Dressed as a villain: I rely on an iron pot to revive the world of immortals!

Chapter 510

Hearing such a line, Chen Muxue even lost interest, she turned her head and asked Cen Lizhui, "Who is this?"

"My junior sister, I don't know you well." Cen Lizhui replied quickly.

Chen Muxue nodded slightly, she understood, she understands, she understands everything, even though she has been with her for a long time, she feels that Cen Lizhui is a bit dumb except for having more theoretical knowledge and strength, but from the perspective of others Well, he is a favorite, it is more or less normal to have such one or two junior sisters, childhood sweethearts and so on.

It's just that this script is a bit out of character, she is a super villain's script, how did it become a skyfall?That's not right, she and Cen Li chase after the two good brothers, and if they eat fat, they can partner in a relationship where the two fat brothers have a crab pot. Why is it like this?

"Brother, what is unfamiliarity? We grew up together—"

"I was already in my teens when Master picked you up." Cen Lizhui was merciless when facing the tearful junior sister in white.

Xiaochi immediately turned his gaze full of accusations to Chen Muxue: "It's all your fault——"

"Wrong, wrong, wrong~ it's my fault~"

With a light cough, Chen Muxue covered her mouth in embarrassment: "Shut up, shut up."

Xiaochi's eyes were full of disbelief, and he shifted his eyes to Cen Lizhui's face tearfully, as if asking, why doesn't this guy you like play his cards according to the routine?

And the singing sound is somewhat like a mudslide running over the eardrums.

"Uh, so what, you guys should strengthen your brother-sister friendship, where is the kitchen, can I get something to eat?" Chen Muxue scratched her head.

"A person who cultivates immortals still cares about eating in one bite, how vulgar!" Xiaochi said immediately when he heard the words, and looked at Cen Lizhui quite complacently, as if to say that she is a bigu, better than Chen Muxue, right?
Unexpectedly, Cen Li didn't even bother to take a look at her. Instead, he persistently picked up the bowl of unknown substance and stepped forward full of expectation: "I cooked it..."

"Ah, what, I'm actually not hungry. I wonder if there is a guest room where I can take a rest?"

She, Chen Muxue, has been a chef for nearly 20 and a half years. She can't sing, dance, rap or basketball.

Seeing Cen Li chasing Youyuan's small eyes, Chen Muxue sighed, finally took the bowl in his hand, and said slowly: "You disciples of the immortal sect, it seems that you have never done rough work since childhood, this bowl... ...Porridge... must be full of your enthusiasm and love, concern and expectation. In order to cook a bowl of porridge, you carefully handle the ingredients, burn the fire, and inject love into it with the temperature, right? "

Cen Li looked at Chen Muxue with sparkling eyes, and nodded solemnly. Although setting up a fire was not a matter of throwing a fire stone at random, the porridge did carry his care.

Listening to Chen Muxue's feelings, Xiaochi looked down and saw Cen Lizhui's slightly hot fingertips, she couldn't help but tighten the corner of her clothes, and then looked at Chen Muxue with a little darker eyes.

Who knew, before she could turn her gloomy eyes into hatred, a bowl was suddenly stuffed into her hand.

"Hey! Such a heartfelt...cough, porridge, of course it's for your childhood sweetheart junior sister to taste first as a respect!" Chen Muxue gave Xiaochi an encouraging look with a righteous look on his face.

She patted Xiaochi on the shoulder: "Brother's junior sister is my junior sister, good junior sister, come on!"

(End of this chapter)