"There are a lot fewer demons in the demon field recently."

"Oh." In the kitchen of the largest restaurant on Central Street, the fat-headed and big-eared chef stood in front of the table, holding a large pot in his left hand. The iron pot was very large, filled with a whole pot of hot fried rice, and holding a spoon in his right hand and fed it to his mouth.

Rice grains and green vegetables and diced radish stick to the stubble on the jaw.

"Don't eat it now, are you so hungry?"

The chef did not reply, just nodded and continued to bury his head in the pot.

"Chef Ding, another customer has placed an order, stir-frying clams." The voice of the waiter came from outside the door.

When the fat chef heard this, his hands accelerated. His mouth was cracked 130 degrees, and the corners of his mouth were at the same time, making people wonder if it would crack behind the ear.

He poured all the rice left in the pot into his mouth and he could eat it in just ten seconds.

Turn on the faucet and wash your hands, then touch your face with your big hand dipped in water, and wash off the oil from the corners of your mouth.

Then he turned around and took out other ingredients from the large refrigerator and placed them on the cutting board. The half-meter-long bone-cutting knife was dancing easily like a small dagger in his hand.

"What are you cooking for these humans? We are demons! Don't forget your identity. You are a big demon!" The tall and thin man on the left said in a low voice. "And do you know that ten demon generals have died in the past week! They are not little demons, but demon generals, and the backbone of the demon field."

The fat chef who was cutting vegetables had a meal,

Pause for a moment, then continue cutting vegetables.

There was a very rhythmic sound of cutting boards in the kitchen.

Dangdangdang

"I suspect that the person surnamed Ma might have discovered something, but according to Qing Niang's information, the person surnamed Ma has stayed in the manor and never went out, nor met anyone else." The tall and thin man said in a deep voice, with the scar at the corner of his eyes lowered down, and his face was extremely gloomy.

The cut vegetables were poured into the oil pan. The chef stir-fryed the dishes, and the thick smoke was sucked away by the range hood.

"Are you listening to me?" The tall and thin man was angry.

"Here," the chef said casually as he added various seasonings to the pot.

"Then what are you not saying?"

"What do you say?" The chef took out the plate from the dining cabinet, poured the fried food into the plate, and then grabbed two pieces of cauliflower with tweezers and placed it on one side of the plate. The chef bent down behind his back with both hands and observed his work with satisfaction.

A satisfied laugh came out from his mouth.

"I'll talk to you about the serious business! After the matter is done, I will catch ten living people to let you cook slowly. Don't waste your time!"

The tall and thin man could no longer help but said angrily.

He slapped the dish on the table to the ground.

Pick.

The plates were shattered all over the floor.

All the dishes inside were poured on the ground.

The fat chef's eyes narrowed into a slit.

Turn around.

The tall and thin man was full of anger.

The fat chef's body suddenly swells, slap, slap

The clothes were torn, and the round head with a wide face suddenly swelled outward, the cheeks were wrinkled, and the ears were covered with grayish-white short hair.

The body leaned forward and the volume instantly expanded into a pig demon covered with white spots, and the white chef's clothes turned into strips of cloth hanging on their bodies.

The rich blood swayed around the body, almost visible to the naked eye.

Two yellowed fangs squeezed out of their mouths, and their eyes as big as mung beans were full of fierce light.

He grabbed the tall and thin neck and lifted him up with one hand, and put his head condescendingly on his head.

"Don't talk to me in a commanding tone, or I'll eat you!"

The tall and thin person showed a hint of fear in his eyes, but he quickly said angrily: "I came to you on the orders of your brother. Do you want to disobey your brother's orders?"

"Press me with my brother?" The white-spotted pig demon smiled grimly and swallowed it in one bite.

The tall and thin eyes finally showed fear, but it didn't expect that it would really dare to speak to him.

In shock and anger, the tall and thin body deformed, and his head became a head similar to a stickworm. At the same time, his arms quickly stretched and extended.

But the demonization only lasted halfway and suddenly stopped.

Half of the thin tall and thin head was bitten off.

The white-spotted pig demon swallowed all the thin ones bite by bit and ate them cleanly.

Then the white-spotted pig demon returned to his appearance as a fat chef, and all the clothes on his body turned into cloth strips and hung them on him.

But the fat chef didn't care about this. He calmly went to the corner of the kitchen to open the cabinet, and there were a whole row of exactly the same white chef's clothes hanging inside.

"Chef Ding, the guest is urging him." A voice came from outside the door.

The fat chef changed his clothes and replied loudly: "I understand."

"The First Emperor is at the seventh level of soul. If you want to break through to the eighth level, you need to kill ten seventh level opponents, that is, the earth level. It's a bit troublesome." Ren Wu sat in the villa in the meditation room and thought about the subsequent development.

I thought it would be difficult to collect ten sixth-level monsters, but what Ren Wu did not expect was that there were actually many sixth-level monsters.

But this is very abnormal.

Because the Red Tide Demon Land is a ground-level demon land, the strongest monster inside is only the earth-level, and the generals who suppress the demon land here are at the earth-level.

The sixth level is second only to this place, so the number should be limited.

But it seems that the number of monsters is more than I imagined.

Did the generals guarding the demon land here not notice it?

Ren Wu pondered.

Forget it, no matter how the situation develops in the end, just improve your strength first.

As long as you can break through to the seventh level, you can escape even if you can't win.

Even if something really happens, I am just a new person who has been here for a while, and it is not my turn to take responsibility.

Ren Wu finally decided to practice and meditate at the earth level first.

In a valley three kilometers away from Central Street, a luxurious manor was cultivated halfway up the mountain.

The manors are endless.

The manor is very quiet and there are almost no people inside.

There is a small lake at the deepest point inside, and a pavilion is built by the lake.

Two people were sitting on the boat.

A man is talented and beautiful, and his temperament is very mature. He is about thirty years old and has a erect figure.

A woman has a willow snake waist, her hair is tied around her head, a little cinnabar between her eyebrows, thin willow eyebrows, and a phoenix eye.

"General." The woman danced at the bow of the boat, and the ship was made with various amazing movements without shaking at all.

After the dance music, the woman turned off the speaker on the boat.

Walking into the cabin, he poured a cup of tea for the man.

"General, I heard that many monsters have been killed recently." The woman said cautiously.

"Oh?" Ma Zhennan blew a sip of hot tea gently.

"Since the general came, our Red Tide Demon Land obeyed the generals, and they stopped eating people. Some monsters even integrated into humans and lived like humans, but they were killed."

"So who found out who did it?" Ma Zhennan said gently.

"Not yet." The woman pursed her lips slightly and shook her head gently.

Ma Zhennan thought for a moment and smiled and said, "Qingniang, don't be angry, I'll let the people below check it thoroughly."

"Actually, Qingniang doesn't matter." Qingniang shook her head.

"Since I followed the general, Qingniang ignored these things. It was just that the cave master was killed because of his demon general, so he dragged the demon to let Qingniang pass on the message on his behalf. If the general feels embarrassed, it doesn't matter if he doesn't investigate."

Qingniang said seriously.

"You will be embarrassed in this way." Ma Zhennan chuckled, then took out his cell phone and called and ordered.

The next morning, Malin came to Mazhennan Study Room.

"General." Marin said respectfully.

"How? Have you found out who it is?"

"It's not certain yet, but the camera outside the villa saw that Lu Zong had entered and exited the villa in the past few days, and Lu Zong was not seen appearing on Central Street. In terms of time, he was the most suspected." Malin said.

"Lu Zong?" Ma Zhennan frowned and thought for a moment to recall the message of Lu Zong.

This is someone recommended by Mr. Wang. I heard that he is a junior of Mr. Wang. According to his news, Lu Zong’s sister is a powerful person of heaven.

In just a short moment, Ma Zhennan finished thinking about the pros and cons.

"Delete the video data and say that nothing has happened before," Ma Zhennan said lightly, "I don't need to teach you what the rest should be said or done, right?"

"I understand!"
Chapter completed!