When Qinghuan went out, Nan Yang was actually half-awake. She lay on the bed for a while, but found that after the people around her left, she couldn't sleep, and she didn't know what to do. She guessed that Qinghuan should also be in the kitchen at this time, so after getting up and getting dressed and taking care of it, she wanted to go to the kitchen to find Qinghuan.

When I arrived at the kitchen door, before I could put away the umbrella, I saw Qinghuan walking out of the kitchen with a solemn face and walking towards the heavy rain. Nan Yang was inevitably strange in his heart, so he also went to take a look.

She was a considerable distance behind Qing Huan. She understands that Qinghuan may have some personal matters, which may be inconvenient for her to interfere in. She had no intention of snooping on Qinghuan*, so she just wanted to follow her from afar, and if there was an accident, she would just go up and help Qinghuan.

Unexpectedly, Nan Yang saw that Qing Huan was talking to Miao Shan, who had fought in the Floating Jade Building, and their expressions and movements when they spoke seemed to have crossed paths before.

But why does Qinghuan have a relationship with someone who hears thunder? How could she have time to cross paths with Miaoshan when she didn't know?

Nan Yang thought about it, if she really wanted to meet with others in private without her, how could she not have time. Like this time, if she hadn't come to Qinghuan, she wouldn't have seen it, and she wouldn't have known.

Although reason is telling her, it is normal for the apprentice to have his own private affairs when he grows up, she should relax and let everything develop freely, and the affairs of the world always have their own rules for development, and they must not be forced. But when I thought that I had seen the big children since I was a child, they gradually had their own ideas, and there would be things to hide from her, and I was ...... It's still going to be a little sad.

In the heavy rain, Nanyang couldn't hear the content of their conversation, but he could vaguely see that Miaoshan's attitude towards Qinghuan became more and more frivolous, and later, he even half-hugged Qinghuan into his arms, and said something very intimately in Qinghuan's ear. Qing Huan just had a complicated face from beginning to end, but he didn't mean to resist at all.

Nan Yang's hand holding the handle of the umbrella became tighter and tighter, so tight that the cyan veins on the back of his hand were slightly bursting, and the light brown eyes like tea swept away the ordinary indifference, and his eyes narrowed slightly, faintly revealing a little killing intent.

"I'll count three times," Nan Yang muttered to himself in a very soft voice, and the expression on his face seemed to be frosty, "After counting three times, if you still move her, I will take your life." ”

The whispering, almost whispered in the pouring rain, sounded a little weak.

"One ......"

Miao Shan and Qing Huan didn't know what they were talking about, their expressions were subtle, and Qing Huan began to be slightly distracted.

“…… 2. ......"

Nan Yang pursed his lips, the knuckles of the hand holding the handle of the umbrella were prominent, his eyes were cold, and the "three" danger in his mouth was about to come out.

Miao Shan let go of Qinghuan at this time, said a few more words, and quickly turned around and disappeared.

Nan Yang chuckled: "Huh...... Pretty lucky. She turned to look at Qinghuan who was leaning against the rocks with an expressionless face, and for some reason, her heart was inexplicably a little blocked. It's a very strange feeling, and now when I see Qinghuan, I will suddenly be irritable. She might need to go somewhere to adjust.

Qing Huan had no intention of leaving, just stood in the rain in a daze.

Nan Yang looked at it for a while, and then left without saying a word. She has always been such a person, she is surprisingly low-key and forbearing, she will never come forward lightly, nor will she leak her feelings lightly.

Nanyang silently walked to the guest room. She stared flatly ahead, leaving no focus on anything she passed by.

Jun Qiao didn't know when, he held an umbrella and waited next to the guest room area, and when he saw Nan Yang walking over with a little straight eyes like that, he stepped forward and stopped her: "Nan Yang? ”

Nan Yang came back to his senses and saw Jun Qiao, so he just nodded politely: "Young Valley Lord." ”

Junqiao approached Nanyang and smiled gently and inwardly: "What did you do?" I've been waiting for you here. ”

Nan Yang shook his head: "It's nothing, walk around...... What do you want me to do? ”

"I brought you into the valley yesterday, and I should have come to entertain you personally, but I was slacking off because of miscellaneous matters, so I'm very sorry." Junqiao raised his hand and motioned for Nan Yang to walk into the pavilion, "I found an opportunity to come and see you this morning." Are you used to sleeping? How are you eating? ”

“…… It's all good. Nan Yang replied casually, and after a while, he said: "Last time in Zhongyang, you promised me to teach me how to cook. I wonder if I have time today? ”

"Today, cooking? …… Okay, let's cook, let's go to the kitchen. The smile on the corner of Junqiao's lips was a little doting, and he glanced at Nanyang's back gently.

When he arrived in the kitchen, Nan Yang still seemed to be distracted from time to time. Junqiao took the ingredients and whispered the process to her, but she didn't seem to take it to heart.

“…… When cooking, pay attention to the heat, first burn it over high heat, then switch to low heat and simmer slowly, and put the seasonings in turn during the cooking process......"

"Young Valley Lord." Nan Yang suddenly interrupted Jun Bridge.

"How?" Junqiao stopped and looked at Nanyang.

"Yesterday, I heard that all the four rope ladders in the Valley of Troubled Flowers were damaged, did you find anything?"

Junqiao was stunned for a moment because of the jump in Nanyang's topic, but he still replied immediately: "No." ”

"I heard that the disciples of the Shanshan Sect have also entered the valley?"

"Yes. There are many strange things about this matter, but I can't hold the evidence. The Valley of Troubled Flowers is very chaotic now, and there are hidden enemies outside who have destroyed the rope ladder of the mechanism, and may have surrounded the Valley of Troubled Flowers; There are also disciples of the Shanshan Sect who don't know the details, and I can't trust them. But don't worry, you are safe here, and there are not many people in the valley who know that the Northern Punishment Venerable Lord has come. ”

"Nothing dangerous. If the young valley lord needs my help, I will do my best. ”

Junqiao chuckled, walked to the side of the kitchen to pick up a live chicken with his feet tied, and shook it at Nanyang: "Okay, but it's more important to teach you how to cook now, I'll kill the *......"

"I'll come." Nan Yang lowered his eyes and looked at the chicken road.

"...... you? You are a dignified lord...... Killing chickens? ”

Nan Yang didn't speak, just took the chicken from Jun Qiao's hand, picked up a slaughtering knife at random, and chopped it down without blinking his eyes, the slaughtering knife cut the live chicken, and fell heavily on the board, making a dull "dong" sound.

The head and neck of the chicken were separated in an instant, and the wings were no longer fluttering, but the blood that splashed when slaughtering threw off the arm of Junqiao, who was standing next to him.

Junqiao gasped, stared at the chicken blood on his sleeve in amazement, and raised his eyes to look at Nan Yang again: "You...... Are you in a bad mood today? I thought you were weird in the morning...... My clothes ......"

Nan Yang's heart was depressed, and he threw the slaughtering knife at will, and said, "Don't cook, let's fight." ”

“…… What the? ”

"Let's have a fight." Nan Yang turned his head and looked at Jun Qiao seriously.