In the evening, the smoke of the cooking in the kitchen of the sect rose up, but the kitchen on Daoshan was just about to turn off the fire. With {dream} small ◢.1a

Zhu had already left, leaving behind a lot of prepared dishes, and Yan Bei was cleaning up the last step, putting these things on a plate, and then bringing them to the low table outside the corridor.

Lang Sandao didn't know when he appeared again, holding a gourd of wine, still wearing the gray clothes, leaning loosely on the pillar of the corridor, waiting for Yan Bei to bring the food.

The white-feathered crane instigated its wings to fly up from the bottom of the mountain, and the smaller it became, it finally turned into a white paper crane and stopped in front of Lang Sandao.

He swept and raised his hand, and the crane vanished.

Yan Bei came out with the last dish, and just set it up, before he could open his mouth to start the meal, there was already an extra pair of chopsticks on the plate.

Lang Sandao picked up a piece of water dragon's flesh, the color was white, and I don't know how Zhu Zaozao did it, all the aura in the flesh was still there, and it didn't dissipate at all.

"Looks like the little chef you're looking for has good skills." Lang Sandao sighed as he looked at the meat on the chopsticks.

Yan Bei raised his eyebrows, and said in his heart that she was a heroine, and ordinary people couldn't compare with things made with golden fingers.

However, there was a look of surprise on his face and said: "Yes, I also shouted casually, I didn't expect to give me a big surprise, Master Tailang, you can taste it and see how it tastes!" ”

Lang Sandao glanced at her obliquely, and sneered mercilessly: "Your surprised expression is too fake, don't deliberately put it out, it will be unappetizing for the teacher!" ”

After speaking, seeing Yan Bei's smiling face frozen on his face, he only felt that this expression was very good, so he put the meat on the chopsticks into his mouth and chewed it carefully

"How?" Yan Bei didn't care about him anymore, and he was curious and wanted to pick up a piece for himself to taste, but before the chopsticks could fall, a pair of jade chopsticks appeared first, and directly picked her chopsticks open.

Yan Bei raised his head, and saw Lang Sandao shaking his head at him, and immediately became angry, "Master! What are you doing? Can't I even take a bite? ”

She called the cook!

"One bite is fine." Lang Sandao nodded solemnly, raised his chopsticks and put a piece of meat into the jade bowl in front of her, and the rest was all gathered in front of him.

Yan Bei was dumbfounded, looking at the lone piece of meat in his bowl in disbelief, and his facial nerves began to twitch continuously, as if he had been struck by lightning.

After a long time, he came back to his senses from the shock, looked at Lang Sandao, who was eating with relish, gritted his teeth and said:

"Master, you are abusing you!"

As he spoke, he thought of someone else's master, and looked at the piece of meat in front of him, almost with tears in his eyes.

"Other people's masters are good at everything, bring cultivation, give magic weapons, live for apprentices and die for apprentices, you can also make promises with your body, and from time to time give some rewards to encourage disciples to practice hard, I can be good, a bowl of meat is still only a piece of me, I can't help but sigh!"

"Then you can do it." A certain master held a big bowl of meat and said with a smile, looking like you hurriedly gave me a cooking scene.

Yan Bei glared: Believe it or not, I will poison you in the dish next time, Lang Sandao!

"Yo~, what do you see me doing? You know? He knocked on the plate and said in disgust: "Since I ate this dish, I suspect that all I ate before was, and I was also a woman, why is the food cooked by other people's families so delicious?" Strange, strange"

Yan Bei's eyes slowly narrowed, and there was only a slit left, but the fierce light inside couldn't block the pouring out, and it was so bright that the waves of three swords moved.

"Angry?" He asked jokingly.

Yan Bei didn't speak, but his hands were already clenched into fists.

Lang Sandao raised his eyebrows, glanced at her clenched clenched fist, and suddenly burst out laughing.

Hahaha's loud laughter resounded throughout the Dao Mountain, only shocking Yan Bei, and the momentum that had finally condensed collapsed.

The clenched fist seemed to be too unimposing, so he simply let go, drooped his head, and looked at the Lang Sandao in front of him who was about to laugh speechlessly, and let out a long sigh, saying that he just wanted to slap him now.

It's too cheap, isn't it!

However, she didn't dare to fight, alas~

From the beginning of the first mission to the present, Yan Bei has never felt so aggrieved as he is now.

However, the previous mission world belonged to a relatively low-level plane, so she was able to cope with it freely, but the plane she was in now was obviously more advanced than the previous plane.

With her current ability, not to mention others, even the Tailang Master in front of her can pinch her to death, this feeling is really frustrating.

Faintly, something called regret popped up in my heart.

Decades of the previous mission are all gone.

It's a pity that the temporary cramming doesn't seem to have any effect, she can only silently watch Lang Sandao laugh wildly now, and when he stops, he can't do anything, and he doesn't dare to do anything casually.

"Alas~" Yan Bei couldn't help but sigh again.

Lang Sandao seemed to have laughed enough, accepted the laughter, handed the plate in his hand to her, and said with a light smile:

"No, the rest is yours, let's see if you treat you well as a teacher?"

Yan Bei frowned, a little incredulous that he suddenly changed his sex, vigilantly swept his eyes at the remaining meat on the plate, raised his eyebrows and asked:

"You don't want to poison it, do you?"

"Huh!" He chuckled, leaned on the pillar with his arms folded, looked at the mountains in the distance with his dark eyes under the scattered bangs, and suddenly said quietly:

"Who easily promised the sword in the sword washing pool just now? Well? ”

A long word, the tail note was long, there was no warning, no anger, but Yan Bei's heartbeat was two beats faster when he heard it.

Just now、It seems、It's like,She's got something promised to Mo Dye incense.

It's just, how does the person in front of him know? Could it be that he has clairvoyance?!

Yan Bei was a little weak-hearted and embarrassed to answer.

Lang Sandao had already guessed that she would not answer, so he looked at her sideways, and saw that she was smiling flatteringly, and he didn't want to hurt her, but when he saw her like this, he still didn't hold back his mouth, and jokingly scolded "The skin is really thick enough".

Yan Bei didn't mind when he heard this, he continued to laugh, and asked weakly: "Then Master, you see that I have already put out the words of the apprentice, look at this thing, how can it be solved?" ”

"What do you say?" Lang Sandao threw the ball back, and took a leaf in his mouth, very leisurely.

Yan Bei couldn't figure out what he was thinking, but he still stiffened his head and was cheeky, and said tentatively:

"In my opinion, there are so many swords in the sword washing pool, so it's better to take some out and benefit the disciples of the sect, what do you think, Master?"

"What do you think?" Lang Sandao asked rhetorically.

Yan Bei nodded: "I think it's great!" ”

Lang Sandao raised his eyebrows, spit out leaves, patted his shirt and stood up, and said lightly in a tone without emotional fluctuations:

"So be it, if you're happy."

Yan Bei: I don't dare to be happy when you say that!

It's a pity that no one knows about the anxiety in his heart, and Lang Sandao has already picked up the knife and practiced the knife.