A few half-opened golden flowers are spread on the plate in a row, and then a fish that is slightly thinner than other round fish, disemboweled, put it into the food tripod and steam, and then burn the stove and put the two pickled fish on it to roast. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Soon the two fish each emitted their own fragrance, and the golden flower tree made a grinding sound from that side, and in a short time, a head poked out of the flower tree.

Mo Qiqi followed the prestige, and saw a man who was one or two points similar to Bian Hongjun's appearance, the hair bun on the top of his head was loose and loose, it seemed to be sleepy-eyed, smelling the smell and sniffling, she paused slightly, lowered her head and turned the grilled fish over.

Mo Qiqi is already the divine consciousness of Jindan Great Perfection, so close, I didn't find anyone there, that person's cultivation must be higher than her, it should be a Yuanying monk, even if he looks sleepy-eyed, but he must have discovered Mo Qiqi early, but he didn't show the slightest breath, until a few fish wafted out of the fragrance before poking his head out of the flower tree, there is no malice in it.

After the two grilled fish were grilled and put on the plate, the steamed fish in the ding were already ready to come out of the pot, so she set up a small pot, heated some oil, and poured it on the steamed fish with the seasoning.

On the other side of the flower tree, the man struggled out of the dense flowers, took the petals that fell to the ground, thought about it, took out a green gourd from the storage bag and walked towards her, and asked with a smile: "It's good to share a table." ”

Although this guy has such a disgraceful imagination with Bian Hongjun, but after all, it is not Bian Hongjun, the most important person is higher than her, and she is not easy to refuse, pretending not to know his cultivation, took two pairs of dishes and chopsticks out and put them away, and said: "Fellow Daoists, please feel free." ”

The man lifted his robe, sat down quite casually, put the gourd to her hand, lifted the chopsticks and aimed at the plate of grilled fish in front of him, Mo Qiqi was slightly stunned, and there were two clean fish bones left on the plate.

The man seemed to be a little confused, and said: "Daoyou's craftsmanship is really amazing, I was greedy for a while, I didn't control it, hehehe......"

This person smiled like this, but there was no trace of Bian Hongjun's portrait, Mo Qiqi originally had no opinion on him, in fact, for people who cook deliciously, someone cheered him, it was really a very happy thing, so he pushed the steamed fish in front of him and said with a smile: "I haven't practiced for a long time, in fact, I am a little rusty, and it is rare for Taoist friends to support it." ”

When he got up, he caught a few more fish, steamed, boiled, or roasted until they were satisfied.

Eating is the best way to bring people closer to each other, and after eating a meal, the man has already called her "Qiqi." Mo Qiqi also learned that this guy should be Bian Hongjun's younger brother or elder brother, and his name is Bian Hongze.

There is only one position of the young master of the Bian family, Bian Hongjun went up, he could only stare dryly, if he had a close relationship with Bian Hongjun, he could not be entrusted with important tasks, if he was not close, he would probably stay away from the center of power, but these problems are not a problem for a Yuanying monk, and when he cultivates to his level, he is already an upper-level person in this world, even if the patriarch does not wait for him, the identity of an elder is always indispensable.

Mo Qiqi thought of Bian Hongjun again and said that he was framed by someone for swallowing Chi Yanzhu, this kind of thing must only be done by people who are close to him, I don't know if it has anything to do with Hongze here, she gossiped in her heart, but she didn't show it on her face.

Drag the beautiful Fu, there is a green lotus wood in her dantian to refine her temperament all the time, and her physique is extremely pure, yes, even if Mo Qiqi is silent, as long as she sits there peacefully, it makes people feel extremely quiet.

Bian Hongze said something to her, she neither seemed overly curious to ask the reason, nor did she pat his ass in a special way, as if he was an ordinary Taoist friend, treated him with courtesy, and intersected like water, Bian Hongjun felt very comfortable, and he came and went, pulling her to gossip for a lot of time.

It's not an important thing, or the gossip that happened in the city, or the genius treasure that appeared in an auction house, Mo Qiqi quietly played the role of a trash can, cleaned the pots and pans and put them in the storage bag, turned out a pot of tea, made a pot of tea, and listened to him slowly, left and right She was also to relax and relax, she was not a person with a lot of words, holding a teacup, looking at a pool of swaying lotus flowers, listening quietly, occasionally um, one or two, it was a response.

As soon as he chatted, he chatted for more than an hour, Bian Hongze also talked very much from the original, the more he talked, the slower he became, and then he simply was like Mo Qiqi, leaning on the pillar of the water pavilion, getting westerly, twilight sprinkled on the two of them, gilding a layer of soft light for the two people in white shirts, looking from a distance, it was really very warm, it was really a couple made in heaven, it was simply the best.

fell in Bian Hongjun's eyes, it seemed so dazzling, he inexplicably felt a sense of irritability in his heart, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt frightened, his brows furrowed, Mo Qiqi's "Ah!", let out a miserable scream, the jade cup in his hand fell to the lotus pond, rolled to the ground with a bang, holding his head with both hands, and couldn't help trembling.

Bian Hongze was startled, immediately helped her up, and asked urgently, "Qiqi, what's wrong with you??"

Mo Qiqi has a headache now, where can he take care of him, holding his own head and longing to touch the pillar to relieve one or two.

Seeing that she was really going to touch the pillar, Bian Hongze hugged her and dragged her to a place far away from the pillar, seeing that she kept holding her head and screaming, thinking for a moment, and was about to use her divine sense to probe into her sea of consciousness to investigate, but Bian Hongjun suddenly appeared in the water pavilion, and his eyes were as cold as water looking at Mo Qiqi who he was holding.

Mo Qiqi's screams were higher than one another, and he only felt that his brain was stuffed into the juicer, and his eyes were pitch black, only the endless pain, Mo said that there was a Bian Hongjun in the water pavilion, even if it was a Jade Emperor, she couldn't estimate it.

Bian Hongze pressed Mo Qiqi, who was so painful that he wanted to roll on the ground, and said to Bian Hongjun in a cold voice: "I have nothing to say about becoming a king or defeating a coward, and I live in seclusion here according to my words, this girl just strayed into this place today, listen to me say a few words of gossip, if you can't see me in contact with others, seal this garden, why torture her like this?"

"Mistakenly entered here?" Bian Hongjun paused and frowned slightly.

Mo Qiqi, who was struggling violently and twitching in pain, suddenly softened, and then the whole person softened, sweat hit his body up and down, his face was pale and pale, his forehead was wet and sticky to his face, and the whole person was like a little cabbage beaten by frost, how pitiful and pitiful it was.