Chapter 5
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"Hey, I haven't killed anyone yet!"
With her pale lips trembling, Zhen Xiaoxiao hurried into the hole in the wall to search for the unlucky guy.
The Li family's courtyard was small, and the Ovens were just outside the south wall. As soon as she got out of the hole, she was petrified.
The reality was completely different from what she had imagined. Not only was the lightning struck man not dead, but he was also alive and kicking.
Full of energy, he leaned over the stove and dipped his head directly into the pot of porridge, gulping it down. Even a starving ghost would feel ashamed of its inferiority to the way he gulped down the porridge!
It was hard to meet a bosom friend!
"I didn't expect that there would be someone in this world with taste that is even more refined than Violet Ring. He actually tasted the hidden charm of my cooking!"
The Dark God of Cooking wiped his tears with his sleeve, extremely excited. Looking at the swollen pig face of the lightning struck man, he only had one thought in his mind.
"This man is so f * cking handsome!"
Gurgle!
The unyielding protest of the large intestine interrupted Zhen Xiaoxiao's self-hypnosis.
Hungry!
Ever since she was kicked out of the restaurant by Tang Qi, she hadn't eaten a single grain of rice.
However, after countless painful lessons, Zhen Xiaoxiao didn't dare to fight with the lightning struck man for food. She was full of grievances and had nowhere to vent them, so she could only take out the stone from her sleeve and scold it.
"You bastard! Not only did you abandon your lovely, naive, and honest daughter, who has never done anything bad in her life, eloped with a man, but you also ran away with all the money in the family! How am I supposed to buy food? "
The black stone and the red jade pendant on his neck were a pair of family heirlooms that Zhen Xiaoxiao had brought with her when she was still an infant.
However, Zhen Xiaoxiao always liked to use the black stone to study it. Sometimes, he would sit there for half a day. Only when he silently stared at the black stone would he change his usual silly look. There was a sharp, cold flame flickering in his blue eyes.
So over time, whenever he wanted to complain about his second father, Zhen Xiaoxiao would take out the stone to vent his anger.
However, this time, the stone who had accumulated far too many grievances finally flipped out!
Just as Zhen Xiaoxiao's line of sight came into contact with the stone surface, a series of densely packed words suddenly followed her line of sight and forced their way into her brain!
"Bang!"
Without any warning, Zhen Xiaoxiao fell on his back.
However, the man struck by lightning did not hear the sound.
Because he was absorbing the special spiritual energy emitted by the porridge, his hollow eyes shone with a dazzling silver light.
It was as if at this moment, he had returned to his former dignified appearance in white. When he closed his eyes, his eyelashes were covered with frost, like the most tranquil ice and snow in the world. When he opened his eyes, the flowing light at the corner of his eyes was ever-changing. It was as if even the starlight of a world could not outline the fighting spirit between his eyebrows.
"Don't let him escape!"
There was the roar of the flames of war and the roar of divine beasts!
"Killing the Son of God!"
A long saber belonging to his follower pierced through his chest. Waves of demonic thunder flowed into his body through the long saber!
Boom!
His soul was destroyed!
But there was still a chance of survival!
The main soul, which was the most severely injured, flew out of the vast sea of stars and finally landed in an uninhabited small courtyard in a lush forest on a barren star.
Without the nourishment of this hot porridge with special spiritual energy, his scattered will might never wake up again.
As his memory disappeared, the mind of the man struck by lightning became chaotic again. It was as if the peerless beauty that had just flashed by was fake, and the aura of looking down on the world had never existed.
Lifting his head, he hesitantly looked at the pot of porridge and then at the motionless woman on the ground. He suddenly felt a little guilty. If he had known that this woman was weak and prone to convulsions, he would have given her a bowl of that delicious porridge. Uh, no! Half a bowl?
It was night, and it was extremely cold. The grass and trees were covered with frost.
When Zhen Xiaoxiao opened his eyes, a swollen pig's face appeared in front of him.
The concern in the eyes of the man struck by lightning was touching. Moreover, the red jade pendant on his neck and the black stone in his hand were still there, which made Zhen Xiaoxiao think highly of this man.
Honest! Honest! Definitely not a thief!
"What's your name?" His good impression of him deepened. Zhen Xiaoxiao blinked his eyes, forgetting that he had asked the same question before.
"Zhou." Although the man didn't talk much, his words were clear.
Porridge again? What a foodie!
Zhen Xiaoxiao sat up and patted the shoulder of the man struck by lightning with a smile.
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