Immortal world foodie: husband makes me noodle soup

Chapter 214 Can't Practice Martial Arts
Ximenchan felt contemptuous in her heart for flying such a short distance, and she was embarrassed to say it, but she smiled and praised: "Sister is awesome!"

Cui'er had a problem with Yang Juanjuan, and couldn't bear her showing off, so she couldn't help but lash out: "I only flew less than a mile away, and others can fly farther than you with light skills."

Yang Juanjuan was naturally unhappy when she heard this, but she didn't say anything, and left with a snort.

I wanted to find some self-confidence, but who knew that I was hit even harder. Yang Juanjuan was very depressed.

After eating the food, there was no taste, and I sighed after taking two bites.

The people sitting on both sides of her looked at her, wondering what was wrong with her.

"Alas..." There was another long sigh, a certain roll put down his food, and looked seriously at Qian Zang on the right: "Master, I want to learn lightness kung fu, will you?"

"What do you want to learn from that?" Qian Zang was puzzled.

"I know I can't fly very far, but Cui'er said that I'm not even as good as someone who knows how to do light work. Master, my magic power is not increasing. I don't want to practice anymore. I want to learn light work."

If Qinggong can also fly, then if she has learned Qinggong, won't she be able to fly home?
"It doesn't matter how slowly your mana increases, as long as you persist in practicing every day, sooner or later you will be like a teacher, controlling the sword as you like, and flying between the sky and the earth at will." Qian Zang comforted her and gave her confidence.

Yang Juanjuan was not confident in himself, so he pursed his lips and said, "How long do you have to practice?"

As he said that, he turned his head to look at Zhong Xiaotian and said, "Little Tianer, do you know how to do light work?"

Zhong Xiaotian shook his head: "Lightness kung fu is different from cultivation. As practitioners, we cannot practice martial arts, otherwise our true qi and magic power will clash, and we will easily go mad."

Bewitched, Yang Juanjuan has gone mad several times, knowing that the feeling is not good, so he can only shake his head resignedly: "Okay, I'd better practice seriously."

She had just made up her mind and was going to practice after eating. At this time, Ximen Chan came over and apologized to her: "Sister, Tweety speaks badly, so don't take it to heart."

"No, I don't remember what Cui'er said." Yang Juanjuan smiled, wanting to ask Ximenchan to sit between her and Qian Zang, and then remembered what Qian Zang had warned her, so she went to Qian Zang Moved around, and let Ximen Chan sit between her and Zhong Xiaotian.

Zhong Xiaotian gave Yang Juanjuan a weird look, what is she doing?Why let Ximenchan sit beside him?

She didn't know, did he not like Ximen Chan's?

Ximenchan was also very surprised by Yang Juanjuan's behavior, didn't she like to match herself and Qianzang?Why not do this today?
Yang Juanjuan knew that what he did was a bit abrupt, but if she didn't do it, Master would misunderstand that she was matching him and Ximenchan again.

"Sister, are you full? Come to me and eat some meat. You see, Tweety won't let you eat this, and you won't let you eat that. You've lost weight." Yang Juanjuan tore off a piece of meat and handed it Gave it to Ximen Chan.

Qian Zang heard that Yang Juanjuan said that Ximen Chan had lost weight, so he took a look and found that she had indeed lost weight.

During this time, on the one hand, because he was concerned about Yang Juanjuan, he had no time to take care of her.On the other hand, it was also because he didn't want her to affect him, so that it would affect the future of the two of them, so he deliberately alienated her.

Only today did he notice that she had lost weight. Even though he knew that she in this life was just a shadow and not the real her, he still felt a little distressed and couldn't bear to see her lose weight.

As soon as Qian Zang felt distressed, he forgave her for bringing the little apprentice into the water.

No matter whether she was intentional or not, no matter why she took off her little apprentice's clothes, no matter why she only asked Cui Er to find Zhong Xiaotian and not anyone else...

Thinking that she also likes to eat, but because Cui Er won't let her eat, she must be very depressed, will she wake up hungry in the middle of the night.

Qian Zang thought about it, and found that he could alienate her, but he couldn't let her go.

Sighing lightly, Qian Zang got up and left quietly. After walking a long distance, he summoned the war spirit and asked her to prepare some light food quickly.

Zhan Ling has followed Qian Zang for more than 1000 years, she thought she was the one who knew him best, but now she realizes that she doesn't know him at all, especially when it comes to his relationship.

She couldn't see through his mind, and didn't know whether he liked Ximen Chan or not.

Say you like it, but he is very indifferent to others.He said he didn't like it, and he secretly asked her to take care of others, and now he asked her to run errands to buy food.

No matter what the master thinks about Ximen Chan, she thinks the master likes Ximen Chan better than Yang Juanjuan.The master asked her to buy light food, she had no objection, so she rose against the wind and flew towards the distance.

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It was late at night, and the person in his arms was sleeping soundly, Qian Zang moved his body, and looked at the master and servant snuggling together with deep eyes.

He hesitated for a moment, took the little apprentice to the Qiankun Pavilion, and then walked towards Ximen Chan.

Stretching out his hand to lightly touch her forehead, Ximen Chan woke up quickly.

Ximen Chan looked at Qian Zang in front of her, with puzzled and confused eyes, "Taoist, what's wrong?"

"Let's eat." Qian Zang waved his long sleeves, and a table appeared in the open space. On the table were four light dishes, a bowl of porridge, and a plate of snacks that she could eat.

Ximen Chan looked at Qian Zang moved, her big bright eyes were bent, and she asked unimaginably: "All these are prepared for me?"

"Yeah!" Qian Zang hummed lightly, walked aside, and sat down cross-legged.

"Thank you Daoist, I thought, I thought that Daoist would never talk to me again, and would never treat me well again." Ximenchan shed tears, wiped them off quickly, and slowly ate with chopsticks.

Qian Zang wanted to meditate quietly for a while, but when he heard her words, his heart moved, and he wanted to explain to her why he did this.But he thought about it again, so what if he explained, so what if he didn't explain, he would still do this in the end, so he simply chose to remain silent.

Ximen Chan thought Qian Zang would say something when she said that.After waiting for a while, the man beside him remained silent.She couldn't help but look up at him, only to find that he had closed his eyes.

"Hey!" Ximen Chan sighed slightly, he was willing to take the initiative to bring her food, which showed that he still had himself in his heart, so take his time first, and this time he can't act too hastily and self-defeating.

As soon as she finished sighing, Qian Zang heard it, opened her eyes and looked at her, seeing that she seemed not very happy, and asked, "Is the food not to your liking?"

"No!" Ximen Chan quickly shook her head in denial, lowered her head and took two mouthfuls of porridge.

"If it doesn't suit your appetite, don't eat it. Tell me what you want to eat, and I will tell Zhan Ling to buy it."

The voice above her head was obviously concerned about her.

Ximen Chan was happy in her heart, her face was shy, she lowered her head, and whispered: "These are very good. I haven't eaten these for a long time. I'm afraid that if I eat them today, I won't have them tomorrow."

(End of this chapter)