God of Cooking, grilling skewers attracted the fairy beasts

The satisfied senior brother rejoined the battle with a bowl in one hand and a sword in the other.

"If you're injured, go back and drink porridge quickly. Don't get in the way here."

This senior brother killed a Xuanyin Sect disciple who was about to attack him with a single sword backhand.

After taking a sip of porridge, he didn't forget to poke fun at his scarred junior brother.

"Senior brother, what you said is a bit heartless. If you hadn't just ran to grab the porridge, I wouldn't have been beaten and turned into such a miserable state."

The junior brother leaned on his sword and limped towards Li Heng.

"Junior brother, hurry...give me a bowl of porridge."

Li Heng stood behind the stove when he suddenly heard an intermittent, feeble voice calling him.

"okay!"

Quickly scooping a spoonful of spiritual porridge, Li Heng looked up and found that there was no one in front of him.

"Strange? Someone called me just now. Where is the person? Could it be that I am hallucinating?"

Suddenly, there was a "pop" and a bloody hand appeared on the edge of the stove.

"I go."

Li Heng was frightened, leaned forward, and found a senior brother lying in front of the stove with blood pouring out from his body.

It's broad daylight and a ghost movie is being played here.

Looking at the long, somewhat oozing blood stain behind the senior brother, I realized that I had crawled all the way over.

He didn't even faint after losing so much blood. It seems that this senior brother's willpower is very tenacious.

After Li Heng wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, he quickly put down the spoon in his hand, stepped forward and helped his senior brother who was lying on the ground.

"Senior brother, are you okay? I see you are bleeding a lot."

Looking at the senior brother who was unable to stand firmly, Li Heng felt that he might fall to the ground in the next moment, so he asked cautiously.

He's already injured like this, and he doesn't want to take a pill or anything to calm down.

"Junior brother Li Heng, no, don't worry, here, just give me a bowl of porridge."

You're so injured, and you still say you're fine?

Li Heng was speechless for a while, not knowing whether the spiritual porridge he cooked could repair his injuries.

If you can't control it anymore, let's try it first. If it doesn't work, you can only ask the saint or the sect leader to take action.

"Senior Sister Lingxuan, please help me serve a bowl of porridge."

Li Heng found that he had nothing to offer, so he had to ask Su Lingxuan to help.

"Ok."

Su Lingxuan put down the bowl of porridge she was drinking from, and quickly filled another bowl and handed it to Li Heng.

Li Heng looked at this senior brother who had difficulty raising his eyelids. It seemed that it was unrealistic for him to drink porridge from a bowl by himself.

There was no other way, Li Heng could only feed him.

After two lifetimes, this was the first time he fed a man, and he always felt a little awkward.

Especially this senior brother was staring at Li Heng with a grateful look while drinking porridge.

"Um...Senior brother, why don't you just close your eyes and don't look at me like this, okay?"

Li Heng was so shocked that he had goosebumps all over the floor. You're not a girl, so why are you being so sensational?

I have to say that the porridge cooked by Li Heng has a good healing effect.

After this senior brother drank the porridge, it only took a moment for him to burn the incense before his physical injuries recovered.

Li Heng directly transformed into a wet nurse on the battlefield, a moving spring, and he was there wherever someone was injured.

Song Qingfeng's battlefield situation is in great shape, but who is suffering the most now?

The most uncomfortable thing is the group of grandchildren of Xuanyin Sect.

While fighting desperately, he had to endure the bursts of fragrance coming from the side from time to time.

"Damn it, brothers, follow me and chop this idiot cook to death."

A disciple of Xuanyin Sect couldn't stand this torture anymore and roared loudly.

With great difficulty, he beat a disciple of the Tiandao Sect to a severely disabled state.

In the blink of an eye, this guy was jumping up and down to challenge him again. It was really unbearable for his uncle, but not for his aunt.

What he didn't expect was that what he shouted was like poking a hornet's nest, instantly making all the disciples of the Tiandao Sect full of anger.

"You bastards dare to scold our Junior Brother Li Heng."

"Brothers, fuck them to death hard."

"Don't kill the guy who yelled just now. Keep it for me. I'm going to tear his mouth apart."

Look, what does it mean: "One stone hits a thousand waves." This is it.

All the senior brothers were excited, and the person who shouted was honored to be everyone's number one target.

The disciples who originally had reservations, stimulated by these words, directly changed their tactics and switched to a life-threatening style of fighting, exchanging injuries for injuries.

Anyway, after they are injured, they can just go down and have a bowl of porridge for a while, but the enemy on the opposite side does not have this treatment.

"Brother Li Heng, I'll be back soon."

Hearing someone scolding his brother Li Heng, Lu Xiaoxiao, who was drinking porridge at the side, quit and directly applied to join the battlefield.

Lu Xiaoxiao rushed straight in front of the Xuanyin Sect disciple who had just set the rhythm, and came up with a mouth that slapped several of the man's back molars away.

"I'll let you be a bitch."

"I asked you to scold me, brother Li Heng."

Lu Xiaoxiao gave the Xuanyin Sect disciple who was lying on the ground and spitting out his teeth "tui, tui" a good beating, and at the same time, his mouth was not idle.

Physical attacks are mixed with magic attacks, making it difficult to defend against.

The screams of "Ah, ah" resounded throughout the battlefield again.

"Little junior sister, please be merciful, you can't kill this turtle grandson so easily, and give us a chance to vent our anger."

In addition to Lu Xiaoxiao, several senior brothers also focused on this foul mouth and wanted to vent their anger on Li Heng.

After venting his anger, Lu Xiaoxiao clapped his hands with satisfaction and called it a day after hearing the shouts from his senior brothers.

This foul-mouthed disciple had just passed out after experiencing the torture of the deer.

Now he was surrounded by several senior brothers.

"Hey, hey, hey."

Several senior brothers shook their shoulders and approached the unconscious Xuanyin Sect disciple with evil smiles. They slapped him awake first, and then punched and kicked him.

At this moment, this Xuanyin Sect disciple finally realized what life was worse than death, and he began to regret his bad words.

He thought that Li Heng was just a cook with low cultivation, so if he was killed, he would be killed. What a big deal.

Who would have thought that before he took action, he just scolded the cook, and now even death has become a luxury wish.

"Devils, you are the devils!"

No one paid attention to his roar, and after being tortured for a while, this mean-mouthed disciple finally breathed his last.

Before he died, he finally realized that the cook Li Heng was the last person in this group of people to offend. Unfortunately, he realized it too late.

After dealing with the provocateur, the battlefield became quieter, and the voices clamoring to kill the cook disappeared.

The precedent is here. If you offend others, you will die, but if you offend the cook, death will become a luxury.

Lu Xiaoxiao was like a victorious rooster, with his head raised and arms akimbo, and he returned to Li Heng triumphantly.

After seeing Lu Xiaoxiao's heroic performance, Li Heng's mouth twitched twice.

The hand holding the spoon shook and spilled the porridge on the ground.

"Junior brother Li Heng, be careful, the porridge is spilled!"

"Oh, oh, this senior brother, I'm so sorry."

Li Heng apologized quickly. Lu Xiaoxiao was really becoming more and more violent, but I have to say, it was really a relief.

Li Heng was just cooking, and he didn't provoke these Xuanyin Sect disciples. He dared to shout and kill him. He was indeed a bunch of scum with really low quality.

"Xiao Xiao, well done!"

Li Heng filled a bowl of porridge, rubbed the deer's head, and then handed the porridge to Lu Xiaoxiao.