"Shi Xun, what do you think?" Mo Jinyi poured Shi Xun a cup of tea, but he was given a blank look by Si Lao, which made him a little speechless.

Shi Xun picked up the cup and blew it, and then took it to Si Lao, "Just look at it with your eyes." ”

Si Jiu took the teacup and drank it slowly, and after drinking it, he poured himself a cup for Shi Xun, or his cup, "They just want to hold you high, the higher you hold, the more painful you will fall at the moment when you are pulled down." As he spoke, he used his ability to cool down the cup, and he knew that Shi Xun didn't like to drink hot tea very much.

"Then they underestimate us too much." Chen Feilu picked up the pastries brought on the table and ate them, not because he disliked the pastries here, but because Yunlang found that the pastries here seemed to have some ingredients, which was not poison, but it was not good, and eating a large amount of them would hinder their luck.

Yun Lang ate a piece of the pastry that Chen Feilu took out, then took the pastry on the side of the table, and after taking a bite, he spit it out again, "What the hell, it's so unpalatable." ”

"Eh, why did you eat it, didn't you say that there was something inside, why did you still eat it, you took the wrong plate." Chen Feilu hurriedly took the pastry plate away a little, lest Yunlang still take the wrong pastry.

"No, it's just, it's nothing to me." Yun Lang originally wanted to say something, but he suddenly changed his words later.

"How could it be, you're not human." Chen Feilu pursed his lips, looking at Yunlang like he was looking at a fool.

"I ......" Yunlang was speechless, I was not a human being, but can I say this, I can't!

"Okay, Feilu, look at you, I'm speechless for your Yunlang brother." Mo Jinyi smiled and took a piece of pastry and ate it, "Besides, who we are, just this piece of pastry won't hinder us." "But this pastry is really unpalatable, and this cook is not as good as the bandit cook outside." ”

After eating the pastries in his hand neatly, he didn't care about Chen Feilu's gaze at all, "Okay, it's okay to eat a piece, don't you believe me, don't you still believe in Shi Xun and thinking about the past?" ”

Chen Feilu was stunned for a moment, and then looked at Shi Xun and Si Lao, only to see Si Jiu frowning and eating the pastry that had been bitten in Shi Xun's hand, frowning not because Shi Xun touched it, but because the powder of this pastry was stained with powder by Shi Xun's hand, and he knew at a glance that it was not a good pastry.

"Little junior sister, thinking about the old, why did you eat it too?" Chen Feilu wondered, Didn't you say that this pastry was added, why did you eat it one by one?

"Well, it seems to be really unpalatable." Shi Xun choked on the pastry in his mouth and took a sip of tea and said, "We didn't hear Yunlang say that the pastries were unpalatable, so we saw what kind of pastries were not picky, and he felt that they were all unpalatable, so he was curious and took a bite, it's okay." ”

"Well, it's really unpalatable." Si Lao frowned, but he also ate three-quarters of the pastry, because this was given to him by Shi Xun, and no matter how unpalatable it was, he would eat it.

Listening to them all say that the pastries were unpalatable, this also aroused Chen Feilu's curiosity a little, and he looked at the pastries and then at the ink brocade, hesitating.

"Just eat as much as you want, don't eat too much." Mo Jinyi felt a little funny when he saw Chen Feilu's appearance that he wanted to eat but was entangled in whether to eat or not, he was obviously greedy, but he didn't dare to claw, was he afraid that this pastry would be unpalatable enough to refresh his worldview?

With Mo Jinyi's permission, Chen Feilu picked up a piece of pink pastry, then took a small bite and frowned.

Well? Is it because it's too small?

Thinking like this, he took another bite, which was bigger than the one just now, and after this mouthful, Chen Feilu really doubted life.

"No, this pastry isn't unpleasant." Frowning and frowning, is he really such a picky eater?

Thinking so, he took another bite, and this one ate the rest, but he still didn't seem to have much of it.

"It's really unpalatable, you can't eat it?" Yun Lang looked at Chen Feilu's appearance of eating one bite after another, and was a little suspicious, could it be that he really couldn't eat it?

"It's really unpalatable?" Chen Feilu looked at Yun Lang's non-deceitful appearance and really suspected that there was something wrong with his sense of taste, "What's so unpalatable?" ”

"It's kind of like putting too much flour and growing hair." Mo Jinyi took a sip of tea, "It's still a little bit of a taste in my mouth now." ”

Hearing Mo Jinyi's description, Yun Lang was stunned for a moment, and immediately looked at Mo Jinyi, which made Mo Jinyi suspicious, "Isn't this the taste you tasted?" ”

"It's not." Yunlang shook his head.

"Isn't it?" Mo Jinyi frowned and looked at Si Lao and Shi Xun, "You don't eat this flavor?" ”

Shi Xun shrugged her shoulders and didn't speak, what she ate was the taste of pastry that had been put on for a week, which was much more serious than he said, okay, but it wasn't too difficult to eat, after all, it was much better than the taste of the nutrient solution.

Si Jiu glanced at Yun Lang, and this glance scared the back of Yun Lang's head, "What I eat is a moldy taste, just like the kind that is blue." ”

Hearing Yun Lang's words, Mo Jinyi stretched his neck in fright, "What the hell?" ”

Si Jiu looked at the turtle in ink brocade and rolled his eyes, "You have fallen, and even your sense of taste is about to be wasted." ”

", think about the old, it's okay to talk well, don't learn a few words and use them indiscriminately, what a depravity, how can I be depraved." Mo Jinyi was white-eyed, he knew that he wouldn't teach the other party so much, but now it's okay, just use it to scare him.

"So, how many of us taste different?" Shi Xungate has reached a critical point.

"Seems to be." Mo Jinyi was suspicious.

"It's not like, it's that." Thinking about the old unceremoniously.

"So......" Chen Feilu looked at Yun Lang, then at Mo Jinyi, and finally at Si Jiu and Shi Xun, "I haven't tasted anything here?" ”

"Nope." Yun Lang was serious, "You tasted the normal taste of pastry." ”

Tatsu Feilu: ......

"So what's going on?" Doubt, why can't he taste the smell of long hair?

"Maybe it's because we're different." Mo Jinyi replied seriously, and then had some doubts, "Then how can we be the same, no, almost?" ”

Shi Xun can still talk about the past, but what is the situation where he and Yunlang still have nostalgia, is it because he and Yunlang are the same, and he and Shi Xun are the same?

But it's not right.,I don't think it's the same as what he eats.,What the hell is this?

After thinking about it, he almost didn't think about Mo Jinyi himself, and finally he simply didn't want to think about it, and classified them into a different category from ordinary people, so as not to waste his brain cells thinking about this.

"What about now?"

Saying that, Mo Jinyi tried to release Shenshi, but found that it collided with other Shenshi, which scared him a lot, but fortunately it was collected in time, otherwise it would have scared him to death.

He was scared to death, and the one who collided with him almost didn't spurt out a mouthful of blood.

"Senior Brother Song, what's wrong?" A yellow-clothed young man on the second floor opened his mouth and asked the yellow-clothed man who suddenly covered his heart, if you look closely, you will find that the person who spoke does not have much concern in his eyes.

And......

Well, this young man in yellow is not anyone, it is the Yang Lin who is called Mo Jinyi who is helpless and almost beats him to death by forgetting his worries, that is, the little sheep in Mo Jinyi's mouth.

He entered the city last night, and when he came in, it caused a lot of commotion, but it didn't come over, after all, that dead man or something is normal, not to mention his demon beast blood?

"It's okay, but I didn't expect the other party's Shenshi clarity to be so mellow, and at the moment of touching, I was almost devoured by my own Shenshi, is it really a disciple who came out there, and the clarity is so high." Song Yuange steadied his mind and said, which was still a little shocking.

Whether it is divine consciousness or spiritual power, it has its own standards, and for Shenshi, the purer the clarity, the higher the range it can bear, the smaller the chance of being taken away, and the greater the chance of the contract artifact, which is something that cultivators like them dream of improving.

And this divine consciousness is not something that can be improved at will, every time you raise a small level, it will cost a huge amount of materials, not to mention anything else, just the medicinal materials that need to be used are extremely difficult to find, not to mention the alchemist who refines medicine.

It seems that this Floating Dust Palace is really profound, judging from the collision between him and the other party's divine consciousness, the other party's divine consciousness is far deeper than his, and it is even close to his master's, how can he not be shocked?

At the same time, he was still a little jealous, jealous of why he could be a disciple in the Floating Dust Palace, and jealous of why he could be picked up by the Palace Master of the Floating Dust Palace and carefully cultivated.

Yes, about Mo Qing's liking to pick up people, his master knows, no, to be precise, the elders of the major super-chiefs all know, and his master also took him to find the legendary palace master a few years ago, not to mention the figure, even the hair they didn't see like him.

In that year, they searched for countless places, but they didn't meet him, which also made him a little suspicious of whether the Floating Dust Palace really existed, and knew that he heard that there were disciples of the Floating Dust Palace in Dabi this year, so he went to his master and asked for a place.

As for his master, well, he also came down together, just to see the difference between the disciples raised by the Floating Dust Palace and the disciples raised by their various sects.

Just now, the difference may be even bigger than they imagined.

Looking at Song Yuange's appearance, Yang Liu knew that the other party was starting to be inexplicably jealous again, and he didn't know why he was so jealous as a man, he was even more feminine than a woman.

But having said that, compared to the other arrogant disciples, his senior brother is still good, even if he is alone when he knows that he is in danger, he will rush over to save him, but he is a little stupid, he almost didn't save him and took his own life at the same time, if it wasn't for Mo Jinyi's sudden appearance, he might not have gone to the cave under the cliff to save him so early.

"Which place is that?" Yang Lin pretended not to understand and asked.

"Floating Dust Palace, do you think anyone else here can call you Senior Brother so much."

Song Yuange knocked Yang Lin's head, completely ignoring the other party's red fruit eyes, in the other party's opinion, only he dared to knock his own head like this, if it were someone else, he would have killed the other party a long time ago.

"Me, don't you care about me, senior brother, I'm also very good." Yang Lin was white-eyed, obviously he had lost to him before.

"If you care, how can you not care?"

"Come on, eat, eat, starve me."

Seeing that Yang Lin seemed to be a little unconvinced, Song Yuange was a little helpless, "Why don't you believe me, if I don't care about you, I'll ......"

"Shut up, you." Yang Lin stuffed the bun into the other party's mouth, which almost didn't aggrieved Song Yuange to death.

"I want to eat pastry." Grievances, this bun was bought outside, and the taste is far less good than the pastries here.

"No, eat this, love to eat or not."

"Okay." Wronged babes gnaw on buns.