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Half a month later, at the end of February.

Although there is no such seasonal name as "Dragon Raising Head" in the Tian Yuan Realm, it is similar to the seasons of the original world. In this month of recovery, with the departure of the last cold spring in early spring, the new semester slowly kicked off.

In the early morning of March 1, 619 A.D., Yang Haohui was awakened by the sound of a huge chisel on his dormitory bed. He got up in a daze to look at the wall clock, the time was half past six, and there was no error.

With Han Shihao's strict self-disciplined character, early practice has never been so punctual.

He grabbed his unkempt hair and washed his face with a familiar pattern of water. Then he staggered to the hanger and took the school uniform, yawning and putting it on his body.

Yang Haohui sighed while getting dressed, on the one hand, he was helpless and the time when he could sleep lazily passed too quickly, and on the other hand, he felt that there were too many troubles that had happened recently.

In fact, it's not too much, but there are only two points to sum up.

The first thing to worry about is the problem of my own blood delivery.

It was not due to his injuries, but after the battle with "Yang Haohui", he stayed in the fifth ward for a whole week under the resentful gaze of Dr. Dorcott, "Why are you here again". Despite the severity of the injury, it was much better than the first time I used 50% Divine Walk, when I almost melted all over my body. As long as he is alive in the Tian Yuan Realm, plus a wood elementalist with healing skills, no matter how big the external injury is, it is not a big matter. After a week of hospitalization, Yang Haohui was discharged from the hospital without any hidden dangers, except for a slight emaciation.

What Yang Haohui really troubled was the source of his blood.

Dragons give birth to dragons and phoenixes, and the sons of rats will make holes. Since he has this special ability that can only be passed down through the bloodline, it proves one thing - his parents are by no means ordinary people. The little luck that was left at the beginning was completely shattered, and his parents were not only ordinary, but they might even be two very powerful elementalists.

However, Yang Haohui was not happy at all when he learned this, and what Mo Meng said before he traveled to the Eastern Metaverse had not yet been understood, and now there was another puzzling question. And judging from the confusing identity of his parents and Ying Wu's attitude of insisting on killing him at that time, he was even more convinced that his coming to the Tian Yuan Realm was not an accident, and it was nine out of ten that Ying Wu did it. Now that I think about it, he can't really complain about being called a monster by others. The things that flow in his veins in his mother's womb are different from ordinary people, and what people say is also true.

Yang Haohui now regretted a little that he didn't ask Chaos and Gluttony about the truth on Margotic Island, thinking that since his crossing was planned by Yingwu, as a high-level member of this super criminal organization, he would definitely know something. It's a pity that he was bent on dying at that time, and completely forgot these details.

I thought about it a lot, but in fact, the pace of exploring the truth did not advance half a minute. My parents still haven't heard from me, and I don't know how to go back. If you want to say that the only thing you have gained is a little gain, I am afraid that you know that the key around your neck is probably used in one direction, plus a fragrant kiss on the night of Eros Day.

However, Yang Haohui is still a very contented person, as long as he lives, there is still hope for everything...... Even he didn't know how he had survived that situation. Chaos and gluttony kindly let himself go, this explanation is less likely than Mars hitting the earth, he will definitely not believe it, and after thinking about it, he can only understand that Yingwu is planning some evil plan that needs to be put back in order to be realized.

Compared to this kind of information, which had already been slightly guessed a few days ago, Yang Haohui was actually more worried about his blood inheritance itself. Only he knows the real outcome of the three-day battle that far exceeded the pain of childbirth, and he can't lose, but he can't win. But fortunately, the final result was not bad, and he was able to barely use this blood-granted power now...... Although he decided early on that he would never use it even once as a last resort.

Because he knew how strong and terrible the effect of this blood grant was.

Yang Haohui couldn't help but recall the feeling of using blood for the first time after that deathmatch...... The terrifying feeling that it was like a pure ice hand clenching the heart, and the severe pain caused by the separation of blood was incomparable, and the body and mind would be engulfed by some kind of shadow in the next second.

Just thinking about it a little, Yang Haohui was in a cold sweat, and he quickly shook his head to drive that feeling out of his mind. After getting dressed, he roughly straightened his hair in the bathroom mirror and brushed the yuan

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The value card went out of the door.

After the door opened, the noise in the Yeyin Palace became clear, and the voices gathered on the first floor. The sound of Han Shihao's morning exercise, the sound of Ye Ruohua and Mo Meng discussing hair care, the voice of Lan Borou being forcibly asked for advice and embarrassingly refused, and the voice of Feng Haogeng scolding in a loud voice that he hadn't slept enough. On the first day of the new semester, it seems that everyone got up very early.

Yang Haohui listened attentively to every sound, listening carefully. Although everyone had all returned to school three days ago, no matter how many times he heard it, he still couldn't help but feel a sense of relief.

Yeyin Palace, sure enough, it's better to make some trouble.

But listening to him, he suddenly realized that something was wrong, and the voices of the others suddenly quieted down, except for Feng Haogeng, who was still scolding. It's just that the topic has changed from complaining about getting up early to "why are you here again" and "bothered, don't you owe a beating" that doesn't match at all.

Yang Haohui was stunned for a few seconds, suddenly remembered something, and hurriedly walked downstairs. The sound came from the kitchen, Yang Haohui opened the door and walked in, and the familiar and subverted picture of his outlook on life came into view.

Everyone in the ghost class was sitting around the dinner table, and there was an extra boy in front of the stove, who did not belong to this class, was wearing a small pink apron painted with sunflowers, refining a flame with one hand and putting it at the bottom of the pot with the other hand, and seriously making a scrambled egg.

"Ahh

"You have burned the four of me, can you let me go?" Yang Haohui helplessly held his forehead and looked back at the boy in collapse, "I told you last time that I don't want to use it, and I have always been responsible for the three meals in our class...... Geng Yan. ”

This is Yang Haohui's second annoyance, a "good person" who suddenly appeared in the class recently, and is also the object of Xikui's rescue, Geng Yan.

It all started on the first day after he was discharged from the hospital.

At that time, there were still a few days before the start of school, and everyone in the ghost class had not yet arrived, and Mo Meng's breakfast and hand-cranked juice had been prepared the night before. This can be described as a rare and precious leisure morning after Yang Haohui came to the Tianyuan Realm, after he woke up, he casually padded a chew of grain and fruit, and then turned his head and began to fall asleep. Because of the backlog of exhaustion and the body that had just recovered from a major injury, this sleep was extraordinarily heavy, and when I woke up again, it was already dusk outside the window.

Just when he first woke up from a big dream, his mind was still a little dizzy. He was surprised to find that Geng Yan was standing at the head of the bed, the boy had recovered most of his body after a few days of recuperation, and his mood seemed to have adjusted a lot. It's just that the dress is a little strange, a dark green school uniform with a pink apron painted with sunflowers. Yang Haohui couldn't help but recall Geng Yan, who was arrogant and overwhelmed the 800 candidates during the entrance exam, and looked at him now, and a sense of disobedience of postmodern performance art arose.

Geng Yan stared at him with his hands behind his back and stared at him solemnly without saying a word, while Yang Haohui didn't understand how he was dressed like this to enter his dormitory. Although he knew that Geng Yan definitely had no malicious intent, he was still a little frightened for a while.

"Yang Hao...... No, Brother Yang. Geng Yan pondered for a long time before speaking.

"You...... Is there something to do with me?" Yang Haohui asked tentatively, and then seemed to understand something, and hurriedly said, "It's quite difficult to reconcile this characteristic and refine, and I have to trouble you to wait." I'm just going to get a little more sleep today, don't worry, I'll finish understanding as soon as possible. ”

"No, I know you've been working hard to learn. Geng Yan scratched his face, "You slept for a day...... Are you hungry?"

"Huh?" Yang Haohui was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously touched his stomach, "It's okay." ”

"Really...... Well, I've inquired about it these days, and you seem to like it very much...... Eggs, right. Geng Yan's face twitched, it seemed to be a little red, and he slowly took out a plate of carbon black unknown substance from behind his back with one hand, "You helped us so much, I don't know how to thank you, so I want to make you some egg dishes to eat today, but you have the memory of Xikui and probably know that she cooked when we were wandering...... I don't really understand this. I've been busy all afternoon, and that's all I can do......"

Yang Haohui took the plate of "egg dishes" and poked it with his fingers. The charcoal-black object instantly collapsed into a piece of loose sand, along with the outside of the window

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The breeze was blowing all over the ground.

"From a certain point of view, it is also a craft to be able to burn so much......

"Actually, it's not that I don't know how to ...... at all It's mainly the blame stove, it's not that the fire refined from your own substance is too difficult to control......" Geng Yan's face turned even redder.

Yang Haohui hesitated for a long, long time, but finally sighed, twisted a little black powder on the plate, licked it, and tried to swallow it.

"Thank you, it's delicious. ”

"No, it's not for you to eat......" Geng Yan hurriedly stopped.

"It's okay, give me all this, I'll finish it." Yang Haohui put the dinner plate on the head of the bed, "If you have nothing else to do, you can go, if you want to have dinner and wait for me for a while, I'll do it now." ”

Geng Yan didn't move, he covered his mouth, and stopped talking.

"You know, the fire on the stove is not easy to control. Although Geng Yan was a little moved, he still had to say, "So I used my own fire ......"

"What do you want to say?" Yang Haohui's expression slowly calmed down, and he suddenly had an ominous premonition.

In Yang Haohui's heart-to-heart question, Geng Yan slowly took out an iron pot handle with his other hand behind his back...... Then, Yang Haohui rushed out of the room and went straight to the kitchen on the first floor, Geng Yan lowered his head and blocked his ears. A few seconds later, a terrible roar came from the first floor, and people wanted to cry when they heard it.

"Geng Yan! you pay for my pot!"

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With Yang Haohui's sad roar, Geng Yan's road of "repaying gratitude" began. However, in Yang Haohui's view, Geng Yan's actions are completely "revenge".

From that day on, as long as it is breakfast, noon and dinner, Geng Yan's figure will definitely appear at the gate of Yeyin Palace. After asking Yang Haohui about the food he wanted to eat today, he opened the fire like a full-time chef and cooked it with all his heart. However, it is certainly not easy to change careers across borders, otherwise there would be no one who specializes in this golden saying. This is the case with guards as cooks, the flames that Geng Yan is used to on the battlefield are obviously not right with the kitchen, and with his efforts day after day, a full four iron pots died in the line of duty, and there was not even a bit of scum left.

Geng Yan also insisted, losing money after cooking the dishes, and made the rest of the ghost class return to school.

Yang Haohui thought to himself more than once that Geng Yan actually asked himself what he wanted to eat every time he was superfluous, anyway, no matter what kind of ingredient would turn into a piece of coke in the end. However, Geng Yan's kindness is really hard to resist, and he can only swallow it hard every time. It wasn't until later that he had eaten enough ashes, so he asked Mo Meng for help and persuasion. Mo Meng agreed very happily, and she was also very distressed that Yang Haohui couldn't eat a meal every day. In the afternoon of the same day, Geng Yan arrived as scheduled, and Mo Meng walked into the kitchen to find him a theory. As a result, for some reason, Mo Meng, who was in the united front with him, changed his tone in a different way, and persuaded Yang Haohui bitterly that there was nothing wrong with eating some ash, which would help digestion and absorption......

Later, Yang Haohui learned that Geng Yan's way of persuading Mo Meng was very simple. His address to himself became Brother Yang, and his address to Mo Meng became ...... Sister-in-law.

The eldest sister-in-law is like a mother, and the younger brother-in-law is a son, this is true. Recently, Mo Meng's eyes when she looked at Geng Yan always showed the kindness of an old mother, and she stayed aside from time to time to cheer for Geng Yan while she was cooking.

In this way, Yang Haohui, who had no relatives and no reason, inexplicably had an extra "relative" in the Tianyuan Realm, although no one had asked for the opinion of him, the "head of the family". At that time, Yang Haohui discovered for the first time that maybe Geng Yan's brain was actually quite good, but it was always used in the wrong place.

"Don't worry, Brother Yang, I've already caught some tricks, and I guarantee success today!" Geng Yan beckoned to Yang Haohui at the door while shaking the pot, "Sit down first, sit down first, and you can start eating in a while." ”

Yang Haohui had no choice but to sit down, and Han Shihao, who had finished his morning exercise more than ten minutes later, also entered the kitchen, looked at Geng Yan and frowned and sat down. The six people of the original ghost class stared at Geng Yan's busy figure like this. They have been back for three days anyway, and they are not surprised by this scene, anyway, except for Yang Haohui and Mo Meng, no one is holding him back. Geng Yan was so happy that he only cooked for the two of them every time. Of course, Yang Haohui is not the shopkeeper, and every time Geng Yan leaves, he still prepares the meals for the rest of the ghost class.

To be continued......

(End of this chapter) I want to talk about "Legend of Light and Shadow 1 Legend of the Dragon Vein" with more like-minded people, and pay attention to "excellent reading literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find confidants~