It was clear that Wu Ze wanted to kill him just now, but Mingchen had always been sensitive to murderous aura, perhaps because he was thinking about Liyue, so Wu Ze suddenly withdrew his hand.

Mingchen Feng's inner eyes seemed to be dark shadows, and the stormy waves were surging inside.

"Mingchen, because you haven't entered the sect yet, I can't teach you the sect's techniques now, but it's still okay to teach you a few moves."

Liyue's soft words reached Mingchen's ear, and Mingchen hid his thoughts and looked into Liyue's transparent eyes, "Yes." ”

Liyue folded off a bamboo and handed it to Mingchen, "Look at it." ”

Liyue is agile and flutters with her bare hands, and the green bamboo in her hand and her jade hand are like the most tacit partners, each move seems simple but hidden in mysteries.

The osmanthus flowers fell in the wind, and Liyue put away the green bamboo, and her voice was crisp: "Do you see clearly?" ”

"See clearly."

"Demonstrate it."

"Okay."

Mingchen concocted it in the same way, the hem of his black clothes fluttered in the wind, one move and one style, and there was nothing wrong with it.

"Good." Words of appreciation, curled corners of her eyes, indicate Liyue's satisfaction.

Liyue secretly admired that she was worthy of being a male protagonist and had the ability to never forget.

Mingchen's phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and although he was praised, he didn't smile.

His dark, glittering eyes caught off guard against Liyue's crystal clear pupils, like a collision of light and darkness.

Liyue was stunned for a moment, and felt a chill rise from the soles of her feet.

With the cool breeze blowing in Liyue's ears, Liyue came back to her senses and secretly said that she had thought too much, but she was just a hairy child.

"Let's practice here first, and then continue to practice after eating." Liyue smiled faintly, like a hibiscus blossom, dazzling.

"Hmm." Mingchen lowered his eyelashes, for some reason he hated Liyue's apricot eyes, as if all his evil thoughts were hidden, he didn't like the feeling, the desire for destruction swirled in his mind.

Unbeknownst to Liyue, her skirt swayed, and her voice was ethereal and warm, "You go to the hall and wait, I'll get the food." ”

"Okay." Mingchen raised his head, glanced at Liyue's back with a faint gaze, and walked towards the hall on the other side.

In a few breaths, Liyue returned, still with a warm smile on her face.

She sat down next to Mingchen and put the food in the box on the table one by one, her voice was like the sound of bamboo flute music, tactful and pleasant: "Try it, it tastes very good." ”

Mingchen's eyes swept over the meal, three dishes and one soup, plus a plate of pastries, it looked hearty, at least he had never eaten such a sumptuous meal since he could remember.

He has always relied on weeds to survive, but fortunately he has a special constitution and does not need to maintain three meals a day, so he can survive so far.

He looked at the table and hesitated for a moment, then raised his hand to grab it.

A pair of white glowing, hot and burning hands stopped his movements.

A cloud of black gas rose in Mingchen's heart, didn't she let him eat it? Why did you stop him now, did you regret it?

"Huh." Liyue covered her lips and chuckled, saying that she wanted to eat with chopsticks.

Chopsticks? The black air mass in Mingchen's heart disappeared silently, he looked at the two slender bamboo sticks in front of him, and raised his hand to pick it up: "Is this this?" ”

"Yes."

"Like me." Liyue said as she picked up a stick of greens and put it in her mouth, eating it like this.

"Hmm." Mingchen couldn't figure out why he had to eat it, but looking at Liyue's bright smile, he buried the problem in the dirt.

Mingchen did the same, picked up the chopsticks and put the same dish in his mouth.

The standard of movement does not show that it is the first time to use chopsticks.