After reconciliation with Jianzun

It's just a meal, Ye Zhili readily agreed: "It's just that the residents of Xilai City have been away for at least ten days and don't know what food is left in the kitchen."

Lu Juchen put the storage bag on the table with a "snap", and took things out in front of him.

As a sword spirit that is hard to find in the world, Lu Juchen's storage bag does not contain all kinds of magic weapons, precious stones, or even various scabbards. Instead, they are all ingredients sealed by spiritual power.

Flying in the sky, running on the ground, swimming in the water, even vegetables of various colors are complete.

Ye Zhili had never seen such a battle before, so he was stunned on the spot: "Wait, you are a sword spirit, why do you have so much food in your storage bag?"

Lu Juchen was confident and confident: "Sword spirits can't be greedy? These are all spiritual materials. They grow in black jade and fertile soil. They drink from the clear spring of Tianshan Mountain. Ordinary people can prolong their lives by eating them. Come and see what you want to do."

Ye Zhili: "What do you want to eat?"

Lu Juchen: "I want to eat all of them. I wish you could do all of these. I'm just afraid that you will be tired. You can choose according to your choice."

Ye Zhili hadn't been in the kitchen for a long time, his hands were a little itchy, and he was afraid that his skills would be unfamiliar, so he picked up a longkou chicken with oily fur from a pile of spiritual materials and carried it into the backyard.

He first performed a cleansing technique, then sat on the side of the well to pluck the hair and let the blood out, and then prepared the seasonings one by one, and spread them evenly on the chicken to marinate.

As the sword spirit of Master Lian Lu, Lu Juchen is very knowledgeable about fire. After he finished processing the chicken, the stove was fired for him.

Put the oil into the pan, the side dishes first boiled white smoke, he shook the spoon twice, the aroma began to come out, the chicken nuggets wrapped in egg liquid batter crackled after entering the pan, and the color was gradually seasoned Dye deep.

After taking it out for the first time, he re-passed the oil until the chicken pieces were crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, mixed with the sliced ​​chili peppers, and a few green leaves were dotted on it. People's appetite soared.

Lu Juchen didn't pay much attention to it, he twisted a piece with his hands and put it in his mouth.

Ye Zhili worried: "Be careful of burning you..."

Lu Juchen waved his hand indifferently, and only swallowed the chicken nugget whole before saying: "I'm a sword spirit... Xiao Yezi, your skill is really good, I'm serious, come back to Lianshan with me, Forget it, I’ll follow you wherever you go, do you lack a sword? I can fight and eat.”

Ye Zhili: "Come on, you, go outside and wait, I will make two more."

Lu Juchen asked him to do it boldly, let him do it freely, he could eat as much as he wanted, and he was not vague, so he picked up what he remembered and made five dishes and one soup, which should be enough for Lu Juchen now.

Lu Juchen looked at a table of dishes with a lively expression: "There is no regret in the sword."

The two of them hadn't just eaten a few mouthfuls when Yao Wu yelled from outside the inn: "Why are you eating?"

Ye Zhili saw that Lu Huangchen was absorbed in eating and had no time to respond, so he explained to himself: "Dangchen said he wanted to eat, so I made some for him."

Yao Wu was in high spirits, and while rolling up his sleeves, he waved to the disciples behind him: "Hurry up, hurry up, bring me a pair of bowls and chopsticks, I want to try Xiao Yezi's craftsmanship."

Yao Wu and Sheng Jian went to the Xianmeng to discuss matters, and the two of them came back together, but happened to meet Hei Wuchang on the way, and now the three of them returned to the inn, seeing that there was barely enough food on the table, they all sat down. down.

Lu Huangchen didn't say anything, instead he blinked at Ye Zhili twice expectantly.

Ye Zhili approached clearly, and whispered to him: "I'll do it for you when I get back."

Sheng Jian was chewing a piece of delicious and plump fish, seeing the intimate and tacit understanding of the two people's small movements, a sour feeling appeared in his throat.

But Ye Zhili didn't notice Sheng Jian's mood at all, he only felt that the speed of everyone's chopsticks gave him a sense of accomplishment.

After everyone had finished eating, he asked Yao Wu, "Have you discussed any plans?"

Yao Wu covered the fan in front of his face, and burped in a very gentle way: "Hey, it's not the same thing, it is said that some of the high-level people will go to Xilai Palace, and after the hostages are protected, they will send a signal. People from outside rush in."

It was indeed an ordinary but normal decision, Ye Zhili nodded, and asked another matter: "Where is Yu Wanyin?"

Yao Wu: "I don't know yet. After we have rescued everyone, we will see what the Immortal League means, but the monks scolded her badly. Speaking of which, Yu Wanyin used to be the same as Lou Jing. I was scolded when we were together, but I didn't expect to be scolded now..."

Ye Zhili was puzzled: "What did you scold her for?"

Yao Wu counted for him with his fingers: "Think about it, who is Lou Jingtong?

"Where's Yu Wanyin? A rogue cultivator with no background or sect, she's nothing but good-looking, so everyone says she's not good enough for Lou Jingtong, and even says she's a bitch who relies on nasty tricks Only then did I pick up Lou Jingtong."

Ye Zhili's hand holding the teacup couldn't help but pause, and his eyelids trembled almost imperceptibly.

Hei Wuchang commented: "I think her cultivation is pretty good."

Yao Wu: "Isn't that right? What's more, if you are worthy or not, what's the matter with outsiders, as long as the couple are happy. Lou Jingtong is such a good-tempered person. When he heard that Yu Wanyin was rumored, he I went to the door one by one, and I don't know what I did, anyway, the next day Yu those people lined up one by one to find Yu Wanyin to apologize."

Lu Juchen nodded in agreement when he heard this, flicked his sleeves, slapped his hands loudly, and praised in a melodious manner: "This is a man! Unlike some people, their Taoist companions are bullied, even I won't let a fart go!"

Ye Zhili's emotions that had just come up with the idea dissipated immediately.

Although Yao Wu didn't understand why, he could hear the meaning in Lu Juchen's tone: "Who are you scolding?"

Lu Juchen continued to be ambiguous: "I didn't scold anyone, not to mention good-looking, considerate, gentle and affectionate, no one should hold this in the palm of his hand! If it were me, I would definitely not let him suffer any grievances. I'm looking for a Taoist companion You have to keep your eyes open, some things look good, you should smell them carefully, hey, cow dung.”

Ye Zhili hurriedly kicked Lu Juchen under the table, almost pointing at Sheng Jian's nose and cursing, don't expect Sheng Jian to chop Lu Juchen before the hostages in Xilai Palace are rescued.

As soon as Lu Juchen was kicked by him, he shut up obediently, and he sneaked a glance at Sheng Jian again, there was already an inconspicuous cyan color on that sharp and angular face.

However, Lu Juchen held it back, but Hei Wuchang watched the excitement and said without hesitation: "Sword Spirit, have you seen this kind of person?"

When someone asked such a question, Lu Juchen got even more excited and slapped his hand on the table to answer.

Ye Zhi was startled.

First he scolded Sheng Jian for not being a man, then he scolded Sheng Jian for being cow dung, and if he continued to scold him, he would probably just get out of the Three Realms and Five Elements and be unworthy of reincarnation.

He quickly kicked Lu Juchen again.

It's not easy to cultivate a sword into a sword spirit, why are you snarling Yuan Heng Jianzun, the leader of swordsmanship!

Lu Juchen changed his words when he got to the edge of his mouth: "I just heard about the book of the scholar's speech on the street yesterday."

Ye Zhili closed his eyes and exhaled secretly, hating himself for dying, why did he resurrect and sit in the inn, sleeping underground so peacefully.

The people in Xilai City have all run away, who will tell you these three proverbs!

He forcibly changed the topic, and said to Lu Juchen: "Speaking of the script, I have something to ask for your help."

Lu Juchen didn't doubt him: "What's the matter?"

Ye Zhili: "It's in my bedroom, come here, I'll show it to you."

He didn't care whether it was abrupt or not, whether it was stiff or not, he led Lu Juchen up to the second floor without looking back.

It wasn't until the bedroom door was closed that the breath in his throat came out, and he said helplessly to Lu Huachen, "What did you just say?"

Lu Juchen found a stool and sat down, spread his hands indifferently: "To be honest, am I wrong?"

Ye Zhili sat across from Lu Juchen: "I know you are complaining for me, but that is Sword Master Yuanheng, you are not afraid that he will break you."

Lu Juchen raised his eyebrows: "I'm not a vegetarian, either."

Ye Zhili: "Okay, okay, you are the best. But Li is gone, let's not provoke him in the future, if you have that skill, why don't you fry small balls."

As soon as Lu Juchen heard Xiaowanzi, he reluctantly agreed: "Okay, it depends on my mood. What kind of stuffing is Xiaowanzi?"

Ye Zhili coaxed Lu Juchen with a few words, and then turned back to Xun Sheng's room. He had just stepped out of the room, and happened to meet Sheng Jian who was about to go back to the room. s room.

They came here to save people, and they didn't put many of their own things in the room, and there was not even a single personal item in Shengjian, it was as simple as it could be.

In order to prevent anyone from eavesdropping, he specially closed the door, and when he turned around again, he almost bumped into Sheng Jian's chest.

He looked up a little, and the other party was also looking down at him.

There was no anger on that usually indifferent and steady face, only a bit of sadness that surprised him.

Before he could say anything, Sheng Jian bent slightly in his direction, as if to envelop him in the narrow space between his body and the door frame.

Sheng Jian still has no crown hair, and a few strands of hair hang down his face with the movement of leaning over. The sandalwood incense he personally picked for Sheng Jian in the past now wraps him inside, like an invisible cage .

He turned his face subconsciously, and his warm breath hit his neck unhindered.

too close.

He reached out to push Sheng Jian away, but the other party grabbed his wrist and took him into his arms.

The strong and powerful heartbeat came clearly through the clothes, making him forget all his actions and words.

Shengma is sad, he thought.

"sorry."

The deep and hoarse voice rang in his ears, and Ye Zhili couldn't help slowing down his breathing: "Don't take Lu Juchen's words to heart, I've already told him..."

"He's right." Sheng Jian leaned against him again, as if looking for some kind of support, "Zhili, I will change everything."

He was silent for a moment, but still broke free from Sheng Jian's arms.

"Samurai, let's talk."

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感谢在2021-04-2720:02:27~2021-04-2820:35:48期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

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