The white vapor is steaming, mixed with a hint of green.

Shi Xinghai looked at the white, white, red and red soup, and was a little silent. Turning his head, he saw that Ning Chenyi didn't care, feasted on a large piece, and praised: "Oops! Flowing Night! The delicacies of the mountains and seas are nothing more than that! I was so clumsy that I thought you couldn't cook. ”

When I turned my head again, I saw that the Holy Son had also tasted it.

"......", you have to give Liuye a little face. Shi Xinghai stiffened his face and tasted a spoonful carefully.

In the mouth, the soup is filled with a refreshing aroma that is almost addictive.

Shi Xinghai was stunned, and silently picked another piece of meat - the tin venison was sweet and smooth, as if it had been coated with lubricant, and it was extraordinarily delicious.

The Holy Son also smiled and praised: "It tastes very good. ”

This smile makes Liuya have an indescribable subtlety. She couldn't help but taste it herself—

The meat is fresh and smooth, fragrant and rich, and there is nothing wrong with it...... Liuye was a little puzzled, and looked at the Holy Son again, only to see that the smile was as gentle as before, and he lowered his head silently: It should be...... Delusion, right?

In the end, most of this pot of broth went into Ning Chenyi's stomach. His face was satisfied: "Liuye, wait for me to hit Xihualu next time, and come to you!" ”

"......" Liuye didn't really want to discuss a little, some, a little with the ball silently.

At this time, Shi Xinghai suddenly said: "Liuye, I have something I want to tell you. ”

Shi Xinghai was serious from his expression to his voice. At first hearing him say this, Liuye's heart jumped, thinking that something was wrong. After listening to Shi Xinghai, she just wanted to beat the ball.

Liuye was very surprised to follow Shi Xinghai all the way to the outside of the camp before he heard him ask, "Do you know the Duchy of Hosein?" ”

Liuye pinched his earlobe and asked rhetorically, "Duchy of Hossein?" ”

Shi Xinghai's tone was very heavy: "This kind of tin flower venison soup is very similar to the palace royal soup of the Principality of Hosein-tin flower dissolved buds. And the Duchy of Hoseen ...... It is a country that is extremely repulsive to the Temple of Light, and has a large-scale purge of the Light believers in its territory. ”

“！！！” Liuye still remembers that Yuanqiu told her that this dish is called tin flower buds.

Shi Xinghai breathed a sigh of relief: "I thought you had an opinion about the Temple of Light, it seems that it was just a coincidence. ”

"......" No wonder the Holy Son stopped and looked strange at her.

"I think the Holy Son should also know the 'Tin Flower Dissolving Bud', the royal product of the Duchy of Hosenne, you better explain it to him."

“……”

After Shi Xinghai left, Liuye pinched a round ball.

The ball is pitiful: "The master ......"

Liuye just wanted to hammer it: "Why did you ask me to make this dish?" What about the Duchy of Hossein? Why haven't you called up the information of the Duchy of Hosein? Stupid again? When Shi Xinghai asked, she hinted at the Principality of Chahosein. Now, it is even more necessary to know about this inexplicable country in order to find a reason.

Which ball shook its head: "I can't find it." ”

Can't find it? This is the first time that Sphere has given such a reply, and it used to give a bunch of garbage answers at most. She couldn't help asking, "Why can't I find it?" ”

The ball replied as a matter of course, "Because there is no record in the book of sin." ”

...... "I was so stupid to ask it!" Liuya was quite sure that if she asked why the Book of Sin didn't write it, the answer would be that the orb would be - because it wasn't written in the book.

With a stomach full of questions, he returned to the camp at night, only to see Ning Chenyi lazily lying on the ground polishing balls.

"What about the Son?"

Ning Chenyi pointed in a direction: "Go over there." Then he asked her excitedly, "When are we going to catch the tin deer again to make soup?" ”

"......" Liuye hinted to himself: That's not the tin flower bud soup of the Duchy of Hosenne, it's definitely not!

She walked in the direction pointed by Ning Chenyi, and after a few passes, she passed a white-bottomed tent, and suddenly heard a voice saying in disgust: "What is that little bastard of the Su family doing here?" ”

Another voice hated: "That guy is really ...... Delay the Son to protect him. Otherwise, we'll lose a lot! ”

This voice is neither loud nor small, so that Liuye can hear it clearly. She was stunned, turned her head, and saw that the candles in the tent were bright, and the robes of the two figures were clearly reflected.

Kill them?

Liuye fell silent and turned to leave.

- She's not actually angry, but she does have murderous intent.

- Then the question is: according to my situation of murderous intent, the Su family in Baichuan was not killed by me?

"Flowing Night?"

"Huh? Son...... My lord? ”

She wondered in her heart, and walked around casually, but she didn't expect to meet the Holy Son, but she couldn't say whether she was happy or surprised in her heart. The Holy Son smiled, and his smile was slightly darker than ever, like the snow of flowers and trees. He stretched out his hand and said softly, "Come with me." ”

Liuye subconsciously held it, and felt that the Holy Son was carrying her up in the air, until the treetops were high branches, leading her to sit down.

Now the night has risen, the sky is moonless, and the stars are dim; The geocloud swamp forest is also a dark color, and everywhere you look, there is a deep silence everywhere you look.

The Son asked, "Can you still hear them?" His voice was like a spring breeze, and when the wind blew it, it seemed to dissolve.

Seeing such a lonely scenery, Liuye didn't react at first, and was stunned for a while, before realizing what the Holy Son said, and replied: "I can't hear ......."

Such a high-altitude silence really does not hear gossip.

The Holy Son smiled faintly, with a different kind of comfort: "So, you don't need to care what those people say. - When you are in a high place, their words cannot even reach your ears. ”

These words made Liuye stunned for a while. Until the Holy Son said, "Let's go, it's time to rest." ”

Liuye did not approve or oppose, and the Holy Son had already led her to the ground. At this time, the night was already dark, and there were many voices, and the Holy Son glanced at it, and suddenly said, "Will you stay in my tent at night?" ”

“！” Liuye again did not approve or oppose, and followed the Holy Son to his tent.

This tent is also made of silver hooks with gold on a white background, which is the same as the other tents of the Temple of Light. The inside is not as good as Yi Bing's magic weapon house.

The Holy Son took out another slump and put it down, looking a little sleepy: "Do you need anything?" ”

Liuye shook his head again and again.

The Son smiled again: "Then go to sleep." ”

Liuye nodded hurriedly. Realizing that this matter should be expressed in practical action, he hurriedly lay down on the collapse, and fell asleep without looking back.

There seemed to be a chuckle behind him, and it disappeared with the sound of the fabric. Then, the sound of shallow breathing gradually began.

There was silence around her, and in her ears, there was only the sound of shallow breathing, and even her heartbeat rose and fell.

Liuye's heart is full of nervousness, but he doesn't know what he is nervous about, and it doesn't seem to be nervous.

Listening to the sound of breathing gradually steady, after a long time, she quietly turned around-

I saw the face of the Son in front of my eyes. Her heart was beating for a moment, and it wasn't until she saw her eyes closed that she slowly regained her thoughts.

The Holy Son took off his outer robe when he slept, and only wore a snow-white inner robe, which was not as graceful and elegant as the white sun, but it showed a different kind of clarity. In contrast to the color of this dress, it can be seen that the face is still a little pale; And because of the eyes closed, the eyebrows are quiet, revealing a different kind of coldness.

"Master, you're not emotionally stable......"

The sudden sound scared the night and almost jumped up. Realizing that it was a ball, there was no fluctuation in my heart, and I just wanted to throw it out.

Say yes, don't beep! Suddenly say something!