I don't know if I was scared of being pinched by Mu Feng'er, or if I was distressed that such a beautiful person would have a blue nose and swollen face, Wu Yu suddenly stretched out his hand and caught Mu Feng'er.

The warm fragrance of nephrite jade enters the bosom, and a touch that has never been felt before is transmitted like lightning from all over the body to the mind.

He couldn't describe what it was like, as if a volcanic eruption was spewing out of the magma in his body, and then there was a gentle river flowing into his heart.

What a strange feeling......

Wu Hao's face was as blank as the fog of the early morning.

Similar to him, Mu Fenger also experienced a psychological impact that she had never experienced.

The little white hands carved by the efforts of God were tightly attached to the boy's chest, and under the thin placket, there were strong muscles with edges and corners, and even she could feel the young man's strong and powerful heartbeat.

Perhaps there was still a faint scorching sun on the young man's body, and she suddenly felt that her body was slightly hot, and a flush floated on her pretty face, which was as white as jade.

It took a long time for her to realize that the movements of the two were too intimate, and she hurriedly broke free from Wu Hao's arms.

"Did you just mean to say something?"

Mu Feng'er tried to change the topic to alleviate the embarrassment just now.

"yes, I almost forgot."

Wu Yu reacted, his gaze crossed the red-faced Mu Feng'er, and fell to Jiang Chen, who was still lying in the fragments of the ring.

He knew that Jiang Chen was not really unconscious, but he couldn't accept such a fiasco.

"Jiang Chen, don't forget to go to the kitchen for dinner, Grandma is still waiting for you."

There was an aura of disorder in the ring.

Mu Feng'er: "......"

"Humph! Stinky nerd! ”

Embarrassed and annoyed, she stamped her foot vigorously and walked away in a huff.

Wu Yu was stunned for a moment, why was she angry if she wasn't white, and hurriedly chased after her.

After a long time, Jiang Chen got up and looked in the direction where Wu Yu had left for a long time.

This is the first time since he cultivated Xuan that he has suffered defeat one after another under the hands of one person, and it is a complete fiasco.

It wasn't that he hadn't faced defeat before, but once he entered that kind of raging state that was almost out of control, that kind of fighting method that fought with his life regardless of means, whether it was a mystic or a mystical beast, he would be so frightened that he would retreat and dare not compete with him.

Wu Hao, on the other hand, calmly cracked his life-fighting tactics, took the lethal attack in his berserk state, and defeated him with a backhand, and even had the strength to stop before he hit himself hard.

This calmness and calmness completely knocked down Jiang Chen on a psychological level.

His breathing became rapid, and he felt his chest clog up.

The shadow left by Wu Yu was too deep, so deep that as long as he thought of the sword light that was as dazzling and scorching as the scorching sun, his chest and even his dantian couldn't help but twitch.

The moon shone brightly, but it was obscured by the dark aura of his body.

He came to the kitchen in despair, and was suddenly stunned.

The chef's door was open, and an old man sat on a small bench at the table, hunched over his back, looking a little tired.

The night wind ran into the house and stirred the candlelight, and the candlelight swayed, reflecting the old man's side face after the vicissitudes of life.

Jiang Chen's pupils trembled, and the dim pupils reflected the flower of flame that was so faint that it could be blown out by the wind at any time, and his feet that were about to enter the kitchen hung in the air.

He hesitated for a moment, and before Grandma could find him, he turned around and ran back to the dormitory to get a set of clean clothes.

During this period, a few students opened their eyes curiously, saw Jiang Chen's embarrassed appearance, seemed to be white, and whispered a few words.

Jiang Chen didn't bother to pay attention to them, took a shower, changed his clothes, and hurriedly ran back to the kitchen.

"Mother-in-law, I'm coming for dinner."

He calmed his breath, and there was not a hint of abnormality in his tone.

"Xiaochen is here, come and sit down to eat."

Grandma smiled kindly, got up tremblingly, walked to the stove and lifted the lid of the cauldron.

A stream of hot smoke rushed out, and Grandma's rickety figure looked a little blurry under the smoke.

There were four dishes and one soup in the pot, Jiang Chen wanted to help, and reached out to bring out the bowl full of bone broth, but was hurriedly pushed away by Grandma.

"Be careful, I'll come, I'll come."

He had to sit down obediently and watch Grandma bring the dishes one by one.

"Quick, eat while it's hot."

Grandma knew that he was 'very promising' and filled him with a big bowl of white rice.

Jiang Chen let out a soft 'um' and silently pulled the rice.

"Don't just eat, eat more food, mother-in-law remembers that you love braised pork the most, eat more, you are now the time to grow your body."

Grandma chattered as she pushed a plate of braised pork forward.

Jiang Chen's heart was warm, and the haze caused by the fiasco had also been dispelled a lot.

Grandma smiled and watched him gulp down his food, her eyes shining with love.

"You just took a shower, didn't you? This hair hasn't been dried yet, so beware of catching a cold. ”

Jiang Chen's hair was still a little wet, and he was in a hurry to dry it.

"It's okay, I'm fine."

He ate and answered vaguely.

"Okay, no matter how good your body is, you can't be so bad, go back and wipe it after eating."

Grandma got up and closed the door of the chef.

At this time, she remembered what she had said when she met Wu Hao just now, the wrinkles on her face were tightly wrinkled, and she asked with concern, "Xiaochen, I heard that you hurt your dantian?" Better, isn't it? It won't affect your cultivation in the future, right? ”

Jiang Chen's body stiffened slightly, and the braised pork he had just picked up fell back into the plate, and the gravy splashed on the table.

"It's okay, it's okay, I'll just wipe it with a rag."

Grandma stood up, went to the stove and took a rag to wipe the table, and said with concern: "I heard that young man named Wu Yu refined the pill for you, how is the effect?" Did it work? ”

Jiang Chen pulled the corners of his mouth absentmindedly, "Mother-in-law, don't worry, my injuries are all healed." ”

"That's good, that's good."

The wrinkles on Grandma's face unfolded.

As if she saw Jiang Chen's thoughts, Grandma smiled and said, "Losing to Xiao Xi, don't you feel very unconvinced?" ”

Jiang Chen was stunned for a moment, and it took a while to realize that the 'Xiao Xi' in her mother-in-law's mouth was referring to Wu Xi.

He was silent and silently took a large bite of food.

"You kid has been competitive since he was a child, and I know you're not convinced, so I've prepared good things for you."

Grandma smiled mysteriously.

Good stuff?

Jiang Chen was a little puzzled and a little curious, but saw Grandma open the steamer and take out a large plate full of meat buns from it.

There was still hot smoke on the meat buns, apparently not long after they had been steamed.

"Mother-in-law, ...... are you?" Jiang Chen is not yin, so.

Grandma smiled, and the wrinkles on her face were like a blooming chrysanthemum.

"This is specially prepared for you by your mother-in-law, eat more, Xiao Yu won't be able to beat you when you're full."

Jiang Chen couldn't cry or laugh, but his heart suddenly became happy.

He picked up a meat bun and took a big bite and answered it heavily.

"Hmm!"