The fragrant breeze is curling, dignified and elegant.

Zhu Hefeng's return to the tomb of the living dead was only about an hour, and when the sun was about to set, Grandma Sun and Lin Chaoying, who went down the mountain to pick up people, came back.

Returning with the two of them was a classical lady dressed in white, dignified and beautiful, exuding a gentle air, who came out of the scroll.

Between the gestures, the dignified beauty is fully revealed.

"Miss Wang hasn't seen you for a long time," Zhu Hefeng squeaked in his heart when he saw the visitor, but said with a smile on his face, "This time, why are you willing to leave your valley and come to Zhongnan Mountain to see us?" ”

Wang Yuyan smiled softly, not caring at all about Zhu Hefeng's apprentice son-in-law's somewhat rude words, and said with a smile: "This girl has just stayed in the mountains for a long time, and she just came out for a few activities." ”

Halfway through the words, a trace of malice crossed in those beautiful eyes like beautiful jade, "It's you, I haven't seen you for so many years, and you haven't given birth to a grandchild with Chaoying for me, is there something wrong with you." ”

Swish!

Wang Yuyan's words came into her ears, and two red clouds appeared on the originally elegant Lin Chaoying's perfect cheeks.

Lin Xue and Grandma Sun were also a little embarrassed, but Li Mochou on one side tilted her little head, completely unaware of what this good-looking big sister was talking about.

The narrow smile on the corner of Zhu Hefeng's mouth, who bore the brunt of the attack, froze, and he looked at Wang Yuyan in disbelief, and after a while, he shouted in a grief-stricken tone:

"Oh my God, Miss Wang, you've gone bad! Actually talking to me like this, where did the talented martial arts girl who read poetry and books but didn't know anything about the world go! Oh my God, my heart is going to break. ”

Halfway through his words, Zhu Hefeng danced with his hands, covering his chest, revealing an extremely sad expression.

Wang Yuyan already knew Zhu Hefeng's personality, and when she saw this, she said freely and carelessly: "Okay, you kid don't play treasures." ”

"This girl finally came here, what are you still doing standing here, why don't you make something delicious."

Hearing Wang Yuyan say this, Zhu Hefeng immediately straightened up, looked upright, and said, "Yes." ”

Before the words fell, the figure disappeared in front of the women.

Watching Zhu Hefeng leave, a trace of haze crossed the deepest part of Wang Yuyan's eyes, and he said to himself without showing the wind on his face:

"Chaoying, how does he treat you?"

Lin Chaoying had a touch of happiness in his eyes and said, "He is very good to me." ”

Halfway through his words, his expression changed slightly, and he continued a little strangely, "But I always feel as if there is something very secret hidden from me in his heart. ”

"If there's something to hide from you, that's right." Hearing Lin Chaoying say this, Wang Yuyan was not surprised, "Everyone has their own secrets. ”

"Remember, never think of knowing all the secrets of men," said a sigh of sorrow in the words, "this is the experience of the teacher." ”

While speaking, Wang Yuyan's expression revealed a bit of reminiscence.

"Yes." Seeing that the always steady master showed such a look, Lin Chaoying's heart sank, and he nodded yes.

………………

"The dish is coming!"

In the ancient tomb hall, a stone table was moved over, and as a cooking table, in front of the table, Lin Chaoying, Grandma Sun, Li Mochou, Wang Yuyan and others did not fall.

On one side, Zhu Hefeng personally made a chef, taking ingredients from Zhongnan Mountain, and he made a few good dishes and served them non-stop.

On the dinner table, several dishes have been arranged.

A stack of fried mushrooms, a braised fish, stewed petal soup, mapo tofu, and the flower chicken in Zhu Hefeng's palm, it's all together.

Zhu Hefeng put the roasted chicken called flower in a stone dish, stepped towards Lin Chaoying, Wang Yuyan walked over, and said excitedly.

Syllable!

The last chicken was delivered, and Wang Yuyanyu, who was sitting on the main seat, picked up a pair of chopsticks in her hand and said to everyone: "Okay, let's eat." ”

As he spoke, he picked up a piece of mapo tofu.

The slippery tofu is fat but not greasy, full of fragrance, so that Wang Yuyan can't help but admire: "Good craftsmanship, this tofu is really good." ”

"That's nature," Zhu Hefeng said with some pride, "If I didn't even have this bit of craftsmanship, wouldn't I have starved to death a long time ago." ”

Lin Chaoying ate a small piece of mushroom, only to feel that the slippery mushroom contained ten thousand flavors, and nodded: "You, a fake Taoist, only have this little ability left." ”

"If it weren't for the delicious food you cooked, this girl would have kicked you a long time ago."

When Zhu Hefeng heard this, he smiled bitterly: "Chaoying, if you dare to love my status here, you are a cook!" ”

"Otherwise, what else do you want to be?" Lin Chaoying said indifferently.

"Ahh Zhu Hefeng put down the rice bowl in his hand and shouted in grief, "I'm not alive anymore!" ”

Syllable!

Xue'er slapped him on the head and scolded him unceremoniously: "Okay, what about eating?" Don't go crazy. ”

Zhu Hefeng was slapped in the face, immediately returned to normal, picked up the rice bowl, and continued to eat, all of this fell in Lin Chaoying's eyes, and a thick horror appeared in a pair of beautiful eyes:

How is this possible? When did this girl Xue'er dare to give orders in front of him, and he actually listened!

Could it be that they ............

………………

In the evening, after dinner, after resting for a while, Zhu Hefeng wanted to go to bed. Who knows, Wang Yuyan came very domineeringly:

I haven't seen the apprentice for so long, and you can't bear to stop it tonight, right?

After speaking, he also showed a pitiful look, and in the face of the plea of a stunning beauty, Zhu Hefeng could only retreat helplessly.

He turned around and came to another stone room.

In the tomb of the living dead, there are many stone chambers, so naturally there will be no shortage of places for him to live. The night was dark, and everyone else in the tomb of the living dead had fallen asleep.

Zhu Hefeng sat cross-legged on the stone bed, his eyes closed, the power in his body flowed, and the heat on his body sometimes rose, turning the entire stone room into a furnace, and sometimes the cold air overflowed, turning the already cold stone room into an ice cellar.

Between the operation of the power in the body, the cathode generates yang, and the anode produces yin, and the cycle repeats itself, and the flow is endless.

Under the restlessness of the body's strength, the thin clothes are torn out one after another, and they can be completely torn apart at any time.

Rumble!

After the power was born to the extreme, Zhu Hefeng used the power in his body and went straight to his eyes.

Use your own skills to contact the most vulnerable point of people's body - eyeballs!

The meridians and acupoints of the eyes were in contact with the power, and Zhu Hefeng only felt a sharp pain in his eyeballs, as if they could burst open at any time.

But a clear sense came to his heart, and his eyes were obviously closed, but he had a desire to see through everything.