Quickly returning to King Cen's mansion with lightning speed, Feng Qingge took a few breaths and put down Liu Fufeng in his arms.

"It's really, really exciting, it's the first time I've been held and jumped from such a height. Now Liu Fufeng is a little embarrassed, his pale face has become pale, his long black hair has become messy, his clothes are slightly open, his sickness has not decreased, and he is even more weak.

Feng Qingge's cheeks turned even redder, and he coughed falsely: "That, I'm sorry, I didn't expect it...... You sit for a while, and I'll come when I go. Little ruffian, are you there?"

"Come on, Sister Tangyuan, what are you doing?" Zheng Zixu, who was holding a spatula, immediately rushed out, his clothes had already become dirty, and his handsome face was also covered with pot ashes, and the whole person was like digging coal.

Not only Zheng Zixu, but also Luo Xing and Pu Zheng behind him, one by one, they were like Hanako, their long hair rose to the sky, as if they had been struck by lightning.

"What have you done?" the corners of his mouth twitched, and Feng Qingge stared at the three people in front of him with wide eyes.

Spit out a puff of black smoke, Pu Zheng wiped his snot, tilted his head, and said stubbornly: "It's okay, it's just that I'm hungry and want to eat, but there is nothing." ”

"Cook by yourself, I didn't expect things to be really hard to make, Sister Tangyuan, you came back just in time, we haven't eaten for a day, you give ...... Who is he?" Zheng Zixu's brows furrowed, and he looked at Liu Fufeng's eyes.

Coughing, Liu Fufeng arched his hand and said: "In Xia Liu Fufeng, the people of Sang Guozhong ......"

"It's just a friend of mine, little ruffian, isn't Bu Jinyu here? You need to make food like this?" snatched the spatula in Zheng Zixu's hand, Feng Qingge frowned.

Luo Xing shrugged helplessly and said: "Chef Bu is in the store, we are nothing, you have to go and see what the person in the kitchen has become, and what he is guilty of, and he will make a delicious meal for you." After a busy day's work, I made a dish. ”

"What?" Feng Qingge secretly said that it was not good, the kitchen of King Cen Mansion was still not long after she cleaned it up, and she couldn't let the people in front of her ruin it. didn't have time to think about anything, Feng Qingge immediately ran towards the backyard.

The cold light in his black eyes flashed out, Zheng Zixu stared at Liu Fufeng in front of him, and said coldly: "You are the one who stole the Nine Heavens and Jade that day?"

"I've just arrived in the Cloud Kingdom, as for the Nine Heavens and Jade, isn't it Princess Wiener's dowry, how can I steal it?" Liu Fufeng coughed softly, that weak appearance, even if it was a few steps away, it would be laborious, how could he come to steal things.

Even Zheng Zixu couldn't help frowning, but judging from the portrait drawn by the secret guard that night, it was the person in front of him. This face...... There will be no mistake, but is it really possible for such a sick person to steal the Nine Heavens and the Jade?

"What kind of illness do you have, is it convenient for me to take my pulse?" Zheng Zixu walked to Liu Fufeng's side in a few steps, but what he didn't expect was that Liu Fufeng generously stretched out his hand.

When Zheng Zixu touched Liu Fufeng's pulse, his whole person's eyes dimmed a little, the pulse was too chaotic, it was not deliberately forged by Xingli, this person was just an ordinary person, if there was no heaven and earth treasure hanging his life, I am afraid he would have died a long time ago.

Could it be that there are people in this world who look so alike?

"Sit down. Zheng Zixu made a gesture of please, his brows were tightly locked, and he couldn't see Liu Fufeng's illness. Sister Tangyuan, picked up another troublesome person.

Almost at the same time, the wind pushed open the door of the kitchen, and the person who was about to open the door inside was slapped by the door, and the whole person stuck behind the door.

Smoke billowed from the iron pot on the stove, the burnt dishes smelled unpleasant, and the surrounding plates were filled with black unknown dishes that looked like dark dishes. And her precious pots and pans have all become waste products at this moment.

"Whoever kills a thousand knives, who dares to mess with my kitchen, I have to cut off his claws!ah......h

With a "clang", all the pots and pans flew out, and all the ingredients were destroyed, and the kitchen was almost burned.

Who the hell is it!

Feng Qingge couldn't wait to let out a scream, and dragged the people who were messing around in the kitchen out and beat them up.

"Ahem, ahem...... It's me. The person behind the door relieved himself, pushed the door open and closed, and his scorched black face was still chic.

The moment Feng Qingge turned around, he didn't hold his breath and sprayed out directly.

But seeing Mu Cangyun at this moment, he rolled up his sleeves, inserted the hem of his clothes into his belt, pulled his trousers to his knees, and held an iron kitchen knife in his hand, and a charred black fish head in his other hand. The handsome face has already been painted black, and the hair is even more ugly than Luo Xing's, curled by the fire, and with that innocent look, he is really stunned.

Resisting the urge to complain, Feng Qingge gritted his teeth and said, "What are you doing, did you dismantle my kitchen?"

"......" Mu Cangyun didn't know what to say, when Feng Qingge was in King Cen's Mansion, he would always cook more food and keep it, and would order the guards to send it to his room. And now that he left for Sword City, the entire kitchen was empty, and even he didn't have anything to eat.

I wanted to learn to sing the wind lightly and make such gorgeous dishes for her to eat, but this thing is more difficult than cultivation, and the fried things are like ashes, and there is no way to eat them.

Rubbing his temples, Feng Qingge didn't want to say anything, "Put down the things in your hands, and I'll cook for a while." It's just that the kitchen can't be used for the time being, so I'll give you something else to eat. ”

After thinking about it, Feng Qingge decided to make it with the ingredients scavenged from Sword City, which happened to have what he wanted. As for the other sauces, replace them with the juice of the fruit, and it will be no problem at all.

"Greens, pastries, pork belly, wild fruits...... What are you going to do?" Mu Cangyun, who was cleaned, looked at the wind singing lightly outside the kitchen, and the things on the board made it difficult for him to understand, could it be that he ate flatbread at night?

Feng Qingge didn't pay attention to Mu Cangyun at all, chopped the wild fruit and put it in the bowl, the pair of white and flawless hands, like jade, she took a deep breath of cold air, her hands fell like lightning, the spy shadow was heavy, the fruit in the bowl was beaten down by the fingers, and it was quickly deformed.

Her speed was very fast, and her ten fingers flew quickly, bringing up white light. Even Mu Cangyun was attracted by Feng Qingge's movements, and subconsciously looked towards the bowl. The fruit inside had already been beaten into pulp by the wind and song, and at the mouth of the bowl, there was a layer of cold air, which completely blocked the deliciousness of the wild fruits and prevented them from spreading.

This book was first published in Reading Rim