fighting the human race. Now that they had successfully obtained a lot of hair, it was naturally time to retreat.

Following this order to retreat, the undead quickly retreated, showing no intention of fighting.

"Is this going to be back?"

"What the hell, I haven't eaten yet, why are you finishing the fight?"

"Have you got a quarter of an hour?"

The human race is completely confused. What the hell are you doing? Just after a face-to-face meeting, he was immediately defeated? How about acting in public?

The most angry thing is the many people who didn't have time to eat.

Everyone took turns to eat, naturally there was a priority, but they were defeated as soon as they met, which made many people have no time to eat at all.

"What do these bitches want?"

Just letting the human race get angry and even pursue them, the undead race was determined to leave and would not give them a chance to entangle.

What a joke, they have already pinched the fate of these human races, they just need to go back and let Curse Valley directly cast spells to kill them.

Why bother fighting to the death with a group of human race fools here?

So the undead people ran very fast.

Watching the undead leave in depression, everyone was speechless.

"What should I do now? I haven't eaten yet?"

"What a bunch of losers. How long have they been fighting and they are now defeated?"

"No matter what, let's go to the greenhouse first and maybe have a sip of soup."

"What is said is what is said."

Near the greenhouse, many human monks had gathered around, and Ye Changqing was also confused at this time.

"Failed?"

Ye Changqing was puzzled. Was he defeated? Is it over when you finish cooking the noodles?

For a while, Ye Changqing always felt that this genocide war was a bit of a joke?

Isn't it so tragic? Have you ever seen a genocide war, a battle involving millions of people, where the winner can be decided in less than a quarter of an hour?

But in fact, the undead did indeed retreat, and they did so without any hesitation.

"Brother Changqing, the undead have been defeated, so we can't waste the food. Why don't we eat it?"

"That's right."

"Little friend Changqing, I'm injured, so let's have a bowl of soup first."

"I'm also injured. These undead are really fierce."

Everyone was chattering one after another. Hearing this, Ye Changqing was helpless, but after looking at the many ingredients that had been taken out and prepared, they were just waiting to be put into the pot.

After thinking about it, Ye Changqing finally nodded.

That's all. Even if it's a benefit to everyone, they're all prepared to eat anyway. Now that the undead have retreated, it's okay.