The Savior is just a 3-Year-Old

The Evil God kept muttering.

However, Lu Huaijiang recalled that eight years ago today, Lulu had given him a chicken drumstick at the Palace of Salvation.

She even asked him with a drooling face if she could lick the bones that he had finished eating.

Lu Huaijiang chuckled, dispelling the loneliness in his heart.

“I want to send some food to Lulu.” Lu Huaijiang stood up gently.

“Eat, eat, eat. The fire is burning my eyebrows! Don’t you feel that the Heavenly Dao is suppressing you more and more?” The Evil God stomped his feet in anger.

However, Lu Huaijiang left the palace without looking back.

“To the imperial kitchen.” Lu Huaijiang’s face was slightly cold. Eunuch Lu paused for a moment and immediately announced loudly,”Set out in the imperial kitchen.”

After taking a few steps, he asked respectfully,”Is Your Majesty hungry? This servant asked the imperial kitchen to send the menu over?”

Lu Huaijiang waved his hand and his footsteps were like the wind.

He wanted to cook something for Lulu.

“Useless, useless! Your hands are used to kill and plunder, to kill the God of Creation! He actually washed his hands and made soup for a woman!” The evil god was screaming in his mind.

Lu Huaijiang did not pay any attention to it, nor did he pay attention to the panic of the people in the imperial kitchen.

“All of you, leave. You are not allowed to enter without my order.” Lu Huaijiang waved her hand lightly, and the people in the imperial kitchen lowered their heads and retreated. Eunuch Lu’s face was filled with shock. Your Majesty, are you preparing to do it yourself?

However, the Emperor’s words were absolute. How could Eunuch Lu dare to guess the Emperor’s will?

He immediately bowed and left.

From time to time, the sound of knocking on the chopping board could be heard from the room.

The head of the imperial kitchen knelt outside the door in fear and asked Eunuch Lu carefully, “”If Your Majesty does something unacceptable, will you behead this servant?”

The manager of the imperial kitchen wanted to cry but had no tears.

Eunuch Lu’s eyelids twitched.

In the imperial kitchen.

Lu Huaijiang looked at the chopping board that had been split in half and fell into deep thought.

“In my memory, Lulu likes to eat chicken drumsticks. I’ll go kill a chicken.” Lu Huaijiang walked straight to the back door with his knife.

He picked a fat one and held his breath for a moment.

The kitchen knife flew out.

The chicken heads were chopped off.

The chicken head rolled twice on the ground.

But the chicken …

Blood was flowing out of his neck, and he was running around with his headless body. The room was filled with blood.

It was like a murder scene.

“This chicken has probably become a spirit.” Lu Huaijiang was silent for a moment. Looking at the chicken feathers and chicken blood on the ground, she expressed her opinion.

The Evil God cursed angrily.

“You trash, trash! He didn’t even know how to cook! Get lost, I’ll do it!” The Evil God cursed.

It was unknown whether Lu Huaijiang did not resist or the Evil God was too angry.

He had actually easily gained control of his body.

The Heretic God stood at the scene and was stunned when he raised his knife.

Then, he went forward and grabbed a chicken while cursing,”I really owe you guys. Useless things, you can’t even kill a chicken. What else can you do? I’m afraid he doesn’t even know how to cook.”

“You can’t even grab a woman’s stomach, and you still want to grab a woman? Trash.” The Heretic God grabbed the chicken and twisted its wings and head.

He pulled the hair on his neck, and with a flash of silver light, he cut his neck.

He didn’t even kick.

Then, he quickly started a fire, plucked the feathers, and chopped them up.

He found all kinds of ingredients and lit a raging fire under the stove.

An evil god that could compete with the Creator actually cooked well.