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Hearing this, Mo Zihan became angry and shouted: "This is the last bunch of candied haws! And this is the most delicious candied haws ever made!"

"It's more delicious than candied haws. Zhu Guo is much more delicious than this candied haws. You even snatched it from the kid." Leng Che took out Zhu Guo from his storage ring and handed it to Mo Zihan.

Mo Zihan took the red fruit that Leng Che handed over, a look of loneliness flashed in his eyes, and said, "You don't understand." Mo Zihan looked at the children next to him who were happily eating candied haws one by one, his eyes were in a trance, as if It was the scene when I and my mother always asked for candied haws when they were young.

Seeing the loneliness in Mo Zihan's eyes, Leng Che raised his eyebrows slightly. He didn't understand the loneliness in Mo Zihan's eyes, but he felt an emotion that he didn't know. It should be sympathy, and he was lonely too. .

Leng Che raised the corners of his lips slightly, and said: "The candied haws are not as delicious as the rice I cook. I will make some for you when I get back to the inn, so that you can know what is really delicious."

"You? You know how to cook?" Mo Zihan asked Leng Che suspiciously while looking at her.

Seeing the disbelief in Mo Zihan's eyes, Leng Che felt a little annoyed, and said, "You'll know if you eat it or not, go back to the inn." After speaking, Leng Che turned around and left.

Mo Zihan followed Leng Che, nodded, and said, "Then let you cook a meal for me." Cold people can cook.

Hearing Mo Zihan's words, Leng Che snorted and said, "I was the one who reluctantly made things for you, a scoundrel woman."

"Who are you calling a scoundrel?! You are the scoundrel! Your whole family is a scoundrel!!" Mo Zihan yelled directly at Leng Che.

"Well, it's up to whoever should." Leng Che said leisurely.

"You!" Mo Zihan pointed at Leng Che angrily, his fingertips trembling in anger.

Leng Che patted Mo Zihan's hand pointing at him away, and continued walking, ignoring Mo Zihan's expression of being so angry that he was about to ascend to heaven.

Being ignored again, Mo Zihan snorted coldly, turned his head and walked silently without speaking.

Leng Che turned his head to look at her, raised his eyebrows slightly, and did not speak.

When they arrived at the inn, Leng Che went straight into the kitchen, while Mo Zihan sat on the stool and played with the jade pendant around his neck boredly.

Leng Che walked into the kitchen, saw the eyes of those chefs, said coldly: "Rang Rang." Then he went to the stove and started tinkering.

The chef next to him was squeezed aside by Leng Che, and he was not happy. A woman suddenly came out and snatched his job, so what would he do?Cut fruit?

The chef said unhappily: "Why did you come in and snatch my job?" Leng Che immediately glanced over at the chef's words.

Seeing the extremely cold eyes, the chef shuddered and dared not speak anymore. He took his kitchen knife and went to the side to cut fruit.

Leng Che cooked a lot of dishes in a row, and the very strong aroma wafted out, which made the chefs beside him stare at the dishes on Leng Che's dishes in shock. They all swallowed and stared at Leng Che Che plans to learn everything he puts in when cooking.

After finishing the dishes, Leng Che took the tray and put all the dishes in. Before leaving, a chef next to him hugged his thigh and shouted: "Master! You recognize me as an apprentice!"

Leng Che was hugged by the chef's legs, his eyes turned cold, and he lifted his foot to shake off the chef. The sturdy chef who was thrown away immediately flew more than five meters away, and his head hit the wall directly. on, dizzy.

The people next to him who were planning to do the same thing as the chef saw the miserable appearance of the chef, they all turned around and knelt down to hold their heads, their bodies trembling.

Leng Che raised his eyebrows slightly when he saw the faces of the chefs, picked up the tray and walked out.

Mo Zihan was getting impatient for a long time, and just wanted to go into the kitchen to look for Leng Che, but saw Leng Che coming out with a tray, followed by a strong aroma.

It makes people move their index fingers as soon as they smell it. Mo Zihan looked at the dishes on the table one by one, and his eyes lit up. I couldn't wait to pick up the chopsticks and took a piece of the dish that looked like meat but didn't look like meat and ate it into my mouth.

Mo Zihan ate the food in his mouth, and the gravy immediately overflowed. The tender meat on the outside made Mo Zihan's eyes even more radiant and satisfied.

After Mo Zihan finished eating the dishes in his mouth, he ate other dishes one by one, his face full of intoxication.

Seeing Mo Zihan's satisfied and intoxicated expression, Leng Che curled his lips into a smile and watched her eat.

Just as Mo Zihan was left with the wind and clouds, there was not much food left on the table. Mo Zihan patted his bulging stomach, and there was still a grain of rice left on his mouth.

Seeing the rice grains near Mo Zihan's mouth, Leng Che secretly took out the reflective crystal and stamped them, and wanted to pass her a handkerchief, but found that he didn't have a handkerchief, so he got up and wiped the rice grains off for her with his hands.

Mo Zihan's face turned red from Leng Che's actions, and an unknown emotion flashed in his heart, and he said awkwardly, "That...why don't you eat?"

"I can't grab it." Leng Che ate the rice and replied.

Seeing Leng Che's actions, Mo Zihan's face turned even redder, and he said with embarrassment, "Why are you still eating!" Hearing this, Leng Che raised his eyebrows, and said, "It's not good to waste food."

"Then...then you can't eat it either." Mo Zihan's voice was like a gnat at the end.

Leng Che nodded, and said, "I really regret eating it. I didn't taste the rice, but it smelled like dust."

"Bastard! You have dust! I don't have any dust on my face!!" Mo Zihan roared furiously.

"Well, it's really not, it's because you smell like dust." Leng Che leaned back on the chair, his cold voice was playful.

Mo Zihan's expression slowed down when he heard the previous words, but when he heard the latter words, he immediately gritted his teeth and stared at the leisurely Leng Che opposite, knowing that he couldn't talk to her, he snorted coldly and didn't speak.

Seeing Mo Zihan's appearance, Leng Che curled his lips into a smile, but just as he was about to speak, he found an extremely huge purple light suddenly rising in the sky hundreds of miles away, flashing past.

Seeing the purple light, Leng Che frowned slightly. Could it be that the Purple Spirit Forbidden Land had been opened in advance?But Leng Che didn't think much about it, he stood up and jumped out from the window sill, drew the bloodthirsty knife towards the place of purple light, turned into a stream of light and went away quickly.

"Hey! Wait for me!" Mo Zihan hurriedly drew out the blowing snow sword, adjusted the speed of the blowing snow sword to the extreme, and chased after Leng Che.

Leng Che glanced at Mo Zihan, who was following up beside him, without saying a word, turned his head and continued to stare closely at the direction where the purple light came out, and after the purple light, all the streamers of various colors were heading towards the purple light.

Leng Che saw those colorful streamers, the tip of his tongue slowly brushed over his lower lip, and his eyes stared at those rays of light like blades.

He took out a human skin mask from the storage ring and handed it to Mo Zihan next to him, saying, "I made you a new human skin mask, put it on, those righteous people see you as Miss Mo Zhuang and you!" People like me who are demons will have trouble together."

Mo Zihan also knew the serious consequences of being discovered, so he nodded, took the human skin mask from Leng Che, spread it out and looked carefully, and found that it was not the scarred face, but a very ordinary-looking one face.

Mo Zihan put on the human skin mask, looked at Leng Che's face again, and said with a smile: "Suddenly, I found that my ordinary human skin mask becomes much more beautiful when I stand with you."

Leng Che twitched the corner of his mouth, slapped Mo Zihan's small face directly, and said coldly: "If you want me to forcefully turn the face under the mask into a pig's head, just say so."

Hearing this, Mo Zihan was not happy, so he pulled off the hand on his mask and shouted: "What a pig's head! You are the pig's head! You are still a familiar pig's head!"

Leng Che withdrew his hand, heard Mo Zihan's words, slightly raised his eyebrows, and said, "Well, you are more like a pig's head, but I'm not flattered. Look at your baby face, it's not a pig's head, it's something." Pointing to the baby face mask on Mo Zihan's face, he said.

Mo Zihan was enraged by Leng Che's words, and shouted angrily, "I won't take it with you, auntie! You are the pig's head!" Just as he was about to pull off the baby-face mask he was wearing, he was stopped by Leng Che.

Mo Zihan was stopped by Leng Che, frowned slightly, and asked, "What are you doing?" Even if he didn't wear a mask, he would be dismissed for wearing a mask, so she stopped him if he didn't wear it.

Leng Che's eyes fixed on a certain place, and he secretly summoned his true energy, and said with a murderous voice, "Who is your Excellency? You hide your head and show your tail like this, don't you dare to see people?" Swim to that hidden place.

"Boom!" The place was attacked by sound waves, and a figure slowly appeared under the dust. The figure laughed loudly and said, "The little doll is quite powerful! I was shocked by the old man." After the dust dissipated, he revealed An old man dressed in a beggar's clothes, with a wretched appearance, white hair and a childlike face, his eyes are also moving around, making people think he is an old urchin at first glance.

When Leng Che saw the wretched old man without a trace of damage, he raised his eyebrows slightly, and a red light flashed in his eyes. There was no surprise, because the old man's aura made her feel an invisible sense of oppression.

The true qi in her body was also a little stagnant for a few times.

Mo Zihan also felt that the zhenqi in his body was not flowing, and asked Leng Che in a low voice: "Who is this wretched old man? His strength is so tyrannical, the zhenqi in my body is not flowing smoothly."

Before Leng Che could speak, the wretched old man laughed loudly and said, "Little boy, I'm not a wretched old man, it's wrong for you to talk like that." He shook his finger at Mo Zihan again.

Mo Zihan twitched the corners of his mouth, decisively retreated the blowing snow sword a little, and let Leng Che deal with it.

Leng Che's eyes stared at the wretched old man like a blade. He didn't know whether this person was an enemy or a friend. Although he was wearing a beggar's uniform, this person was so powerful that he should not be underestimated. If he came here for the Leng family's money, he would definitely Impossible, and this person has no murderous intent, so he should not be an enemy.

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