I rely on culinary skills to cry in the world of comprehension

Thanks to the potion that conceals the devilish energy, otherwise the devilish energy all over his body would overflow...

He is desperate to test the spirit root, so can he detect a ghost?
Seeing Wu Ziqi staring at him strangely, Qian Moye also realized that his reaction was too intense, and explained somewhat unnaturally, "Fellow Daoist, I don't need to test the spiritual root, I don't seem to have a spiritual root... "

Wu Ziqi showed the original expression, and took his hand familiarly again, "Oh, fellow Taoist, don't be so ignorant, how do you know you don't have spiritual roots? Let's test again..."

Qian Mo Ye: ...

God, who will save him.

"Friend Daoist, have you ever practiced swords?"

"Will Yu Jian fly?"

"If not, I will take you to experience it first."

"I won't give you the teleportation talisman, I'll take you flying with the sword!"

"How is it? Are you excited? Are you scared?"

"Hold me tight if you're scared..."

Along the way, Wu Ziqi kept talking, "I said friend, you haven't told me your name yet..."

"My name is Wu Ziqi, and I belong to Chongming Peak of Wanjianzong..."

After thinking about it for a while, Qian Moye still didn't tell him the name of the Demon Lord, and took a fake name.

"Night Moon."

He wants to be her brightest moon at night, illuminating her dark and endless road...

Wu Ziqi didn't find anything wrong, and praised him sincerely, "Wow, what a nice name."

He scratched his head, and murmured in a low voice embarrassedly, "...It's just a bit like a girl's name..."

Qian Mo Ye: ...

People in the realm of comprehension are really simple.

Abducted him to the mountain so easily?

Young people, don't take people up the mountain casually...

Think clearly about the consequences.

Qian Moye didn't know how long he had been flying with his sword in the sky, and finally arrived at a place. Before he stepped off the sword, Wu Ziqi jumped off the sword cheeringly, "Master, juniors...you see, I will go down the mountain for you!" ...Abducted something...you will never think of it..."

"...Abducted a junior brother!"

Hearing these words, Qianmo Ye Xiajian's foot turned and almost fell to his death.

No, who is your junior brother? ? ?

Are you cultivators so hasty in accepting disciples?
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Mo Fei has already heard from Gu Chen that Third Senior Sister is going to make him a delicious apology...

Especially when hearing that sentence, "I believe in him..."

"Fifth Junior Brother will not be a liar..."

A dense and strange feeling emerged in Mo Fei's heart, and his heart was warm.

In fact, he has long since stopped being angry with Third Senior Sister...

Third Senior Sister is really...

How can it be so good.

They had treated her like that before, and she ignored the past, Mo Fei's eyes were a little sore.

Although she did go too far before, so that they treated her like that...

But now that she has changed so much, they should change too.

Mo Fei cleared his throat, then he will reluctantly taste the meal made by the third senior sister.

But Mo Fei stretched his neck, waited and waited, from morning to evening, he didn't see Third Senior Sister...

Mo Fei wanted to cry but had no tears. After all, he paid by mistake...

Mo Fei waited for so long and didn't get the third senior sister, but the seventh junior brother.

Mo Fei was so angry that he couldn't vent his anger. It just so happened that someone bumped into the muzzle of the gun. Mo Fei also saw him carrying something furtively, and immediately said like a bandit, "Hey, Seventh Junior Brother, your hand What are you carrying in it? I advise you to bring it to me immediately!"

Chen Fang was a little baffled, subconsciously upset, "Fifth Senior Brother, what's your attitude?"

Although it was originally for him, but if you talk like this, he doesn't want to give it to him...

Mo Fei also realized that his attitude was a bit bad. He slapped his head, how could he vent his anger on irrelevant people...

"Seventh Junior Brother, I'm sorry..."

But he couldn't help looking at that thing... His eyes were unconsciously attracted, and he wanted to explore it.

What exactly is in here?
Seeing this, Chen Fang handed it out generously, "Fifth Senior Brother, this is originally for you."

Mo Fei:? ? ?
Seeing his worthless eyes, Chen Fang immediately explained, "Don't get me wrong, this is made for you by the third senior sister."

Mo Fei wanted to say something else, but Chen Fang was afraid of what he would say, so he ran away as if oiling the soles of his feet, leaving only a series of voices behind...

"Leave me alone...I'm just a tool man who runs errands...Fifth Senior Brother, please taste it while it's hot...I'm leaving early..."

Mo Fei couldn't help laughing, "Hahahahaha..."

He really has a group of lovely seniors and juniors...

It's just that how did Third Senior Sister ask Seventh Junior Brother to run errands?Does it have any special meaning...

Why don't you come by yourself...

Although Mo Fei felt a little disappointed in his heart, it was more of great joy.

The third senior sister specially made food for him!
He couldn't wait to open the package, and there was something inside that looked like a huge heart in a golden and attractive coat!
He was overjoyed, and his face was shy... Is Third Senior Sister confessing to him?

!!!

Realizing what he was thinking, Mo Fei wished he could slap himself...

God what was he thinking? !

Mo Fei didn't even dare to look at this thing, but he took a closer look...it didn't seem like a heart, it looked like a butterfly with its wings spread, ready to come out...as if it was about to flap its wings and fly away in the next moment.

Mo Fei swallowed, he couldn't bear to destroy this work of art...

He took a bite carefully, and he listened, crisp, crisp, crunchy... The sound track after another completely surrounded the empty brain, penetrated into the skull, and penetrated into the pit of the brain...

When he tasted it, his mouth was full of exaggerated sweetness, but there were no grains of sugar at all, and a slight bitterness surged up, but was instantly swallowed up by uncontrollable joy.

Sweetness is in the mouth, beauty is in the heart.

He smelled it, not like the mild and long-lasting Shanghai-style milk fragrance, but the Western-style burnt fragrance, which is clear and bright. The surging dopamine hits the plump face and dives into the plump belly, lingering around for a long time...

Mo Fei didn't pay attention, so he ate all of it, there was not even a scum left, and he even wanted to shrug his fingers... But the sudden abdominal pain in his stomach made him stop this action.

He had to cover his stomach, bead-like beads of sweat kept coming out of his forehead, and his face turned pale.

what happened to him?
Even so, he never suspected that the Third Senior Sister had tampered with the food he cooked for him. He only looked for the reason on himself.

Mo Fei was in so much pain that he clutched his stomach and fell to the ground.

Just when he was in extreme pain, a white light flashed suddenly... He only felt a lightness in his body, a feeling of being reborn, and the hostility in his body gradually dissipated...