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[This is in line with his temperament as a martial artist. 】

"I haven't gotten your Young Master's sword back yet."

"Whose? That's not my sword." Before Li Lianhua could finish speaking, he was sent to the stage by Di Feisheng's palm.

He took a mask from the waist of the person in front and put it on, using Fang Duobing to steady himself. The moment the two of them stood firm, the incense burned out. The red satin hit his arms.

"What's the relationship between you and Li Xiangyi?"

Facing Di Feisheng's questioning, Niao Niao felt a little helpless. "I've said it all, my friend."

"I don't think so." Di Feisheng looked at Li Lianhua on the stage and murmured in a low voice.

"By the way, why did you push him up?"

"I hope he can find his old self again."

"Before?" Niao Niao thought back to the days she spent with him. He is indeed not as wanton as before. The whole person exudes the maturity accumulated over the years.

"When the fragrance is gone, the fallen flowers have their owners." Ji Hanfo's voice came, and he raised his head to look up.

[This is the famous Buddha White Stone! 】

"Li Lianhua, you're out of luck." Fang Duobing was really happy for Li Lianhua.

Different from Fang Duobing's excitement, Li Lianhua held the silk as if it was a hot potato. It doesn’t matter if you throw it away, it doesn’t matter if you keep it. "What a dog you are."

"You don't seem to be an old friend from around the house."

"My surname is Li."

After Li Lianhua finished speaking, everyone looked at the familiar figures and felt their hearts twitch. Longing for that impossible answer.

"Lee what?"

"Li Lianhua."

Regarding Li Lianhua hiding his identity, Di Feisheng shook his head regretfully. He really wanted that wanton boy back.

Li Lianhua got the opportunity to try the sword and couldn't refuse. He had no choice but to pick up the sword. He was holding the young master he had not seen for ten years, and he always felt that something was wrong.

He wore a light green gown and his hair was tied up with a wooden hairpin. The moment he pulled out the sword, everyone stared at the young master's sword.

Di Feisheng raised his lips and smiled, and a stone flew out of his hand. It hit the young sword in Li Lianhua's hand. A clear sound of 'ding' sounded, and the sword was broken into several halves.

Everyone looked at the broken sword that fell on the ground in surprise. When Fang Duobing saw everyone on the stage coming angrily, he silently stayed away from Li Lianhua.

Shi Shui looked at the broken sword, feeling angry and sad. "How dare you destroy the young master!"

Li Lianhua took the young master with only the hilt left and turned it around in his hand, "This sword is fake!"

"How could it be fake?"

"That's right, how do you know it's fake!"

"..."

Most of the crowd were people who doubted him.

"This sword is a very good imitation. But I heard that Li Xiangyi got this sword when he was fifteen years old, and the sword has been in his hand for five years. But there is no wear and tear on the hilt. It is really strange." Li Lianhua said. The sword hilt in his hand was handed to Qiao Wanan.

[Qiao Wanan is indeed the most beautiful woman in the world. I really want to have sex with this beautiful woman. 】

Li Lianhua glanced at Nian Niao out of the corner of her eye, feeling secretly amused.

Qiao Wanan took the hilt of the sword and observed it carefully before speaking: "Back then, Xiangyi fought with the Wuyou swordsman. In order to save Wuyou's life, he used the hilt of the sword to block Wuyou's killing move with his backhand. This sword But there is no damage at all, it is indeed a fake. This is not the young master I found, Master Ji, the sword was dropped."

Upon hearing this, several courtyard masters will go to Jiange to check the situation.

"Aren't you going to follow?" Di Feisheng looked at the crowd going away and tilted his head to look at Nia Nau in confusion.

She turned around to face him and stared into his eyes. "Why do you have no sense of taste?"

Di Feisheng was stunned, as if he didn't expect that she would ask such a question. He looked away from the girl's shining eyes and didn't know how to speak.

After waiting for a long time, he saw that he had no intention of speaking. Niao Niao didn't intend to keep spending it like this. She pulled the corner of his clothes and said as she walked: "No matter what the reason is, in my opinion, the only things you can't live up to are money and delicious food."

Di Feisheng let her pull him. The girl's black hair was casually draped behind her, and he suddenly chuckled. Like a rose blooming in the desert, dazzling.

"Thank you, abbot." Pudu Temple borrowed the kitchen.

[Xiao Jiu, here’s a ten-fragrance rebirth pill. 】Niao Niao finished beating the eggs and ordered Xiao Jiu in his heart.

Who is Xiaojiu? Di Feisheng looked around vigilantly, but did not find anyone suspicious.

"Okay." Xiaojiu agreed readily. Niao Niao was surprised, how could this guy agree so easily? Could it be that Di Feisheng is also the protagonist?

Push down the doubts in your heart. Niao Niao crushed the elixir in his hand into the beaten eggs, poured it into the mold, and then steamed it.

Soon, the aroma of chicken cakes spread throughout the kitchen. Di Feisheng was holding a cup as big as his palm, feeling a little at a loss. How to eat this thing?

It was rare to see him like this, so he looked at him curiously. Go over him and take out a spoon from the edge of the pot.

The egg cake is steamed very well, like a freshly baked egg tart. Niao Niao couldn't hold it back for a moment, so he took a spoonful and put it into his mouth.

【Delicious! It would be better if there is cream! 】

Seeing her enjoying herself, Di Feisheng became interested in food for the first time in her life. He took a spoon and began to scoop a spoonful into his mouth.

The surface of the egg cake is smooth, supporting the trembling, swollen, plump, and alive oily look. Bite it down and it will enter your mouth as silky as jelly. A tender, slightly sweet taste instantly captured Di Feisheng's heart.

"Is it delicious?" Niao Niao bit the spoon and looked at Di Feisheng with a proud expression. He was so lucky to taste such food as soon as he regained his palate!

Before Di Fei could reply, a pot was lifted out of thin air. The crowd who were supposed to solve the case in Jiange walked out from inside.

The sweet smell lingered on the tip of Fang Duobing's nose. He stared straight at the small cake in Di Feisheng's hand, his face filled with the desire to eat it.

"I didn't know that Niao Niao could cook." Li Lianhua also noticed the cake in Di Feisheng's hand and said with unknown meaning.

"Who are these two?" Qiao Wanyuan was also particularly curious about the thing in Di Feisheng's hand. She already likes sweets, and the fragrance is indeed very tempting.

[The beautiful sister is just good-looking, and her voice is also so nice. 】

He took out a small cake from the ladder cage and handed it over. "My name is Niao Niao, and I am Li Lianhua's friend. This is Ah Fei." After the introduction, Niao Niao thoughtfully brought her another spoon.

Li Lianhua's expression was too frightening, and she hurriedly moved her body and handed it over in a flattering manner. "This is not a well-raised fox, and I don't even need to cook it myself."

"Niao Niao, don't be too partial! I want it too!" Just after coaxing Li Lianhua, Fang Duobing started again. Niao Niao shook her head tiredly and resigned herself to taking another portion.

【What happened to them! This is specially made for Di Feisheng to regain his sense of taste. Xin Hao is divided into many small portions. From now on, I can never cook again. 】

Restore your sense of taste? Li Lianhua held the small cake and seemed to be tasting it carefully. In fact, he secretly observed the sound of Di Fei and saw that he had indeed regained his sense of taste. He couldn't help but think of Xiao Jiu, whom Niao Niao had mentioned before.

Who is that person? It seems that any complicated matter becomes simple through his hands.

After finally appeasing a few people, Niao Niao asked curiously: "How was your investigation?"

"It's Miss Qiao's maid Arou. Her sweetheart tricked her into stealing the young master and killed her. We have to go down to the tunnel again and bring up her body." Fang Duobing replied while eating.

He nodded and asked no more questions. In the middle of the night, I was lying on the bed bored.

【wave! How can you be so disappointing! Sometimes, I can't even sleep. 】

"Why try to force yourself if you can't sleep?"

"Di Feisheng? Why did you come to my room without sleeping in the middle of the night?" Niao Niao quickly retracted into the bed, leaving only one head exposed.

"I just saw Qiao Wanyuan being dragged away by a fake monk." Di Fei said tentatively.