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Chapter three hundred and forty-two

"This drama should end...before causing more damage!"

I ignored the surprised gazes around me, separated everyone, and walked up to the stone platform with my head held high.

"Boy, what do you mean?" said the wizard king in a deep voice.

"I mean - whether it's an alliance, a land deed, a hostage, or an eagle claw gate... none of these matters, right?" I stepped onto the platform and came to the two of them.

"Boy, what do you mean?" The same sentence was replaced by Lian Ying.

"I mean - whether you die or live, it doesn't matter the overall situation." I shrugged, "because the role you played in this scene has completed the task."

"What mission?" Lian Ying asked.

"Of course, I will delay for two days first, and then drag thousands of people to this Heipi Ridge to create a tense and tense atmosphere." I said.

"Noisy!" When the wizard king heard this, he suddenly slapped me with a palm.

My neck shrank and rolled over beside him, but I heard a loud noise behind me, and the palm wind actually knocked down a piece of the platform.

"Wearing such a big mask, it's difficult to hit someone, right?" I stood up and the man had already arrived at the top of the platform.

"Why do you need to hit you?" The wizard king sneered, grabbed Yang Yu with both hands, and Huanyou. He rushed for several feet, splitting his legs on the wall of the cave.

"Boy, don't mess around at this time, it's a big deal..." Lian Ying was so anxious that his neck turned red when he saw this situation.

"Don't be anxious." I spread my hands, "I just want to say one thing-that person has arrived."

"Oh? Who?" The Wizard King began to pretend to be stupid.

"But he left again." I said.

"What?" said the wizard king in disbelief.

"So..." I sighed, "There is no need to continue this scene, so let's stop."

"Wait!" The tone of the Wizard King became obviously solemn, "You said he is here, why are you leaving again?"

"Of course I asked him to leave." I raised my eyebrows, "If he doesn't leave, the scene will continue, right?"

The Wizard King is silent.

"Boy, what are you talking about? Who are you waiting for? What kind of play are you singing? What the hell are you doing?" Lian Ying was anxious and angry, and there was almost a smoke coming from her head.

Don't talk about him, I looked at everyone in the stands, staring at me with golden eyes, and my eyes were full of questions.

I glanced at the King of Wizards again.

He was like a huge bat, hanging across the cave wall, holding Yang firmly in his hand, Lian Erzi, but he didn't say a word.

It seems that he is still lucky.

Of course, after planning for so long, I told him that he had failed at the last moment, and no one could accept it at once.

Well, let me start from the beginning of the whole incident...

"Do you guys find it strange? Actually, I've always been more strange than you - why are there so many strange things happening to you?"

"From the beginning of attending the food conference, I knew that the Eagle Claw King was poisoned, detoxified him, became a blood eagle envoy, and was assassinated, and tracked down clues to Heipi Ridge... Along the way, I found that I seemed to have been targeted."

"Why is this unknown little person who is staring at me by the mastermind behind the scenes?"

"Is it my illusion?"

“It’s a pity, not.”

"I just said that acting a lot, but in fact, this big show is specially performed for me!"

"Why?"

"Because from the moment I entered the Eagle Claw Gate, a very difficult misunderstanding arose."

"Indeed, I am a young man who is possessed of peerless martial arts... (The following is omitted to boast about five hundred words) actually voluntarily entered the muddy waters of the Eagle Claw Gate just because of my encounter with Zheng Ze. No matter how I think about it, it is very suspicious."

"So, even the sect leader suspected that I was a spy from the hostile sect, and the mastermind behind the Eagle Claw Sect had another misunderstanding of my identity..."

"The black hand mistakenly thought that I was the messenger sent by 'that one', the eyes, ears and sound tubes of 'that one'."

"So, the good show started here..."

"Wait!" Yang Caifeng said loudly, "After talking for so long, can you explain one thing clearly - which one is the 'that' you are talking about? And, are you the 'that' messenger'?"

"I am indeed not the messenger of the 'that'." I shook my head, "but since the matter has come to my hands, it doesn't matter if the messenger is not a messenger - as for the identity of the 'that'..."

Speaking of this, I looked around everyone present.

In addition to Lian Ying, Yang Caifeng and the five hall masters, only Yunlailou came in: the boss lady, Master Wu, Jizha and Tongtou.

A large number of leaders and minions from the Eagle Claw Sect were all left outside.

Such a scene is very suitable for revealing the truth.

"After all, everything that happened in the Eagle Claw Gate this time is to draw out the 'that person'!" I said slowly, "and I believe everyone present is very familiar with the name of 'that person'."

"He is... famous in the world, powerful in the court, and everyone knows it - the martial arts chef god, Ba Ding!"

Everyone present blinked.

No response.

"Why, don't believe it?" I said depressed.

"It's hard to make people believe it." The first chattering, "It's like we're talking about the king and landlord's family next door. You're just afraid of saying that the Jade Emperor came to his house. How can people believe you?"

"This is not said out of thin air." I said, "I have evidence."

"What evidence?" asked.

"First of all, think about it, does the Eagle Claw King have a complete set of chef artifacts?" I said.

The so-called chef artifact is the kitchen utensils used by Ku Ding, which has been mentioned very early.

"But there are many chef artifacts, what does this mean, right?" said chirping.

"Then think about it again, the boss's wife once told me two stories: one is when she was a little girl, an old man used a bun to make the Eagle Claw King give up the idea of ​​killing people; the other is that after she got married, a passing child's cooking skills actually made the imperial chef feel at a disadvantage." I said, "These two stories just prove from the indirect evidence that the Ku Ding once appeared in Qizhou City."

"Do you want to say that the old man is actually the Ku Ding?" said chirping, "If so, what's the relationship between that child and Ku Ding?"

"When it comes to that child, everyone here knows it--no, it should be said that he is on the scene." I spread my hands.

"People are on the scene?" Everyone looked at me, and I looked at you.

In the end, their eyes fell on one person.

It seems that everyone has guessed it.

The naughty kid who had impressed the imperial chef with street stall dishes many years ago is now swaying in the air...

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