Be a psychic in a star card game

Chapter 109 10999

After all, they are not professional guards, offensive fighters, not guardians, so when it comes to the word run, everyone shows their skills, only to find that He Yan has been swallowed.

But this time, everyone saw clearly that what swallowed He Yan was exactly the same as the black hole Jiang Wu encountered.

This time, no one thought it was a broken space anymore.

It looks like it really does, but it doesn't and it definitely doesn't.

He Yan told everyone at the cost of his life that it was clearly a pot!

Now, maybe He Yan is being cooked in the pot, and Jiang Wu's side, after so long, is probably already cooked.

Major Lin stared blankly, "This, isn't it a bit too miserable..." Was it thrown into the pot to cook?

The people who eat melons around are also stunned: "...Then can they be saved?"

"Unless someone can take away the spirit from the cemetery." Zhou Qing said that it is not ideal, "But there are no more than two people who can do this on the ancient planet, among them He Yan himself is still in the pot, and the other one, who has already It may be possible in a few years, but I am afraid it will not work now..."

He was referring to the current pillar of the base, Qin Xiaoruan.

Qin Xiaoruan might be able to do it a few dozen years younger. After all, he is a person who can collect [Cain]. He probably has a lot of experience in collecting the spirits in the cemetery, but now...he is here.

So He Yan, if he can't save himself, is basically hopeless.

Most spirits can't hurt people, and they can't hurt people. It doesn't mean that all spirits are not vicious, but that their ability is not enough to hurt people.

Some spirits that have been sleeping all the time, once disturbed, are so powerful that they can trap the intruder in the sleeping place forever.

Zhou Qing guessed that the spirits in the cemetery this time might be of this kind.

Major Lin also understood, he felt very uncomfortable, beat his chest and cried loudly: "He Yan ah... Jiang Wu one, you sent another one to your door, I told you to exercise more, even if You can run fast even if you can’t lose weight, right? This is great, the spirits in the cemetery probably haven’t eaten much good food in these years, and seeing how much meat you have, you’ll have to cook it.”

He felt that it was over, this time it was completely over, the two good brothers got to know each other in the tomb, and it was estimated that he would never eat barbecue again in his life.

The people around were also concerned, yes, He Yan is so fat, the people in the cemetery might be hungry for something, and when they saw He Yan who was white and fat, they would attack him.

At first, everyone thought that He Yan came here holding Jiang Wu's signboard to pay homage to Jiang Wu, but they didn't expect things to develop so fast, and now everyone paid homage to him and Jiang Wu together!

The sound outside the cemetery has been blocked by the wall of the pot, and no sound can be heard.

He Yan was lying on the bottom of the pot, which was actually quite miraculous. Spiritual bodies are usually ineffective against his attacks, but this pot can actually hold him, which shows that the pot is not one of the abilities of spiritual body attacks.

In other words, this is a pot, a real pot.

The surrounding air is heating up, and the faint voice is still chanting: "Blanch the chicken into pieces, add oil to the pot, sauté pepper, star anise, ginger, and garlic until fragrant, and stir-fry the chicken pieces..."

"No, it's still cooking oil over high heat, wrap the chicken in osmanthus flour and fry it..."

He Yan sat there sulking, only felt a burning sensation under his buttocks, but the temperature did not threaten him at all, but made him as comfortable as returning to his lair.

Probably the remnant spirit who manipulated the pot really burned him like a chicken, but the remnant spirit didn't know that He Yan was different from others in that he couldn't cook it well.

At this moment, He Yan was really hungry when he heard the remnant spirit chirping about stewing and frying chicken.

All in all, he went out too hastily, he hadn't had breakfast yet, and he was hungry for a long time, and he felt that he could eat a whole cow now, so he couldn't stand the poisonous words of Remnant Spirit all the time.

"Stop talking!" He Yan got up, clutching his stomach, and said coldly to the dark pot top: "Fry it if you want to fry it, cook it if you want to boil it, why bother to speak out, to influence other people's emotions!"

unacceptable!

Sounds hungry!

The voice paused, as if he was startled by He Yan's chicken's words, and he said slowly with a trace of thought: "It makes sense, I didn't expect that this chicken of yours has some cooking talent, the food is too sad, It will lead to subtle differences in the taste of the ingredients, which I only realized after decades of cooking ingredients."

This person claimed to be old, obviously a woman.

He Yan didn't speak, just turned around and groped around.

The voice also fell silent, and after a while, he became suspicious again: "Why is the chicken not cooked enough, is the pot broken?"

Then there was a burst of rummaging, clanging and smashing pots.

He Yan didn't want to talk to her, but he heard the word "also" with keen ears.

The meaning of this residual spirit is that he is not the only one who can't be burned to death in this cauldron, could there be others?

But the cemetery was blocked before, and no one has ever disappeared before, except that Jiang Wu disappeared not long ago, and he was imprisoned in the pot today, so in this cemetery for at least a hundred years, only he and Jiang Wu may be imprisoned in the pot burnt.

So Can Ling said that the other one who couldn't be burned to death might be Jiang Wu?

He Yan was invigorated for a moment, his whole body trembled, and he stopped looking for a way out aimlessly, but walked back and forth in the cauldron, concentrating on searching until he smelled a slight smell of paste. ...

After walking in the direction of the smell for a few minutes, I saw a human-shaped barbecue floating in mid-air.

Looking at the face, it was indeed a familiar face.

"Jiang Wu!"

The voice of the fat boy's surprise reached Jiang Wu's ears.

He almost thought it was an auditory hallucination, and opened his eyes in a daze, only to see He Yan staring up at him with bright eyes just under his body, as bright as stars in the night sky.

Jiang Wu opened his eyes, feeling a soreness in his heart, never thought about it, never thought about it.

Ever since he was dunked into this pot, he did wonder if he would be rescued.

But the one who can do this may be the old Qin from the base, or someone from an alien field, but the greater probability is that no one can save him, until now——

He saw He Yan.

How could this silly boy have entered the cemetery!

"You..." Jiang Wu opened his mouth. With the bow in his body, he was able to absorb most of the heat, but his epidermis couldn't bear the high temperature, and many delicate places had been cooked. A strong meaty aroma.

You must know that Jiang Wu's bloodline not only has Houyi's bloodline, but also has a little bit of Yutu's bloodline, which is usually invisible, but now that it is cooked, the smell is more like rabbit meat.

So the fat boy below was very excited, but his body didn't live up to it, and his stomach grumbled.

He Yan: "..." He pressed his stomach violently, with embarrassment in his expression.

Jiang Wu over there hadn't reacted at first, but then he smelled his own scent at the tip of his nose, and was stunned.

He stared blankly, turned his head quickly in disbelief, and looked at He Yan: "...What kind of voice is that?"

"Stomach," He Yan looked sincerely, "I'm full from eating this morning, my stomach is not good, and I have indigestion."

Jiang Wu narrowed his eyes and saw him for a long time without seeing anything wrong from his little expression, and then he relaxed and was moved again.

Just now, he thought that He Yan wanted to eat him... No, although He Yan liked to eat some, but he came in to look for him knowing that the cemetery was dangerous, and he had true feelings for him.

"Thank you." He said earnestly, "But there is no way out of this place. I have tried many methods, but I can't break the pot. It is estimated that in two days, we will not be able to hold on. If it is not possible, you will Eat me, I suspect... the food may also power the cauldron."

He Yan hesitated: "Ah...it can't be done."

Jiang Wu was moved: "You listen to me this time! I know you are not hungry, but the high temperature can't help you, you may be able to survive the rescue..."

"No, no, you didn't take a shower before you came in." The fat boy below thought for a while, feeling very aggrieved, he is also picky eater.

"What?" Jiang Wu was taken aback, under the firelight, he seemed to have realized something.

The grim face gradually turned black from emotion, and his expression gradually distorted.

"Anyway, I won't eat you!" The fat boy covered his belly, his voice was crisp and full of 100% sincerity.