After Nongmenford

Chapter 93 093
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As Su Dazhuang said, he stuffed the bag of rice into Su Linger's hand.

He turned around and ran towards the kitchen, put Lin Cuiping's baked cakes into a large porcelain bowl, and rushed out of the courtyard door as fast as burning his butt, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Su Linger and his wife were left standing in the yard dumbfounded.

"Hey, Da Zhuang, that's the cake I baked for Ling'er!"

It took a long time before Lin Cuiping realized it, and yelled in the direction where Su Dazhuang was leaving.

What responded to her was a long silence...

"Oh, I only made four cakes, but your father took them all away."

Lin Cuiping, who got no response, turned around chattering endlessly, and looked at her precious daughter apologetically.

Su Ling'er didn't care much about her mother's cakes, but she cared more about her father's attitude.

Her father's kindness to brother Yi seems a bit out of the ordinary.

Sometimes she even had the illusion that her father had become more cautious when speaking in front of Brother Yi.

Brother Yi's temperament is a bit strong, but is her father afraid of becoming like this?
"Ling'er, how about I bake you a few more cakes?"

Lin Cuiping looked at the pensive Su Ling'er, her eyes filled with distress.

Her precious daughter just drank some porridge, and Su Dazhuang didn't even leave her a piece of pancake.

But you want to give all the pancakes to that cousin?
Alas, forget it, if my daughter doesn't feel bad, who will feel bad?

Let's quickly bake a few more cakes for her!

When Lin Cuiping thought this way, she had already rolled up her sleeves and rushed into the kitchen, thinking about adding a few free-range eggs to the flour so that her precious daughter could eat more.

Only Su Ling'er was left alone in the yard.

When she came to her senses, she was the only one in the yard!The smell of pancakes wafts from the kitchen.

The greedy worm in her stomach was immediately lured out, her little stomach growled, and Su Ling'er immediately rushed into the kitchen.

Fill your stomach first, and then think about other things slowly.

Leng Yi closed his eyes and sat cross-legged on the trunk of a thousand-year-old tree to heal his injuries. His slender and powerful hands rested on his legs, and wisps of green smoke slowly drifted from his head.

It made him look like a dream, as cold and noble as an exiled immortal.

His trauma this time damaged part of his internal organs, and his internal strength has only recovered [-]% so far, although his daily actions have not been hindered in any way.

However, if his internal strength is not fully recovered, his attack power and explosive power cannot reach the best state.

At that time, it is bound to affect his plans.

Now he has to heal his injuries every day.

So that the internal strength can be recovered in the shortest possible time.

Fortunately, a large part of the herbal medicine that Ling'er prepared for him directly treats internal organ damage, and he believes that it won't be long.

The damaged internal organs will all return to normal, and it will be just around the corner when all his internal strength will be restored.

Suddenly, there was a slight rustling sound from the depths of the dense forest, although the sound was very soft.

But Leng Yi knew it with a keen sense. The man opened a pair of dark eyes, and his sharp eyes swept across the forest not far away, shining dangerously like a cheetah.

Gently picked up a leaf with one hand, and shot it toward the depths of the forest with a "whoosh", the leaf galloped away, flashing a dangerous cold light like a sharp blade.

Being able to use a leaf as sharp as a fire to as sharp as a dart shows that Leng Yi's martial arts has already reached an unattainable level.

"Boom blah blah!"

The leaves shot out by Leng Yi made a few sharp metal impacts in the depths of the forest, and then the surroundings became quiet.

Leng Yi didn't pay attention to the strange metal crashing sound.Continue to cross your legs and try your best to heal your injuries.

The slight cold sweat protruded densely from his bronze-colored skin, which showed that he was reaching a critical moment in his exercise.

Can't move at all.

"Whizzing!"

Suddenly two black figures flashed out from the dense forest, soaring into the sky, the two figures transformed into a graceful curve, and landed gently on the ground not far from Leng Yi.

The two black shadows glanced at each other, and at the same time fixed their eyes on the big tree not far away, who was sitting cross-legged on Leng Yi, who was practicing martial arts.

After a while, the two figures knelt down on one knee in Leng Yi's direction.

"fleeting time!"

"Like water!"

"See master, the subordinate is late, please forgive me, master."

Two cold and crisp male voices resounded throughout the space.

The surrounding area was still quiet, and Leng Yi didn't even open his eyes to look at the two people in front of him, he was still sitting there calmly doing exercises with his legs crossed.

It's just that the cold sweat on the face flowed more than before, and even fell to the ground drop by drop along the cheeks.

Fleeting Years Like Water knelt on the ground, kept his head down and said nothing, and did not dare to disturb Leng Yi.

Time passed by one minute and one second, and Leng Yi still didn't speak, as if a century had passed.

"call……"

Leng Yi let out a long breath, and finally withdrew his hands on his legs. His hands were parallel and slowly sank from the top of his head to his dantian, his face turned ruddy a lot.

He slowly opened his eyes, and a pair of dark eyes swept across the two kneeling in front of him, with complex and gloomy expressions, but they were all hidden deep in the dark pupils, and finally turned into peace.

"Be flat!"

Leng Yi's voice was low and hoarse, with a touch of tiredness.

"Yes, Master!"

Fleeting Years stood up quickly like water, and flew forward nimbly, standing in front of Leng Yi on one left and one on the right.

The eyes of the two quickly swept over Leng Yi, and the guilt in their eyes couldn't be concealed even if they wanted to.

"Master, are you okay?"

Fleeting Nian finally couldn't help but speak, they had only been away from their master for three months.

It seemed as if a century had passed, and it was only a little bit that heaven and man were separated, and they would never see each other again.

"I'm fine, you don't have to be careful."

His most troublesome time has already passed, and his body has almost recovered by this time.

"It's all because the subordinates came late and made the master suffer."

Fleeting Years Like Water knelt down on one knee again, and he was short of pleading guilty.

When they heard the news of their master's rebellion, they rushed back day and night, and even killed several thousand-mile horses.

Who would have thought?When they feel the capital.

It's too late.

They disguised themselves and managed to sneak into the capital.

But he saw with his own eyes the master's body being hung on the city gate for public display.

There are even rumors that the current emperor has issued an order that the master's body must be exposed to the sun for seven to seven days.

If it wasn't for the fact that the two of them were close to the master and were extremely familiar with the master's body, they would have almost desperately snatched the master's body in the street.

They didn't feel relieved until they finally confirmed that the corpse hanging on the city gate was not the master.

(End of this chapter)