It’s Too Hard To Die Chapter 544: Stable

To be honest, Xiao Bai's cooking skills are pretty good.

Although they can't compare to Ling Xinyun and Liu Shi's cooking skills, they are still pretty good.

Of course, this is without researching new dishes.

If Xiao Bai studies new dishes, his cooking will be on the verge of death, and even Ergou can't stand it.

Therefore, the little monk was still very resistant to Xiao Bai's fried balls.

Unfortunately, if resistance is useful, what is the point of ordering?

"Dog Dan, you will be the first to taste after the meatballs are fried." Xiao Bai put his hands on his hips and laughed while baring his big white teeth.

"Huh?!"

The little monk suddenly burst into tears, his face wrinkled like a bitter gourd, as if he was about to reach the end of his life soon.

When Ergou and the others heard the news, they directly brought in a piece of fine wood, and Si Feihan himself took the pen and drew a few sketches.

"Dog Dan, tell me, what kind of coffin do you want?

Don't be shy, just mention it, we will do our best to satisfy you. " Ergou patted his chest with his paws and said.

Little Monk: I'm a shy hammer, who would be shy when dying?

And shouldn't you comfort me first in a situation like this?

And Si Feihan also turned the paintbrush in his hand and chuckled, "Dog Dan, what kind of coffin do you want? Do you want a sliding lid or a flip lid? Or an open top?

Don't be polite to mention it casually, I will draw you a few sketches first, and you can choose slowly. "

Little Monk: Are coffins so trendy now?

Immediately, the little monk shook his head violently, his focus was wrong!

What he needs in this situation is comfort, not a coffin.

"Crack! Kick!"

A strange voice came from behind the little monk. The little monk turned around curiously, and his head was covered with black lines.

Because behind him, several of his senior brothers have already started to select tools such as saws and hammers to make coffins, and they seem to be seeing which tool is better at hand.

"Where did you get such a complete set of tools?!" the little monk roared in his heart.

Is it alright to bring coffin-making tools with you?

At this time, the three brothers Nangong Yunmo also noticed the little monk's gaze.

Nangong Yunmo gave the little monk a thumbs up and said calmly, "Young junior brother, don't worry, with the three of us personally taking action, we will definitely be able to cut the most suitable and comfortable coffin for you."

"You guys comfort me!" the little monk growled, "Also, I'm not dead yet!"

"It's okay, it's almost time anyway." Zhang Shige waved his hands and smiled.

"God is so fast!" The corner of the little monk's mouth twitched wildly.

At this moment, a pair of warm hands clapped on the shoulders of the little monk, and then a gentle voice came, "Don't panic, you are the disciple of the sect master, the sect master will not harm you, I'm just kidding you."

Don't look up, the little monk also knows who the owner of this voice is.

Must be the gentle and responsible person in the team, a real modest gentleman, the only normal person in the team - Liu Shi.

"Uncle Liu, you are the most reliable at the critical moment!"

Liu Shi didn't say much, and continued to gently pat the little monk's seemingly fragile shoulder.

"Uncle Liu, would you like to taste the **** that Shizun fried for me later?"

After the conversation changed, the little monk suddenly asked.

Hearing this, Liu Shi's palm when he patted the little monk's shoulder suddenly froze, stagnating in the sky as if it had been frozen.

At this moment, he regretted comforting the little monk.

Before Liu Shi could answer, Xiao Bai's voice came again.

"Okay, it's fried, dog egg, let's have a taste.

This is specially made for you, so don't share it with others. "

Xiao Bai picked up the fried **** from the frying pan, put them on a blue and white porcelain plate, and then used his spiritual power to push them in front of the little monk with kindness in his eyes.

The little monk trembled when he saw Xiao Bai smiling.

"It's over, my life is over."

This time I can't even pull others into the water.

Looking at a colorful ball lying flat on the plate in front of him, the little monk couldn't help swallowing, his throat trembling.

If there are several **** of different colors, the little monk can still find some comfort, after all, it looks good.

But now there's only one in the plate, and just this one ball covers almost all the colors.

"Why does this look like a poisonous mushroom..." the little monk muttered in his heart absentmindedly.

Rumor has it that those poisonous mushrooms are colorful.

"What's wrong? Why don't you eat it?" Xiao Bai asked suspiciously.

From the beginning to the present, Xiao Bai didn't feel anything different about the **** he fried.

Really dealt with the saying "people who cook bad food never realize how bad the food they cook is".

"Master, are you sure it's okay to eat this thing?" The little monk pointed to the plate floating in front of him and asked again.

If something happens, he has to swallow dozens of antidote pills in advance to prepare for the poison.

And you have to eat in front of Xiao Bai.

This is stable.

As the saying goes, life matters, everything else is a cloud.

"Of course, I guarantee it with my conscience," Xiao Bai assured.

"Phew!" The little monk took a deep breath, as if he had made up his mind, "Alright then."

The little monk quickly took out the antidote and the life-saving elixir that Xiao Bai had previously given from his space ring.

These elixir are the top elixir, no matter how much injury the user suffers~IndoMTL.com~ even if the soul is gone, eating any of these elixir can save him from the gate of **** return.

And it's the kind that instantly returns to its peak state.

And the little monk has several space rings in his hand.

I don't want so much to be ostentatious, just to add a little sense of security to myself.

Although it is safest to be by the side of his master, there may be an unexpected situation one day that requires him to go out on a mission alone.

If you are chased by others at that time, you will be able to last until your master and the others come to support you just by taking drugs.

Therefore, these senses of security are necessary.

And the situation in front of him is almost an emergency, so this proves that the medicinal pills he has saved are still useful.

"Boom!"

The little monk pulled out the corks of dozens of bottles of medicinal pills in succession, and then directly lifted the medicine bottle, raised his head and poured it into his mouth. inside.

Everyone saw this scene and couldn't help but have black lines all over their heads: Is this really stable, or is it afraid of death?

After pouring hundreds of bottles of medicinal herbs in a row, the little monk finally calmed down a little.

"Master, can I eat by your side?" The little monk asked with a hopeful expression while holding the blue-and-white porcelain plate in both hands.

If you take it next to your master, his safety index will skyrocket.

"Okay, come on."