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Pure Spirit Pavilion.

All stories start from this house.

Lord walked in here lightly, looking around at the familiar set.

It was from this dilapidated hut that he walked out, and then step by step he reached today's level.

Since the establishment of the Soul Soul Realm, one thing after another has happened, causing him to suddenly become in a hurry. He hasn't come back to watch it for a long time. Basically, only Yinmeng will come back to clean up occasionally after he is free. .

Although the furnishings of the house are very simple, it is not as prosperous as the Lingwang Palace.

But it gave him an inexplicable peace of mind, just like a wanderer who finally returned home after traveling for several years.

da da da~

At this moment, a petite figure ran out from the kitchen on the side of the hall.

"Cough, cough, cough..."

The person who ran out was Yinmeng.

Yinmeng was wearing a black fluffy princess dress and black cotton socks to reveal her half-white calf. There was black oil smoke on her face, apparently choked by the thick smoke in the kitchen, where she was rubbing her hair desperately. red eyes.

Seemingly sensing the presence of an outsider, Yinmeng suddenly raised and threw it, two sharp eyes suddenly shot out from those big black eyes, and the spiritual pressure within the body was surging like waves, as if the next second was about to happen. To spew out.

When he saw that it was Lord, the turbulent Reiatsu instantly dissipated.

Instead, Yinmeng's eyes that gradually became wet, the bulging cheeks on both sides, and the big black eyes were full of unspeakable sadness and grievances.

"Brother...Brother!"

Yinmeng Lihua shouted with rain, and rushed over impatiently. Her arms were like koalas, and she hung her whole body on Lorde, and then buried her head in her arms and burst into tears. .

"I'm back, Yinmeng."

Lorde embraced the weeping Yinmeng in his arms,

Gently rubbing her black hair, she felt a little uncomfortable for a while: "It's all my brother's fault. I have ignored your feelings this time."

"Woooooooo..."

Yinmeng sobbed and raised her head, looked at Lorde with tears in her eyes, and whimpered: "Then...then brother, you have to promise me that you will take me with you wherever you go in the future, okay?"

"I was wrong this time~"

Listening to Yinmeng's request, Lord softened his heart and said softly: "I will bring you next time, okay?"

During this time, he has been busy with business, but ignored Yinmeng's feelings.

Now that I think about it carefully, let Yinmeng stay in the cold laboratory alone, and I haven't seen him for a long time, I can imagine how much grievance I feel in my heart.

To make up for it, Lord also promised various conditions.

For example, taking her to an amusement park, eating hamburgers, buying clothes and other conditions, only then coaxed Yinmeng into laughter, and even wiped the snot on his death fighter.

If Kisuke Urahara saw this scene, his jaw would drop to the ground in surprise.

Whoever dares to wipe the snot on the clothes of the Spirit King, looking at the entire Three Realms, I am afraid that Yinmeng is the only one who is so 'unscrupulous' by pampering.

In fact, Lord didn't care about the little things.

Not to mention that he wiped his snot on his clothes, even if he wiped it on his body, he wouldn't blame Yinmeng.

Because among all creations, Yinmeng was not only the earliest born, but also the most special to him. Lord never regarded it as a tool, but always regarded her as his sister.

So how could the elder brother blame the lovely younger sister for such a trivial matter?

Yinmeng raised her head pretty, pinched her fingers and whispered, "Brother, I want to eat sweet and sour pork ribs."

Speaking of...

Not only has he not seen Yinmeng for a long time.

Even sitting and having a meal with her seemed like a long time ago.

"Good good~~~"

Lorde rubbed Yinmeng's black hair, showing pampering eyes, and said with a smile: "I haven't cooked for a long time, I don't know if I have stepped back, sit and watch TV for a while, and I'll cook for you."

"Okay~ I love you the most, brother!"

Yinmeng cheered happily, gave Lord a fierce kiss on the cheek, and then jumped on the sofa and clicked on her favorite show.

Lord smiled and shook his head, put on his apron and walked into the kitchen.

Put cold oil into the pot, when the oil temperature is 80% hot, add the blanched ribs, cook wine, light soy sauce and balsamic vinegar in turn, fry until the cold noodles are golden, pour water and add 3 tablespoons of sugar, simmer on low heat for ten minutes, then close on high heat Sauce, sprinkle a spoonful of balsamic vinegar to stimulate the smell, sprinkle a little chopped green onion and sesame seeds before serving to enhance the color.

After some operations, the sweet and sour pork ribs came out of the pot, and the aroma was overflowing instantly.

Gollum...  

Yinmeng heard the sound, and all the greedy worms in her stomach were seduced. She couldn't help but cling to the kitchen door, looking at the plate of braised pork ribs greedily, while swallowing her saliva and asking, "Brother... .would you let me taste a piece?"

Saying that, Yinmeng reached out to grab the ribs.

slap~

"Don't worry, it's not good yet."

Lord slapped Yinmeng's head with his fingers and said with a smile: "Also, little greedy, did you forget to wash your hands before eating?"

"Oh~ people know it!"

Without stealing the spareribs, Yinmeng pouted her lips angrily, shook her arms reluctantly, and ran to the bathroom to wash her hands.

"Hahaha......"

Lorde opened up and laughed, and proceeded to prepare the second course.

It's been a long time since we ate together, how could it be possible to only prepare a sweet and sour pork ribs, at least three meat, three vegetables and one soup!

lol~

The hot oil cooks the pan, and the fireworks rise.

I have been busy with the sunset outside, and all the dishes are finally ready.

The whole house was full of aroma, and the strong smell made Yinmeng, who was outside the door, in a hurry, and wanted to rush in quickly.

Sweet and Sour Pork Ribs, Braised Lion Head, Sweet Potatoes, Cold Salad, Mushroom Rape, Fried Crispy Pork, Steamed Sea Bass, and... a plate of dumplings stuffed with pork and green onions.

"Wow, so rich!"

Yinmeng's eyes almost straightened, her mouth drooling uncontrollably, and she said dumbly, "Brother, what day is today, why do you want to make so many dishes?"

"Today...is my birthday."

Lorde smiled slightly, rubbed Yinmeng's hair, and said with a smile: "I used to have a plate of dumplings with pork and green onions on my birthday, and now if I want to eat them again... I can only make them myself. already."

Although the tone seemed flat, Ke Yinmeng could still hear a lingering sadness.

"Brother, happy birthday!"

Yinmeng held Lord's face in both hands, with a cute smile: "Yinmeng will learn how to make dumplings, and then make them for you every year, okay, brother?"

"Okay~"

Lord pinched the little guy's nose and said with a smile, "Eat it quickly, or it will be cold after the meal."

"Uh-huh!"

Yinmeng couldn't wait to start, and devoured the dishes in front of her.

Lord looked at the warm scene in front of him, and felt that there was an invisible hand that calmed the restlessness in his heart.

Yinmeng reminded him of one thing...

Whether he is a spirit king in the future, or any kind of powerful existence, what he pursues should not be to surpass everything, but to protect everything he wants to protect. This is what he really wants to pursue!

Don't forget... the fireworks in this world!

Always remember that you are a human being, not a cold rock!

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