The movements at the corners of his mouth stiffened, and Feng Qingge looked at the ice sculpture in front of him almost sluggishly, which had nothing to do with the condiment, but just used the natal flame, and its effect was completely comparable to that of Xuanji's sword. It's just overheating, and if it's used in other cuisines, it's ......

The things in his mind were clear, as if he had discovered a new continent, Feng Qingge clenched his small fists excitedly, "I finally know, Natal Flame, I must get Natal Flame!" ”

"Is the natal flame something you can get if you want it, stinky boy, let you talk about the shortcomings, you said so much, you don't even have a clue." Zhong Menxi sneered, sure enough, he was just a child, and it was completely useless to say so many things.

Taking a deep breath of cold air, Feng Qingge straightened up, turned to look at Feng Yuan opposite, but didn't notice that the moment she turned around, Mu Cangyun behind her gently raised the corners of her mouth, and her slender fingers tapped the table and chair, like an old fox who had succeeded in his tricks.

With a slight shudder, Feng Qingge couldn't help frowning, looked up at Zhong Menxi, and instead asked, "The topic of the second question is about beauty, right?" ”

"So what?" His heart trembled, Zhong Menxi hurriedly avoided Feng Qingge's gaze, and the sharp eyes made him uneasy, as if he was naked in front of her eyes. It's strange, how can such a little ghost get such momentum?

Smiling indifferently, Feng Qingge tapped the ice cube in front of him and continued: "Whether it is the beauty on the surface or the beauty on the inside, there is a hidden connotation. Just like this ice sculpture, Feng Yuan gave it to Princess Wiener, which contains his love for Princess Wiener. Even though it was delicious, he ignored one point, he was not careful, and he didn't cook with any heart at all. This dish, whether it is good or bad, is defeated here. I, at all, did not eat the delicious taste inside, on the contrary, it was bland. ”

"What do you say, the dish you dare to say is not good!" Feng Yuan slammed the table, and the whole person was furious.

The gift he gave to a woman, there was no one he didn't like, but now he was actually said by Mu Cangyun to be hypocritical, and he was said to be bland by Feng Qingge, how could he endure it!

Shrugging his shoulders helplessly, Feng Qingge glanced at Mo Yang, and said indifferently: "Good or not, it's not a verbal comment." Your dish has been tasted, and the next thing is Moyang's. ”

"You!" Feng Yuan stared, if it weren't for Zhong Menxi pulling him, he would probably have rushed out a long time ago. can only grit his teeth tightly, this account, he will settle with this stinky boy in a while!

Completely silent in his own world, Mo Yang had already divided the rice porridge into three portions and sent it to the table in front of him. With a flick of his right hand, the orange fighting spirit suddenly swept out, and the door outside slammed shut.

The kitchen knife in his right hand swiped lightly, cutting the rope, and the heavy curtain fell, completely blocking the sunlight outside. In the entire hall, only the bright lights remained.

"What are you going to do!" Zhong Menxi was flustered, he had long heard that there were students from the Chaoyang Sect in the capital, but he didn't expect that what he was in front of him was one. Mo Yang did this, did he intend to kill people?

This is the territory of Sang Country, how dare he use brute force?

"Brush!" Pinching the jujube on the side, Mo Yang's right hand sank, and he shot forward steadily, the bright light disappeared, and the entire hall immediately darkened.

"This is my second dish, it doesn't need too much sunshine, just be quiet in your heart, please use it." Stretching out his hand and pressing it on his chest, Mo Yang stood coldly, there was still a faint pain there, this dish is not too much to give the name of beauty.

Wiener had never seen such a meal, she grabbed Mu Cangyun's arm in a little panic, and only after Mo Yang finished speaking, did she reach out and open the lid in front of her.

The silver-white light flickered as the lid moved, and a little starlight lit up in the whole hall, and the gilded ceiling shimmered with a little light, and the hall completely wrapped in darkness was like night, and the starry appearance was as if it was in the stars!

"How is this possible!" Feng Yuan jumped up suddenly, his fat body shook violently, he opened his mouth wide and looked ahead, this is impossible to do, how can a student stinky boy turn this place into a star, it must be cheating, it must be!

"Okay, so beautiful...... Wiener was shocked, in the casserole in front of him, among the black rice grains, starlight was dotted, and a faint fragrance came out, which was extremely attractive.

What's added to rice porridge?

Feng Qingge subconsciously turned his head to look at Mo Yang, there was still a trace of light in his right hand, and when he looked at it, Feng Qingge was stunned, so he actually thought of adding pearl powder to black rice, using the golden bricks and tiles of the Jinluan Temple, reflecting such a scene.

Being able to think of this dish in such a quick time, Moyang is really not simple.

"Please." Mo Yang didn't speak, just stood coldly, looking at the few people in front of him.

Wiener couldn't resist the temptation of food, so he picked up a spoon and immediately scooped in a spoonful of rice, the fragrant flavor of rice grains echoed between his mouth, sweet, and the taste was very good. Compared to Feng Yuan's throbbing fish, it was indifferent and silent. It is as if you are in the night sky under the bamboo forest, listening to the sound of the wind and leaves, and looking at the peace and tranquility of the stars.

It's just that, under this sweetness, the strange taste invaded like a storm, completely swallowed in the throat, and the heart, as if something was beating, was extremely painful. The tears in my eyes fell downwards as if the threads had been broken, and this familiar smell was ......

It's like being in my mother's arms, and the gentle feeling wraps around me, as if back then, under the pear blossom tree, holding the hand of the mother's concubine, looking at the pear blossoms in three miles, and counting the pear blossoms in the drizzle. It's just that the warmth of the year will never go back, just like myself, after that period of youth, now galloping on horseback, I can no longer change back to the childish appearance of the year.

At that time, the silence disappeared, and under this time, it dissolved.

The tears of the "Mother Concubine ......" elite dripped down, Wiener looked ahead in a daze, pressed his hands on his chest, raised his head abruptly, and looked at Mo Yang who was standing opposite him, eating this dish, it really hurts, it hurts.

Crying, crying?

Even Zhong Menxi was shocked, and hurriedly picked up the spoon, and the strange taste of the black rice porridge came to his nose, and he couldn't help roaring: "You stinky boy, what kind of unpalatable thing do you make, and Princess Wiener is crying." ”

The spoon in the hand of the "bell ......" fell into the bowl, Mu Cangyun turned his head to look at Mo Yang, and said indifferently: "Your mother ......"

"Just passed away a year ago." Slowly closing his eyes, Mo Yang tried his best to endure it, his hands hidden in his sleeves had already been clenched, and he didn't even know that his nails were deep into the flesh and blood.

Jian Eyebrow raised slightly, Mu Cangyun directly ignored Zhong Menxi on the other side, and continued to ask: "The name of this dish." ”

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