After they were laid out, they all burst into tears.

Chapter 1 Making Requests

Sui smiled and nodded. Ye Wenchuan was a smart man. Just from his own words, he knew that the current situation would not have much impact on her or him.

"So, you should know by now what I should do to keep you alive. The people from the Helan royal family can't find you anyway."

Ye Wenchuan sighed inwardly, why did things become like this?As the most important key, neither the Helan royal family nor the woman in front of him would let him go easily.

Wait, he seems to have overlooked one of the most important things.

"Then do everyone in the Helan royal family know my role?"

Sui touched his chin and thought carefully. Ye Wenchuan's heart was lifted high. Did he know this or not, or maybe there was something else.

"How can I tell you this? Your role is not just as simple as opening the cave. You also have other roles. But they don't know about the cave. What they know is about your other things. some things.”

Well, that means that as a tool man, he has to work longer and longer. Ye Wenchuan didn't know what to say for a moment. His heart was up and down.

No one has ever told himself what he can do.

But looking at these people's reactions, it's probably not a good thing.

"Just stay here for a long time. I will definitely not do anything to you if you stay here. There is one thing you said is quite right. I don't want to be an enemy of your Wuji Sect at this time. This is very important to me now. For me, it doesn’t do any good.”

Seeing that Ye Wenchuan was not in a very high mood, Sui suddenly felt his heart skip a beat and gave a sudden advice.

As soon as she finished saying this, she felt a little strange in her heart. This didn't seem like her character. Ye Wenchuan was in her hands, but she was a hostage. Did she need to care about a hostage's mood?

Sui felt a little irritable, looking at himself holding Ye Wenchuan's wrist, thinking that this was probably affected by Ye Wenchuan's physique, right?

She let go of her hand. Although without Ye Wenchuan's blessing, her cultivation level did not increase all of a sudden, which made her a little uncomfortable, but at least her mood would not be affected by Ye Wenchuan.

"Then when are you going to kill me?" Ye Wenchuan suddenly wanted to give up. Whatever he wanted, he would die. Maybe he would have another chance to come back.

Of course, given his current situation, death might be better than living.

With so many people staring at him, rather than living in fear, it would be better to die directly and feel comfortable.

Sui frowned when she heard this. She was a little unhappy: "What nonsense are you talking about? When did I say I would kill you? I want you to live more than anyone else."

As soon as these words were said, both Ye Wenchuan and Sui were suddenly stunned, especially Ye Wenchuan, who looked at Sui with a strange expression.

Sui secretly cursed himself, and tried to make up for what he just said: "I mean, you are more useful alive than dead, so of course I hope you can live forever."

He also thought that this person had a conscience and wanted to let him go. In fact, he had not reached the optimal use point. Sui was not willing to let himself die like this.

Sui didn't expect that Ye Wenchuan's influence on her was more than just physical contact, and she became more and more irritable.

I have lived for so many years, what kind of people have I not seen?

How could she put her face if she was influenced by a boy so casually?

She took a deep breath, stood up, opened the door, and walked straight out. Looking at her back, she seemed to be frustrated and running away.

Ye Wenchuan felt a little strange and thought for a while but did not catch up.

He is a hostage now, why should he care about other people's lives when he can't care about his own.

"I heard that you can cook, come out and cook me a meal." Sui suddenly came back and looked at Ye Wenchuan awkwardly.

Ye Wenchuan was dumbfounded. Is there something wrong with this person?He also made demands on himself.

"If you don't cook for me, I will kill you."

Ye Wenchuan calmed down: "Then you kill me."

Just kidding, are you the kind of person who can be threatened casually?

Cook?Why should he cook for this person?

They caught him here, wanted to be a hostage, and even wanted to bleed his blood. How could he not think about it, so he thought about cooking for this person?

But when it comes to cooking, it seems that he hasn't eaten since he came here. Now sitting here, he feels a little hungry.

He regretted a little. He should have prepared some food in the Qiankun bag from the beginning, even big steamed buns would be good.

It's not like he's still so hungry that his chest is touching his back, and there's nothing he can do about it.

"You have been hungry here for so long without eating anything. If you starve to death here, you will be of no use to me. You'd better be obedient and give me something to eat."

Sui's expression was particularly awkward. What he said seemed to be caring about Ye Wenchuan, but it seemed that he was not.

Ye Wenchuan couldn't make up his mind for a moment.

After hesitating for a moment, Ye Wenchuan asked: "Then what do you want me to do?"

Sui took a deep breath: "Let you go eat, and then take me with you."

Ye Wenchuan was silent. This person was so strange. One moment he wanted to kill himself, and the other moment he wanted to care about himself. What kind of contradictory complex is this?

He stood up, touched his empty stomach, and pursed his lips: "It's not that I don't cook, it's that you have nothing here."

Who would prepare something to eat inside the painting?What can I do if I'm hungry?Just stay hungry.

Sui also thought about this problem. It is true that there is nothing here, and only one person can live there temporarily. She touched her chin, thought for a while, and left the painting directly.

As soon as the person left, Ye Wenchuan's mood improved a lot. It would be best if this person never came. Even if he cultivated to the point of bigu here, he would not want to deal with this person.

Just as he was thinking this, when he suddenly looked up again, Sui appeared in front of him again, only one meter away from him.

Why is this person so mysterious?Ye Wenchuan couldn't help but cursed in his heart.

"What are you scolding me for in your heart?"

Ye Wenchuan shook his head repeatedly. He didn't dare to scold him for anything.

"Don't you want me to come here?" Sui snorted: "This is my territory. I can come when I want and leave when I want. Do you need to make irresponsible remarks here? I tell you, you'd better be honest with me. Oh, you really pissed me off, I'm going to take your life!"

Ye Wenchuan exclaimed in his heart, "It's unfair. He just thought about it like this. How dare he have any other thoughts? Besides, this territory is not his own."

She can come and go when she wants, and there is no need to deal with herself. There is no need to threaten her own life at every turn.

At this time, Ye Wenchuan knew that he had made many mistakes, so he simply said nothing: "What do you want to eat?"

Chapter 121 A Bowl of Yangchun Noodles

What to eat?This question has never occurred to me.

To be serious, she has not had a serious meal for nearly 200 years. She has been fasting for many years and has stopped eating since she was [-] years old.

If she hadn't suddenly had a sudden urge to eat Ye Wenchuan's cooking today, she might not be able to eat in the next period of time.

Sui was suddenly asked by Ye Wenchuan what he wanted to eat, and for a moment he couldn't answer.

She thought carefully about what she ate 200 years ago.

After thinking about it, my memory turned out to be blurry.

It's like the days I lived in the past were particularly vain, like a burst of smoke, drifting away without leaving any trace.

She didn't know why, but she suddenly felt that this feeling was very uncomfortable. She shouldn't be like this.

"Whatever, I've had Yangchun noodles once before and they tasted pretty good. Why don't you make this for me."

Ye Wenchuan groaned.

This person carried so many things in big and small bags, but in the end she just wanted to eat a bowl of Yangchun noodles. Is she serious?

"You really don't have it. Do you want to eat something else?"

At least don't waste your cooking skills. Just eating a bowl of Yangchun noodles always feels like an insult to yourself.

Sui was a little angry, how could she know anything else?

It’s already good to know Yangchun Noodles.

She looked at Ye Wenchuan fiercely and said: "I want to eat Yangchun noodles, can you do it? If you can't do it, go away and practice!"

Okay, since this territory belongs to her, Ye Wenchuan won't say anything.

Isn’t it Yangchun noodles?he does!

Taking the things, he walked into the kitchen. There was nothing in the kitchen, no pots and pans, and Ye Wenchuan had a headache.

He turned to look at Sui, who widened his eyes in confusion: "Watch what I'm doing, hurry up and cook?"

Ye Wenchuan pointed to the empty countertop and said, "I don't have anything. Can I create something for you out of thin air?"

Sui snorted. She didn't cook, so how did she know what needed to be prepared? She asked Ye Wenchuan what he needed, and then disappeared again.

This time he disappeared and appeared faster. Ye Wenchuan was honest this time and didn't dare to think about anything.

I don't know what kind of magic power this person has that can detect the thoughts in his heart.

He was afraid that if he thought about something again, the next second, a real knife would be placed on his neck.

This time, Sui brought a lot of things, including pots and pans, various knives, and tableware, and the entire kitchen was immediately filled.

Although cooking hasn't started yet, these things already have some fireworks smell.

Seeing this scene, Sui couldn't help but feel a little moved. She didn't know what was wrong with her. After seeing Ye Wenchuan, her mood changed so much that she no longer looked like herself.

"You go out, I'll do it here." Ye Wenchuan lifted up his sleeves and started to prepare Yangchun noodles. Suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, he saw Sui still standing at the door with no intention of going out. After a moment of hesitation, he let her leave first.

This made Sui a little unhappy: "What do you mean? Why do you want me to go out? Are you planning to poison me?"

What is this person thinking in his mind: "What kind of poison can I give you? With your level of cultivation, don't you know if I poison you? I just said I want to cook, can you Can't go out? The smell of fireworks in the kitchen is too strong, which is very bad for girls."

Sui was stunned for a moment, was it just for this reason?

She didn't know what expression to make on her face, and finally left the kitchen stiffly. She didn't clear her head until the wind blew her while she was walking in the middle of the yard.

What happened to her just now?He actually listened to Ye Wenchuan's words and said it out loud. Isn't this so unlike him?

Sui lowered his head, and it seemed that he would have to do less in the future.

The more time she spends in contact with Ye Wenchuan, the easier it is for her to be influenced, which is not a good sign.

She sat in the yard and waited for a while, and suddenly she smelled a familiar fragrance.

This scent took her to a winter 200 years ago.

She remembered that winter, she was injured in a fight with others and fell in front of a farmer's house.

She never expected that people in the world would be so kind and willing to save her, but when she woke up that day, she found that she was in a warm quilt.

There was a charcoal fire burning next to it. Although the house was very simple and there was no valuable furniture in sight, it made her feel a sense of peace that she had not seen for a long time.

Later, she saw an old man with gray hair walking in. He saw that she was awake and showed a kind smile. It was a smile without any benefit. She had not seen it for many years.

"Little girl, are you awake? I just saw you fainted at the door, so I went over and brought you in. My daughter is cooking in the kitchen. These are her clothes. You should change them first."

The old man put the washed and white clothes beside the bed. They were a farming family and they didn't have anything valuable, and the clothes were not that good.

Compared with the clothes Sui was wearing, they were like heaven and earth.

The old man was a little uneasy and quickly added: "Our country people's clothes are in tatters, but they are washed very clean. I hope you don't mind."

Sui glanced at the coarse cloth clothes. To be honest, she wouldn't even look at this kind of cloth at all. She would even dislike it if it was used as a stepping stone for herself.

But for some reason, in such an environment, when she saw the white washed clothes, she didn't feel any disgust in her heart and nodded towards the old man.

"Thank you, old man."

Seeing that she didn't dislike her at all, the old man breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "The Yangchun noodles made by my daughter are very delicious. Please change your clothes quickly. After you change your clothes, come outside to eat."

Sui nodded, and when she changed her clothes and went out, she saw a teenage girl carrying two bowls of noodles and placing them on the table.

There is not much oil or water on these two bowls of noodles. There are only two vegetable leaves, but there are a lot of noodles.

When the little girl saw Sui coming out, she quickly smiled and waved to her: "Sister, when you wake up, come and eat quickly. Try my cooking. I don't know if it suits your appetite."

Sui nodded, sat down, and then saw the little girl take out a bowl from the kitchen, push one bowl of noodles towards herself, and split the other bowl of noodles in half.

When Sui saw this scene, he paused. The little girl noticed her gaze and explained, "My father and I don't have big appetites. This bowl of noodles is enough for us to share equally."

Sui didn't think much at that time and just finished the bowl of noodles. She only stayed at the farmer's house for two days. On the night of the third day, she put down a bag of silver and left.

Chapter 122 People must always look forward

Two hundred years later, she suddenly thought of that bowl of Yangchun noodles. It was the first time she had eaten something so cheap.

But that bowl of Yangchun noodles seems particularly deep in my memory.