Ling Luo's eyes dimmed slightly, and she glanced over the other four senior brothers and sisters one by one, asking, "Do you feel ashamed when you eat the food made by Senior Brother Nine?"

All shook their heads.

"Xiao Jiu's cooking is very delicious."

"That is, every time I eat the food made by Xiaojiu, it is the happiest moment of my day."

"That's right, especially after a hard day's practice, to be able to eat a meal cooked by Xiao Jiu, it seems that the fatigue of the whole day is gone."

"Senior Brother, Senior Sister..." Hearing everyone's words, Su Yi felt his nose sore, his voice choked up, and tears welled up in his eyes.

For the first time, he felt the value of his existence.

And this value has been fully affirmed by his most important companions.

There is simply no way to express this feeling in words.Su Yi's heart was agitated, and even words of thanks were superfluous.

"Xiao Jiu is not good at this point. She cries every now and then." Fu Dong had a gentle smile on his face. As a senior brother, he stretched out a hand and gently Wipe the tears off the face of the crying little brother.

In the meeting hall of the Holy Fire Hall, the atmosphere suddenly changed from oppressive and stagnant to warm.

The distance between the hearts began to gradually shorten, the distance between everyone stood the same, but the souls got closer and closer.

The chill on Ling Luo's face also disappeared.

The corners of her lips were slightly raised, her whole body exuded an extremely gentle temperament, and she stared fixedly at Su Yi with her beautiful eyes, and said, "Senior Brother Jiu, do you know that all methods in the world lead to the same goal. Your cooking skills are so good, you If you can integrate the avenue of cultivation into cooking skills, maybe you can also comprehend a martial art of your own!"

Su Yi's sobbing body shook violently, he raised his head suddenly, his eyes were full of excitement and uncertainty, and his voice trembled slightly: "I... can I?"

"Of course!" The carefree Xia Lin stretched out her big hand, and patted Su Yi's shoulder heavily again.

If it wasn't for Fu Dong's support, Xia Lin would have patted Su Yi's small body down again.

"Maybe Xiaojiu, you can really comprehend your own martial arts as the little junior sister said, and maybe you can become the king of chefs!"

Xia Lin and Ling Luo's encouragement invisibly boosted Su Yi's self-confidence.He forgot to shed tears, forgot to choke, his eyes were full of eagerness to try.

"Although it's a bit ashamed to say it, although I know someone will laugh at me, but..." Su Yi lowered his head slowly. No one could see his expression. Under the long sleeves, a pair of thin fists were slowly clenched. Tight, "I, I want to attend the Baibaotang meeting!"

Sitting high, Xiling Yunqin had a gentle smile on his face, like a loving mother, looked at his child with extremely earnest eyes, and said: "Who dares to laugh at you? I will hit him first, Mrs. "

"That's right! Mother said so, I'm on the side with mother!" Yan Yueyue also stepped forward to cheer up Su Yi.

After pumping up her anger, Yan Yueyue's heart welled up with pride, and she said loudly: "My lady also wants to attend the Baibaotang meeting!"

"I'll take part, too!" Xia Lin echoed, clenched his big hands into fists in mid-air, "We must torture those who look down on the Holy Fire Hall to death!"

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