Chapter 978 Who Lost This?

In Pan Xianzong's eyes, no matter how powerful Xiao Chen is, he is only at the level of a demon king, and he doesn't even pay attention to the Great Perfection of the Martial King, let alone Xiao Chen, a young junior?

There is really no comparison between the outer martial arts and the inner martial arts. There are only smiling Maitreya monks, who don't know how to escape when they are caught.

"Okay, I'll go now, you wait here for a while!" Smiling Maitreya stomped hard, his shoes and trouser legs were covered with flour, but he didn't bother to wipe it, and ran away out.

Now that the helper has arrived, Smiling Maitreya's courage has also strengthened. He feels that no matter how powerful Xiao Chen is, he will definitely not be the opponent of Pan Xianzong! One must know that even King Wu Dayuan might not be sure to retreat under Pan Xianzong's flying knife, let alone a boy with no hair at all?

Xiao Chen was sitting carelessly in the living room at this moment, when he saw the smiling Maitreya rushing in with nothing in his hand, his face darkened, and he asked in a dangerous tone: "Shave-faced Maitreya, it seems that you Didn't you take my words seriously? I have someone inform you just now that my young master wants to have breakfast! Now you come to see me empty-handed, what do you mean? You haven't seen enough of the scenery yesterday, have you? "

"Uh... No no, Xiao Hero, please don't be angry!" Seeing Xiao Chen's unkind expression, the smiling Maitreya's original courage was half vented, and he slammed on the brakes and stopped, cowering and saying.

"I'm too lazy to be angry with you," Xiao Chen said lightly, and the smiling Maitreya just heaved a sigh of relief when he continued: "But the scenery outside this window is good, I can 'carry' you to take a look!"

After finishing speaking, Xiao Chen stood up and walked towards the smiling Maitreya step by step, rolling up his sleeves slowly while walking.

The smiling Maitreya trembled suddenly, and the remaining courage dissipated. He had a premonition that he would be beaten soon, so he quickly explained like a cannonball: "I don't know if you are free, Daxia Xiao? There is someone in the kitchen who wants to see you , specifically asked me to bring a message, saying that I have something important to discuss with you!"

"Oh?" Xiao Chen just walked in front of the smiling Maitreya, staring at him with a half-smile.

The smiling face of Maitreya's legs gave way, and he almost didn't kneel directly, but he managed to hold on, and forced a guilty smile, with cold sweat dripping down his back.

In fact, Xiao Chen had already perceived with his divine sense that a foreign monk had sneaked into the Qingyan School, but he pretended not to know, and joked with a smile: "Oh? Who wants to see me? It's still in the kitchen, Could it be that a new pastry chef has come?"

"Uh... that's right, it's actually one of my subordinates. Not only does he make good sliced ​​noodles, but he also admires you very much, so I would like to invite you to come over and taste the new flavor of sliced ​​noodles he specially made for you!" The smiling Maitreya rolled his eyes, and quickly replied respectfully.

He was a little secretly happy, at first he couldn't find a way to fool Xiao Chen, but he didn't expect that when he fell asleep and hit the pillow, Xiao Chen directly helped him think of a reason!

"Oh, it turned out to be my admirer! Well, then I'll go and have a look! If his sliced ​​noodles are really good, then I'll promote him to a senior pastry chef, and he can enjoy generous treatment in the future. Double salary and paid vacation!" Xiao Chen suddenly realized, nodded his head seriously, and walked directly to the kitchen, bypassing the smiling Maitreya.

Smiling Maitreya saw that there was something going on, and suddenly regained his energy, first he watched him go flatteringly, and after Xiao Chen walked a long way, he followed in the distance, secretly sneering in his heart, hum! Let you groan for a few more minutes, and see how you die in a while!

After following outside the kitchen door, the smiling Maitreya didn't dare to get too close, for fear that he would be accidentally injured by a flying knife, so he looked around, and simply found a place not far or near to hide, sticking his head out tightly. Staring at the kitchen door.

Smiling Maitreya is not stupid, he intends to confirm that Xiao Chen is really dead, and then go to Gu Chongyi to ask Lingyu's whereabouts.

Although he has no doubts about Pan Xianzong's ability, Xiao Chen's flying sword is also very powerful. If both sides come to a loss, he can go up and make up for it, right?

Xiao Chen swaggered into the kitchen, glanced at Pan Xianzong, and said slowly: "You are the new pastry chef, right? I'm here, so hurry up and perform your noodle-slicing skills! My young master is almost hungry, so let's Waiting to eat your sliced ​​noodles!"

"Xiao Chen, I didn't expect you to dare to come to see me!" Pan Xianzong had seen Xiao Chen's photo before he came, so he confirmed it as soon as Xiao Chen came in, regardless of what the other party said, and said with a cold snort: "Originally I thought it would take a lot of work, but it seems that you are also an idiot, you don’t know when your death is imminent!”

Pan Xianzong didn't talk too much nonsense, he directly activated his mental method, transported Qi to his dantian, and then pulled out a throwing knife from behind and held it in his hand.

"Oh, that's good! I didn't expect you to bring your own noodle cutting tool. It seems that the fat noodle slicing man is right. You do have two brushes! Hurry up and start making noodles, I can't wait!" Xiao Chen folded his hands on his chest , said expectantly.

"Hmph! You're looking for death!" Seeing Xiao Chen's nonchalant expression, Pan Xianzong became furious, and the flying knife in his hand quickly gathered a mist!

Pan Xianzong suddenly waved his hand, and the flying knife struck towards Xiao Chen's face at an extremely fast speed!

"Whoosh!"

There was a sound of piercing through the air, and Pan Xianzong stood proudly on the spot, waiting for a blow from the flying knife to kill Xiao Chen, but an unexpected scene appeared in the end!

Xiao Chen suddenly disappeared from where he was standing! I saw the flying knife directly passing through the place where Xiao Chen was standing, and flew out of the gate, and soon disappeared!

The smiling Maitreya, who was hiding not far away and staring at the gate, only felt a flash of light, and a gust of cool wind flew past his cheek. For some reason, he subconsciously touched his face, but felt a sting on his face, bowed his head Looking at his hands, he found a streak of blood and a few broken hairs!

"Hiss—" the smiling Maitreya couldn't help being taken aback, and suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, the wind just now was Pan Xianzong's throwing knife! If he took a wrong step, he would probably be headshot directly!

Pan Xianzong was also amazed at this time, where is Xiao Chen? How could it just disappear?

"The good dough, why did you just throw it on the ground? It's made of the grain that the farmer's uncle has worked so hard to grow. It's such a waste!" A voice suddenly came from the other side, and Pan Xianzong suddenly turned his head to look, only Seeing that Xiao Chen was carefully picking up the dough thrown away by the smiling Maitreya just now, and carefully patting the dust on it, he was filled with righteous indignation: "Who threw this? Hurry up and tell me, I promise not to kill him!"