A full moon had already faded into a very thin shortbread under the morning light, and fell on the western side of the sky, a very inconspicuous decoration above the canopy that had turned light blue.

followed by the two "benefactors" in front of him, who didn't seem to know what "tired" was, from the middle of the night to almost dawn, Jia Xianren, who was originally awakened in his sleep, was already trembling with his eyelids at this time, and he was almost squinting into a thin slit.

In a daze, Jia Xianren just felt as if an invisible hand was pressing his head towards the ground.

Under the head, which is like a seesaw, there is a pair of legs that seem to be filled with lead water, and they are struggling to move step by step, which makes people worry a little about whether the next step is the last step in the soft scholar's life.

Gradually, the intense hunger mixed into the heavy iron-like sleepiness, so that the scholar's consciousness began to slowly blur.

He looked up at the already bright sky, and subconsciously muttered "It's dawn......", and then gave the full moon that was already difficult to identify from the canopy if he didn't look carefully, and thought, for no reason, that there would always be coarse grain pancakes at home during the festival when he was a child.

The coarse grains that have been beaten into a paste, mixed with rice bran and grain bran, are flattened and baked at the bottom of the pot, and after a while, there will be a fragrant and crispy pancake freshly out of the pan.

It's delicious!

He remembers that when he was a child, his mother would always think of ways to make the pancakes thinner.

In this way, their family of four with four mouths can have a few more pancakes to eat.

Leaving the small mountain village in his hometown and entering the city, Jia Xianren also quietly gritted his teeth and ate the baked cakes on the side of the street.

There were a lot of things in the baked cakes, but Jia Xianren always felt that they were not as delicious as the pancakes at home, so he couldn't help but scold his mother after eating them slowly.

Just this broken cake and the fucking want me five cents?!

When Jia Xianren looked at the round with only a vague full moon left, Xun Ming was also looking at him.

Jiang Sinan, who had suffered a great grievance in his heart, had endless grievances, and on the way from the city center to the city gate in front of him, he scolded halfway without a word.

I don't know if he was really tired of scolding or felt that scolding was boring, he finally turned his head with a look of unfinished thinking, and followed Xun Ming along the road in a daze.

Although Jiang Sinan felt strange, he was sulking, so he didn't ask very hard, as if this opening was a weakening momentum on his side.

And Xun Ming actually didn't know where to go next, he was only because in the process of "running away" before, he was the one who was "chased".

Coupled with Jiang Sinan's scolding technique that later made him "open his ears" all the way, Xun Ming also patronized to control his mind, and it was already good to be able to resist fighting with the big garlic who "didn't know what the swordsmanship was, and the scolding technique sounded the least yuanying", let alone to find the way and think about where to go.

And Jia Xianren is not to mention, he looks like he is going to pass out in the next second, it is already good to be able to follow them all the way, let alone expect him to say something at this critical time.

So the three of them walked the second half of the journey without letting go of a fart, until they reached the gate of the city.

Seeing that the scholar who was a little not easy to use his brain was already looking up at the sky, looking like he was about to kick his legs and "pass away suddenly", Xun Ming's brows couldn't stop jumping, and then he didn't pay attention to the strength of his hand, and slapped Jiang Sinan's hand next to him hard.

It was not easy for Jiang Sinan, who had lost some of his anger, to touch him so hard, and he was a little uncalm at that time.

Provocation, huh?! I just said a few words to you?!

A pair of sword eyebrows gave Jiang Sinan, who was raised high, "swished" and turned his head, with a look of "You kid is finding fault, right?" Expression.

However, after seeing Xun Ming's complicated expression of extreme disappointment and hatred of iron and steel, the expression on his face quickly turned into a very serious solemnity and peace like a performance, and his sword eyebrows were heavy.

Looking at Jiang Sinan's expression that seemed to change his face like a trick, Xun Ming felt the urge to sigh again, but in the end he couldn't hold back.

"Do you have any dry food in your belongings?"

"Dry food? Are you okay with this? Jiang Sinan's tone was surprised, and a pair of sword eyebrows became higher and lower as they could, as if silently expressing their incomprehension.

Xun Ming just glanced at it, and he saw the meaning in his expression.

Brother Xun, they are all young sect masters, and they are still so down-and-out?

Taking a deep breath again, Xun Ming suppressed his emotions and stretched out his finger to Jia Xianren, who had already begun to "look at the sky", and then couldn't help but be a little curious about how this guy grew so big.

Is it by virtue of good talent and hard fists?

To be honest, if it weren't for Xun Ming's severe fall now, and he had just fought a tough battle "just now", he might have had a good exchange with Jiang Sinan about swordsmanship.

This kid really owes it!

Following Xun Ming's fingers, Jiang Sinan's head slowly turned, and then he saw a scholar with a pale face, slightly sunken cheeks, and black circles under his eyes and Yin Tang, who was looking at the sky motionlessly, looking like he was about to kick his legs and swallow his breath to death.

"Bah, where did you come from!"

Jiang Sinan, who was startled by the starving ghost who "appeared" behind him, shook his wrist, and almost had a silver-white flying sword that liked to rub his master's face flash.

Jiang Sinan, who was slightly stunned before recognizing the figure, subconsciously blurted out:

"Jia Xianren? When did you kid die again? ”

Along the way, Jiang Sinan, who was first full of women, and then Xun Life, who was full of dogs, didn't notice Jia Xianren who was not even two steps away from him.

He just knew that Jia Xianren was following him around him, and the others didn't care at all.

So after seeing clearly the face that was not much different from the starving ghost, Jiang Sinan, who had traveled through the mountains and dealt with ghosts and monsters, blurted out directly, and then received a blank slap from Xun Ming.

"Seeing that he is going to die, why don't you take it out quickly?!"

"Why don't you take it? Morality kidnaps me, right? Your kid is a Confucian protégé? Jiang Sinan's movements in his hands were not slow, but his mouth was not ambiguous at all.

"I didn't bring it......" Xun Ming said helplessly.

If I bring it, where will you have so much to do?!

This is not Xun Ming's nonsense, there is indeed no mortal food in his storage ring, and his dazzling array of ingredients, spices and kitchenware are all immortal objects.

And after experiencing the painful lesson last time, Xun Ming was unwilling to let Jia Xianren's kid touch some food with aura anymore.

It's terrible to think about!

After glancing at the sky a little, it was roughly estimated that it was time for breakfast, Xun Ming looked around at random again, and after not finding any trace of the breakfast shop, he sighed slightly, and then threw his left hand skillfully upward, that is, a pink pill rose from his hand, and after drawing a playful arc in the air, it fell into his slightly open mouth.

A shallow smile of satisfaction slowly hooked up from the corners of his mouth, and even his eyebrows and eyes were slightly curved.

Well, it's lucky, it's a fire spirit berry.