A word was shocked and blurted out, the gluttonous food that can stir up half of Cangwu City couldn't help but stare at Wen Ping. But looking at the past gives people the feeling of distrust, but there is an expectation in it.

This is a very contradictory psychology. The Elder Yun mentioned by Yang Zongxian is very strong. He can feel that the other party is a monk with the highest level of body refining, but Wen Ping's cultivation base is not good enough. Even he is a person who can only eat but cannot practice. Not as good.

But it was such a person with a mediocre cultivation level, who even said words that could restrain his god-daughter's demon.

It does not matter if there is no contradiction in the heart.

Regardless of whether it is true or not, Huai Kong still asks: "Lady, do you really have a way to help my Ye'er?"

"Maybe it can."

"Lady, you must not play with me, I have no patience."

"Senior Demon Chef, making a choice is not as simple as adding salt to cooking. You just need to choose salty and light. If you believe me, you can let me try. If you think I'm not credible, then forget it, and I don't want to Do thankless things."

Yang Zongxian saw Huaikong hesitating, and hurriedly said: "Brother Huai, this is Sect Master Wen of Immortal Sect. The former Sect Master of Immortal Sect is his father. My son has joined the Immortal Sect. I believe his words."

"In that case, you can try it."

Huaikong let out a long sigh, stepped back a few steps, and then made a please gesture, "Sect Master Wen, please do it."

Wen Ping suddenly wanted to say something and stopped.

The idea of taking her to the Immortal Sect was swept out of my mind. By doing so, it helped Huaiye and showed the Immortal Sect's heritage, but the help seemed to be too casual. There is no benefit, leaving aside for the time being, it may also bring bad results to yourself.

Besides, how can you help?

He Wen Ping is not a Virgin, nor is he the Buddha Jesus. Even if they are, these people do not believe in him, so why do they want to show grace?

"Say okay first, I will only help her once today. No matter what happens in the future, it won't be my business."

Wen Ping didn't care how Huaikong and others answered this sentence. Their answers were not important at all. After speaking, he stepped out of the wing.

There was heavy rain outside the house. Wen Ping stood in the rain, letting the rain pour down from the top of his head, followed by a dull voice suddenly appeared.

Jiaolong anger!

The sound of the dragon gradually spread from the mouth and nasal cavity, shaking the eaves, and trembling with rubble.

It appears as if a mammoth stomped on the ground, shaking the surrounding trees and surrounding water constantly trembling.

The most incredible thing is the rain falling around.

They are like bubbles pierced by a needle, and they suddenly spread out like fireworks in the air.

"The Voice of the Dragon!"

gluttonously heard this sound, his face changed, and his slightly green cheeks suddenly became pale, like an actor applying foundation. When it looked sideways at its own hand, it quickly clenched its fist.

because the fist was shaking.

The depression and fear from the depths of the soul rushed out.

If it weren't for the sound of a teenager, it would definitely guess if Donghu had a dragon!

"Have empty!"

A shout of Yang Zongxian came from inside the house.

Huaikong hurriedly turned and returned to the house, and saw Huaiye falling in Yang Zongxian's arms. At this time, she was calm, no, it should be said that her demon nature shrank because of that fear.

Compared to dragons, although both are very long, one is a flying dragon in the sky, the other is an earthworm underneath; the other is a bright moon, and the other is a star. The high monster clan's innate coercion is enough to make a snake dare not even out of the hole.

"Ye'er, how are you?" Huaikong took his goddaughter from Yang Zongxian's arms, and then touched her cold cheek with his hand. It's very ice, with the body temperature exclusive to cold-blooded animals, but not the temperature in a human form.

Huaikong immediately shouted: "Brother Yang, Ye'er needs to cook."

Yang Zongxian nodded, and hurriedly pushed Yang Lele on the side, letting Yang Lele brave the rain to order the next person to do something.

When the stove radiated heat in the house, the empty heart finally calmed down.

Wen Ping, who had returned from the rain, pulled his soaked clothes and smiled helplessly. In order to prevent the little girl from seeing the sound of the dragon's chanting, he really couldn't help it. What a thankless thing.

But he didn't do it just for a thank you.

Demon transformation is a god-given good fortune, but this transformation is not perfect, and the demon nature is still lurking in the body, just like a tumor growing in the human body, it will always be painful, and it will be fatal for a long time.

Although he had never had a tumor, he had had a stomach ailment. At that time, the feeling was similar to that of this little bus snake.

is just a slower rhythm, a fast rhythm.

Just as Wen Ping was about to take Yun Liao back to the sect, a voice rang in his ear, yes, it was the voice of the system.

"Mission released!"

"I'm coming!"

Once a task appears, it is time to harvest new things.

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[Task reward: free building renovation privileges, random access to a yellow-level middle-grade technique.

"Such a luxurious task reward!"

Wen Ping almost jumped up happily. The former is already against the sky, and the latter is even more invincible.

Yellow-level low-grade items can already be used as the town sect of the two-star sect, and only the three-star sect of the yellow-level middle-grade.

It is reported that the recent three-star sect is also thousands of miles away from Cangwu City. As for what realm is needed to cultivate, it is estimated that it must be at least the expert in the Tongxuan realm who opened the first channel.

I'm happy, Wen Ping's gaze involuntarily fell on Taotie!

Is this task aimed at gluttonous?

"Senior Demon Chef, how is your daughter's doing?"

After stepping into the house, Wen Ping's first sentence was almost a set of words.

"Thank you Sect Master Wen for your help."

"Ye'er's current demonic nature has been temporarily suppressed. Sect Master Wen is willing to expose such a method for people he has never met. I am content. I don't have too much thought."

Huaikong understands that the other party has done his best to do so, what else can he ask for?

One time, one time.

Things in the future wait until I leave the East City before trying to find a way. The world is so big that there is always a way to suppress the demon.

At this time, Wen Ping smiled helplessly.

You have to fill in the pits you dug yourself.

Knowing this a long time ago, why would you say this only once?

Wen Ping thought for a while, and then said: "Senior Demon Chef, I actually have a way to suppress her demon in her body forever, but I can't help in vain, Senior Demon Chef must agree to my request."