The world started by Daqin Mingyue

Chapter 157

The brother and sister Han Feihonglian finally wanted to meet here after being separated for several years, but the two people who wanted to meet here both saw a strange feeling from each other.

Han Fei was no longer a boy, and Honglian was not the girl she used to be. It didn't take too long to change too much, so much that Han Fei could barely recognize the girl in front of him.

"What? Brother doesn't recognize Honglian?" When Han Fei didn't know what to say, it was Honglian who broke the silence first.

"It's a bit unrecognizable." Honglian's performance made Han Fei slightly stunned, but he quickly reacted and smiled at Honglian.

"I have indeed changed a little bit, but this is not the reason why my brother couldn't recognize Honglian in the first place, right? It seems that my brother has already forgotten Honglian?" Looking at the picture hanging on Han Fei's face Seeing a familiar smile, while Honglian felt the kindness, she pretended to be dissatisfied.

"I also want to recognize you, Honglian, but after seeing you, my first feeling is that such a beautiful girl can't be my sister, right? How could my sister, Honglian, be so cute? What? So, you know." Han Fei heard Honglian's dissatisfaction, and pretended to be helpless.

In a few words, I don't know who is cooperating with whom. The brothers and sisters who haven't seen each other for several years have found the familiar feeling they used to have.

"Brother, do you recognize it now?" Hong Lian asked with a puffy face.

"Of course I recognize it. Such a beautiful and lovely girl can only be my sister Honglian." Han Fei winked exaggeratedly.

"Cut. It's so ugly, how could such an ugly person be my brother." Honglian pointed at Han Fei's distorted and funny face and said with disgust.

"Are you okay?" Han Fei asked with a serious face, seeing that the familiar red lotus in his memory seemed to be in front of him.

"Is it okay for us brothers and sisters not to talk about this today?" Honglian also put away her smiling face.

"Yes, yes, I won't talk about this today." Han Fei looked at the serious Honglian and realized that he had asked the stupidest question.

No matter what Honglian's answer is, it doesn't make sense to Han Fei. If Honglian agrees, can he bless him?If it is not good, does he have the ability to change?He can't do both of these things himself.

"Brother, you have become Master Xun's disciple now, and you have learned a lot after thinking about it."

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While Honglian and Han Fei were recalling the past, talking about the present, and looking forward to the future, in a watchtower in the distance, Yanling Ji Zinu was busy working around a steaming hot pot. The knife is like flying, skillfully cutting various ingredients into the best shape. As for Yan Lingji, she is skillfully controlling the heat. The flame in the stove is under the control of Yan Lingji, just like the tower three years ago. .

"My lord, what do you think that little girl Honglian will say to his brother at this time?" Yan Lingji, who chose to be lazy under the pretext of controlling the fire, turned her head and asked Ying Zheng who was far away.

"This question is a bit difficult to answer, but if you are interested, you can choose to eavesdrop. Come to think of it, with your current skills, the two of them will not find you." Ying Zheng looked at the two busy people in front of him. The beautiful cook said in a relaxed mood.

"Really?" Yan Lingji's expression was suddenly mobilized, as if she was very moved by Ying Zheng's proposal, and couldn't help laughing when she thought of something interesting and proud.

Zi Nu, who heard the laughter, also shifted her attention from the mutton under the knife to Yan Lingji's body, looking at the charming and charming face, and Ying Zheng who seemed to enjoy Yan Lingji's amused, The female boss of Zilanxuan couldn't help but pursed her lips, and then she put the realization on the cutting board, as if the thin slices that appeared under her knife were more attractive than Yan Lingji and Ying Zheng.

When Zi Nu lowered her head and concentrated on her own affairs, Yan Lingji's happiness didn't last long, because she saw the banter in Ying Zheng's eyes.

"Your Majesty, you lied to me again." Sensing Ying Zheng's true intentions, Yan Lingji suddenly became unwilling, and jumped, using her body as a weapon to smash Ying Zheng down.

Facing the huge sense of oppression, Ying Zheng opened his arms. Just when Yan Lingji was about to land safely, Ying Zheng suddenly withdrew his arms, and the panicked Yan Lingji waved her teeth and claws. Folding her arms, she slammed on Ying Zhengdi, as if she was trying to grab something to fix her figure. This Baiyue witch who had just put on a good show instinctively folded her upper arms, grabbing something that was in front of her eyes. The living things are taken into my arms.

And Ying Zheng truly felt an unprecedented sense of oppression, which was even stronger than the shock brought to him by the [-] troops.

Hugging Ying Zheng's neck and finally stabilizing her figure, Yan Lingji finally had the energy to see what she was hugging. When she saw what was in her arms, the badly frightened demon girl took revenge. He tightened his arm bands, and he had the aura of suppressing evil dragons on dangerous peaks.

But the imposing Baiyue witch didn't last long. In the next moment, the Baiyue witch was like a swan shot by an arrow. Her waist was straightened and her slender neck showed a beautiful arc. There was even a moaning sound that made Zi Nu almost cut her hand.

Zi Nu, who barely managed to stabilize her mind, maintained her composure and continued her work, but the people on the other side seemed to be fighting against Zi Nu, and the soul-stirring moans did not stop, but instead became more and more intense.

That kind of voice, as time went by, became richer in content, more diverse in tone, and more contagious in emotion. At least at this time, Zi Nu could no longer hold the knife in her hand steadily.

The purple girl with veins protruding from her forehead inserted the kitchen knife into the cutting board angrily, and looked at another battlefield with her arms folded as if angry.

The moaning sound gradually turned into a crying sound, and Yan Lingji's straight waist seemed to have been pulled out of her muscles and bones, and her whole body was hanging powerlessly on Ying Zheng's body. At this time, the arm was hanging weakly on Ying Zheng's shoulder, and slowly, the weeping voice became inaudible.

Just when the Yan Lingji in front of Zi Nu was already dead, a high-pitched voice rang in Zi Nu's ears like a dying cry, causing the audience who was watching a good show to quickly look away. The slightly flushed ears told others that her heart was not as calm as she had shown at this moment.

Realizing that she had lost her composure, the purple girl angrily threw the ingredients into the boiling pot, and ate on her own. As for the other two, she didn't care, since they were almost full anyway.

(End of this chapter)