Overlord, Love Me Tender Chapter 3120: Chu Wuxin cooks himself?

lnmao.org, the fastest update of the Seventh Miss Scrap: Master Emperor, tap the latest chapter!

"General."

Ye Qing came out, interrupting the general's excited words: "We are a little tired, may I ask, is there a place to rest in the city?"

The general was taken aback, reacted quickly, and scratched his head: "I'm really sorry! I don't know how to speak when I speak. Sometimes, although the city has been destroyed by the dark palace, but rest There are still some places."

The resting place is a slightly well-preserved inn five hundred meters away from the city gate.

After walking to the inn, Ye Qingluo's sight was placed only a few hundred meters away from the inn, which was a mansion.

Teams of soldiers stood at the door of the mansion.

Vaguely, I can hear someone talking in the house.

"There is a safe zone. The refugees live there." The general explained.

Ye Qingluo nodded.

"Miss Ye, heroes, please here." The general stretched out his hand and greeted everyone in the inn.

A group of people walked into the inn.

"Today, you will rest here for one night first. Tomorrow we will return to Gu Fengzong, the lord must want to treat you kindly." The general said respectfully, arching his hands towards everyone.

"Hospitality can be enjoyed, but hospitality is unnecessary." Ye Qing laughed, "Dark You Palace has not been forced to retreat, and other things should not be handled."

"Yes, yes, yes." The general smiled embarrassedly and scratched his head. "Then you have to rest first, and I have to go back to the city gate to watch. Later when reinforcements arrive, let them rest for the night. , But I’m here to bother you to rest."

Reinforcements...

Ye Qingluo squinted her eyes slightly: "Prepare some medicine for injury, they may, and they are all injured."

Almost an hour has passed.

The reinforcements haven't arrived yet.

Obviously, it was because something was held back and couldn't come.

There is bound to be a fierce battle.

Although the general had doubts in his heart, he did not ask any questions, nodded in response, and left the inn.

After the soldiers left.

The students of the Demon Class, who had been pretending to be serious, collapsed on the ground in an instant.

There are a few more, walking quickly to the kitchen, trying to find some drinks and food.

I didn't move, but suddenly I smelled a scent, snorting.

Immediately, I saw a red figure walking over with a large tray.

The youth's complexion was cold, like frost, without a trace of temperature in his eyes.

Wearing a red shirt, it didn't make him look so beautiful, on the contrary, it added a bit of chill.

"Eat."

He spit out two words coldly and slapped the tray.

The tray steadily fell on the central table of the inn.

The brothers of the Demon Class were all stunned when they saw this figure.

"Chu, Chu Wuxin?!"

Liu Xiaoyu glanced, braving the heat, the fragrant food, and then at Chu Wuxin, who was not warm on his face, shivered: "You, are you sure, this is for us... to eat?"

Chu Wuxin gave her a cold look, seeming to mock her: Isn't this nonsense?

Liu Xiaoyu shivered again.

If you change to someone else, what she said is really nonsense.

But...

But Chu Wuxin is the one who prepares the food!

Chu Wuxin, Lord of the Castle of Death!

Facial paralysis that is so cold and emotionless!

Is this food poisonous?

"If I wanted to kill you, I wouldn't be guilty of poisoning." Chu Wuxin seemed to see through everyone's thoughts, spit out word by word in a cold voice.

His eyes without temperature, fixedly look at Ye Qingluo: "If you don't prepare it for her, she won't eat it."