Chapter 122: It's Too Lonely to Be Alone

Not to mention, the cooking skills of the flower fat mist are not blown, just two simple cold salads, with oil, salt, sauce and vinegar to adjust the taste, plus shredded rabbit meat, it is enough to make Qi Yan stunned.

These dishes are all game, they taste extraordinarily fragrant, filled with the unfamiliar atmosphere of the mountains and wilderness, and the entire Qi Mansion has never made this kind of dish. He was tired of eating meat and vegetables for a long time, so he liked to drink porridge in the morning to clear his stomach.

Unexpectedly, this woman has a little ability.

It doesn't seem to matter so much anymore.

Isn't it the most important thing to be delicious?

Qi Yan raised his eyebrows, swept the dishes with satisfaction, the hand holding the chopsticks couldn't help but be slightly forced, the rabbit meat was extremely tough, and it was always clamped, if it wasn't for someone watching him from the side, I am afraid that he would have picked up the plate and eaten it gluttonously.

"Oh, you've eaten?" He asked.

The maid eats, naturally later than the master, but the flower fat mist is not an ordinary maid, she has already filled her stomach when cooking, and then gave the rest of the dishes to Qi Yan.

Naturally, he would not know about this.

However, this woman didn't look hungry at all, and she didn't even bother to rest on the dishes, obviously looking full.

She didn't answer the question.

"I'm afraid it will be a little later to cook in the future, and the dishes in the kitchen are not very good, and they are all selected by me...... Anyway, you just wait a little longer. ”

The tone of her speech never looked like a slave to a master.

Qi Yan was also accustomed to the attitude of the flower fat mist, and after a pause in chopsticks, he looked at her: "Cheng, you like to delay as long as you want, before I go to sleep, I can eat, anyway, I'm busy, I don't have time to care about you." ”

It's better to be late than not to have such a delicacy.

If he is allowed to eat the food from the Xianmen kitchen, he can't stand it.

"Hmm."

The flower fat mist answered, and then retreated.

Qi Yan looked at her back, his mind wandering.

Somehow, maybe it was late at night, maybe it was the game that reminded him of the mountains, inexplicably, and the hazy naked shadows of the hot springs, and an uncontrollable heat on his face.

"Damn."

Why can't I forget this woman?

……

When he was idle, he went out on the front foot, and went to the back mountain to practice on the back foot.

In the final analysis, Vientiane is an all-natural and excellent physique, and there is no peak physique in ten thousand. After she mastered a little trick, the most basic cultivation of luck and spirit accumulation was easy for her, and the spiritual power in her body seemed to be less inflated.

It's like a person who eats and eats, gradually digesting.

The immortal books issued to the miscellaneous servants have been cultivated by her, and the foundation is already stronger than others, more than a star and a half.

According to this kind of basic cultivation, you will only become more and more sophisticated in the future, and among the tens of millions of people, there will be no opponents.

However, being too strong is not necessarily a good thing.

Ants can gnaw on elephants, and knives can cut trees.

The existence of Vientiane does not mean that it will not be defeated.

Until she becomes strong enough, she must not be discovered by anyone. Otherwise, the whole world will know about the birth of the Vientiane Body.

Zuo Jingshu is no exception.

And man's desire for power is unrestrained.

At that time, I don't know how many people will come to pupa and harass her in various ways, and even kill her, just to make a name for themselves.

Flower fat mist sat in the back mountain forest to meditate and look at the stars.

In the sky, the stars jumped out one by one, so many, so bright, and so far away, just like the country of snow embers in her mind, as if within reach, but also out of reach.

She smiled faintly.

It's so lonely to be alone.