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Since the start of the Panfengmen war, except for a few disciples with a slightly lower cultivation level, most of the disciples have chosen to practice bigu, so every day in the cafeteria is deserted.

But today’s dormitory’s dining hall is full of voices. There is no other reason. Those disciples who have to eat regularly every day are conquered by a mouthful of fish soup when they are still listlessly preparing to eat something casually, so the news spread everywhere. The Lunar Valley.

　　 Everyone knows that the canteen has delicious milky white fish soup today, and the taste of a few side dishes is also excellent.

So everyone stopped cultivating, nor healed their injuries. Groups of free-moving groups walked to the cafeteria. Many of the wounded in bed struggled to get up, limped and ran over. Those who really couldn't get out of bed also supported them everywhere. The relationship asks someone to bring a bowl of soup back for him.

　　 "Sweet, who made this fish soup today?"

　　 "Is it Fangfang?"

　　 "No, it must be Shizhu. The three of them are Shizhu's best cooking skills."

　　 "Follow him, have another bowl!"

　　 Muyang leaned the spoon and wrapped his apron, watching them enjoying their meals in the corner, full of pride in his heart. No chef can bear the praise of others for his cooking, and Muyang is no exception.

　　 At this time, Tian Tian came over and took Mu Yang's arm, and pushed him in front of everyone. "Senior brothers and sisters, in fact, you all guessed wrong. Today's dishes are all made by Brother Mu!"

　　 Everyone stopped the chopsticks in their hands, turned their heads to look at Mu Yang, the dining hall suddenly fell into silence.

　　 Muyang was also embarrassed by the sudden silence, and suffocated his breath to speak.

　　 After almost three breaths, except for a few greedy people who continued to immerse themselves in the soup, the other disciples all gave Mu Yang a thumbs up, and Mu Yang was relieved.

　　 "Awesome young man, I didn't expect you to have this craft."

　　 "I just said that these three girls didn't cook so good before, so they had to ask an expert."

　　 "Look, you can go to the hall and go to the kitchen. This is the companion that female sisters like. How can they be like you guys who can only shout and scream."

　　 After that, everyone laughed and praised Mu Yang endlessly. Of course, most of these people were related to Muyang yesterday.

　　 Muyang unwrapped his apron and said to everyone: "Everyone, today's dishes are all great supplements. I must have consumed a lot during the first battle yesterday. I specially matched today's nutritious lunch. I hope everyone has a good meal!"

　　 Many people politely thanked Mu Yang, and then ate the remaining dishes in a few bites, picked up the plate and rushed to grab the dishes.

　　 Since the start of the war, they have been worried every day, focusing on cultivation all day long, thinking about improving their strength as soon as possible, and contributing to Luoyuegu. Few disciples still think about eating.

　　 However, they have also developed the habit of eating three meals a day with the owner of the valley. Even though they are not hungry, they are willing to allocate a little time to have a good meal, which can be considered as stealing half a day of leisure.

　　 Muyang thought that cooking such a meal at this time should make most people feel good about him, and the remaining small part would not be too difficult to handle.

　　 He handed the spoon to Tian Tian, ​​and then he also contained a bowl of rice and squeezed it among a group of disciples.

　　 Among these disciples, most of them are fresh faces, which Mu Yang didn't take care of yesterday. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Mu Yang seized the opportunity to chat with their eldest family for a short time to improve their relationship. In his words, this is called lunch diplomacy.

　　 There are other disciples who are already familiar with each other to assist, Mu Yang will be much less difficult to start, and after a while, he will talk to them in darkness, like a brother who has been getting along for a long time.

　　 In the trading space, Brother Dog can finally have a good meal.

　　 Since leaving Xishan Town, Muyang has not cooked it once, nor has it been his turn for the old man.

　　 These days, it can be gluttonous. The few dishes Muyang made this time are not many, but the quantity is better. Before the meal started, I had a big bucket for Brother Dog. At this time, he was shrinking in the bucket, kicking the sky on his back, eating frantically.

　　 At the time of a meal, Mu Yang opened up the relationship between six people again. Unfortunately, these people still don't know about the treasure.

　　 But Mu Yang was not discouraged either, this was also expected, at least this meal gained a lot of favorability.

　　 After the meal, the disciples left one after another. Before leaving, many people would come over to thank Mu Yang.

When the people were almost gone, Mu Yang rolled up his sleeves and was about to pack the tableware, but Fangfang stopped him, "Mu Yang, you have worked hard enough to cook today. We will just leave the rest to us. You will go back soon. have a rest."

Mu Yang thought, these three girls are not important NPCs. It is estimated that a single meal can wipe out the good feelings. Now he treats himself sincerely, so he did not insist, and thanked him. left.

　　 Brother Gou lay on his back in the yard, with his legs upright, his stomach bulging, "Muyang, when I was eating just now, I thought of a possibility. Would you like to listen?"

　　 Muyang also lay on the bed and touched his stomach and said, "If you have a fart, let it go."

　　 "Do you think that treasure, is it possible that it is the plant on the top of the mountain?"

　　 Muyang flicked his teeth and replied: "I don't know, it should not be. If it is a treasure, they should be fully defensive."

　　 In the entire Medicine Mountain, except for the six major medicine areas, there are no protective measures in other places, which is not logical at all.

　　 Muyang plans to take a nap first, and then continue to study in the afternoon. Although I practiced for one night last night and now I am full of energy, but the sense of ritual is still very important. After eating, I have to sleep beautifully.

　　 But not long after he lay down, there was another noise outside.

　　 "What's wrong, what's the noise?" Mu Yang felt a little irritated, and went to open the door angrily, only to see many disciples, all of them running westward.

　　 Muyang is unknown, so I just saw Wang Liang passing by: "Brother, what's the matter?"

　　 "The Panfeng Gate is calling again!"

　　 Muyang's heart is tight~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Fuck, what the hell, haven't you just been here the day before yesterday? Don’t you need to regroup? Is this frequency a bit too high?

　　 didn't think much, Mu Yang rushed out with the team.

　　 Soon, everyone gathered in the Xishan Canyon. Unlike their imagination, only one person came to Panfengmen this time.

　　 This is an old man with a rickety figure, thin face, skinny, and holding a cane. His large black robe is shrouded on his small body, which looks even more mysterious and gloomy.

　　 This old man gave people a particularly dangerous feeling. Mu Yang judged that his strength should be extremely tyrannical, but also, cannon fodder didn't dare to break into Lunar Valley alone.

　　 If there is no such big formation, I am afraid no one can stop him.

　　 Wang Liang frowned, his complexion was a bit heavy, but he shouted with great momentum, without any intention of retreating, "Poison Peak Old Ghost! You dare to come to my Luoyue Valley Array alone! You are looking for death!"

　　 Dufeng spoke in a hoarse voice, and laughed like a rusty mechanical friction: "Hahaha, little girls, don't panic, this old man, I am not here to make trouble, but to give gifts."

　　Wang Liang's sword crossed, and righteously said: "I will never negotiate with you and other rats. I will fight if I want to fight!"

"Hehe, the little baby is very impulsive. You might as well listen to my conditions first. Panfengmen doesn't want to hurt your peace with you. My subordinates did not listen to the precepts and came to attack. They were really presumptuous." Inside the robe, he took out a wooden box, "This is a bit of sincerity from the old man, you accept it, this matter is over, how?"