The God of Cooking in the World of Martial Arts and Immortals

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Chapter 220

After collecting the recipes, Lingchi's six-veined sword shot at Yunzhonghe's source of all evil.

Biubiubiubiu——

"Ah~~~~Ah~~~My mother~~~~~~"

Unable to move, Yun Zhonghe screamed continuously, and eventually lost too much blood and died wailing.

Duan Yanqing and Ye Erniang were silent.

Huang Rong smiled like a flower: "It's a good death, that's what a prostitute should end up like."

Shuang'er smiled and said: "Brother never shows mercy to prostitutes, but this time the death is a little more painful."

Ling Chi said indifferently: "If you dare to attack my woman, if you don't cut him to pieces, it's already my mercy."

Huang Rong smiled very sweetly, she liked the feeling of Ling Chi getting angry for him.

"Now..." Ling Chi took out a ponytail out of thin air and sat down, and said, "Duan Yanqing, Ye Erniang, what else do you have to say? If not, you can go on the road now."

Hearing these words, Duan Yanqing and Ye Erniang knew that they would die today, and in despair, they recalled their respective lives, but suddenly realized that if it wasn't for the unfair fate, they should not have become villains in the first place.

Duan Yanqing was supposed to be the emperor of Dali and benefit the common people; Ye Erniang was supposed to be a virtuous mother and live an ordinary life.However, fate made them embark on the path of evil.They don't regret the choice they made back then, they are just angry at the injustice of fate to them.

"I want to find my child, I don't want to die." Erniang Ye cried, "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo my poor child..."

"I, Duan Yanqing, haven't regained the throne yet, I'm not reconciled!" Duan Yanqing was left with unwillingness and resentment, hysterical with hatred.

Forget about Duan Yanqing, Huang Rong and Shuang'er couldn't bear to see Ye Erniang crying so sadly and chanting about her own child before she died.

"Brother Ling..." Huang Rong tugged at Ling Chi's sleeve and said, "She's so pitiful."

"She is very pitiful." Ling Chi nodded, fully approving: "But she shouldn't transfer her pity to others."

Huang Rong was speechless.

Ling Chi had already told her about the origins of the four villains before, Yue Laosan and Yun Zhonghe had nothing to clean up, they should be killed!But Duan Yanqing and Ye Erniang stepped into the evil way, it was completely unfair to them by fate.

But even if the fate is unfair, since they choose to do evil, they must be mentally prepared to be judged by justice.

It's like a person whose parents were hit and killed by a drunk driver. It's indeed pitiful, but if this person hates all the drivers in the world because of this, and then kills them, then no matter how pitiful he is, he deserves no sympathy.

"No matter how unwilling you are, it's useless." Ling Chi looked at Duan Yanqing and Ye Erniang, and said, "But I can let you all understand."

"Duan Yanqing..." Ling Chi said, "In fact, your son will inherit your throne."

"What did you say!?" Duan Yanqing opened his eyes wide, shocked: "I have a son?"

Ling Chi said in a low voice: "Outside Tianlong Temple, under the Bodhi tree, there is a sloppy Huazi, and Guanyin has long hair."

Duan Yanqing's heart was beating wildly: "You..."

"Yes, her son is yours." Ling Chi said.

Duan Yanqing was stunned for a long time, and finally turned into a long maniacal laugh: "Hahahahaha... God is not kind to me! God is not kind to me! God is not kind to me! Hahahaha... Puff—— "

A mouthful of blood spurted out, Duan Yanqing had already severed his meridians and died.

Ling Chi ignored him, turned to look at Ye Erniang, and said, "Your child is in Shaolin Temple, and now he has grown up."

Ye Erniang's beautiful eyes widened: "Really...really?"

Ling Chi nodded: "He has 27 scars on his body, right?"

Ye Erniang's lips trembled excitedly: "Yes, yes, my son has 27 scars on his body."

"Your child's father doesn't know that he is his son." Ling Chi's words made Ye Erniang feel as if she had fallen into an ice cave in an instant.

"You... how did you..."

"It doesn't matter how I know." Ling Chi said, "Since your son is safe and sound, what else do you have to say?"

"..." Ye Erniang's eyes gradually calmed down, no sadness, no hatred, no negative emotions.She looked at Ling Chi and said softly, "Thank you, I have no regrets in dying."

Ling Chi nodded and pointed out that Ye Erniang passed away, and there were no more four villains in the world.

……

After burying the bodies of Duan Yanqing and Ye Erniang, only the body of Yun Zhonghe was thrown into the forest to feed the wolves. Ling Chi and his party also left Shanrendu and went straight to Wuliang Mountain.

Although there is still a week before the ten-day agreement, there is nothing to do right now, so I simply went to Wuliang Mountain to have a look.What's more, the envoys sent by Vulture Palace should have also arrived at Wuliang Mountain, so they happened to meet them.

Along the way, Huang Rong remained silent for a rare time, as if she had something very serious on her mind.

Seeing her like this, Ling Chi walked slowly, giving her time and space to think.

After a long time, Huang Rong finally broke the silence and said, "Brother Ling, will we have children in the future?"

"Huh?" Ling Chi was stunned: "Is this the only thing you've been thinking about all this time?"

"Yes!" Huang Rong's eyes flashed a hint of cunning: "Otherwise, what does brother Ling think I'm thinking?"

"..." Ling Chi shook his head: "Rong'er, have you heard the story about the wolf coming?"

"I've never heard of it." Huang Rong's eyes flashed with curiosity, "What kind of story is it?"

"This story is about a boy herding sheep who took pleasure in deceiving..."

The story is very short, and Ling Chi finished it quickly.After hearing this, Huang Rong pondered for a while, and then honestly apologized to Ling Chi: "Brother Ling, I'm sorry."

Ling Chi smiled slightly: "If you know your mistakes, you can correct them. You are still a good boy. This time I forgive you."

"What a meaningful little story." Shuang'er was quite emotional, and asked, "Is this what my brother saw from later generations?"

"I read it in elementary school textbooks." Ling Chi smiled slightly and said, "There are many more, and I will tell you slowly in the future."

"En." Shuang'er and Huang Rong nodded repeatedly.

"But Rong'er's question just now..." Ling Chi sighed: "Maybe it is!"

"I don't care." Huang Rong said hastily, "Anyway, we can live forever. It doesn't matter whether we have children or not." After a pause, "Besides, there is still Xiang'er! Brother Ling is Xiang'er's godfather!"

Seeing Huang Rong's way of comforting himself, Ling Chi smiled slightly, and said, "That's right, having children is just to pass on incense, but we can live forever, incense cannot be passed on, and it doesn't matter whether we have children or not."

"Yeah." Huang Rong nodded again and again, and said, "That's what I think, besides, I'm living a happy life every day, so I don't want to have a baby to hinder me!"


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