Ming Shifeng's face turned red suddenly, he never thought of treating his senior sister as someone younger than himself.

At this time, it was inconvenient to explain to the boss that this was his senior sister.

Xiao Mingyao didn't want to explain more, he just wanted to embarrass the boss at the moment.

"Then you can paint me, not what I look like now, but look at me and draw my face two hundred years from now."

Xiao Mingyao's voice was very sweet and glutinous, but the request made the boss laugh.

"Little girl, two hundred years later, are you going to ask me to draw a bunch of skeletons?"

"Presumptuous!" Xiao Mingyao yelled fiercely.

Obviously, the boss didn't find out that both of them were immortal cultivators, so Ming Shifeng explained that it was enough to let the boss paint 20 years later.

The boss skillfully began to pour the thin sugar, and with a wrist that moved freely, he sketched Xiao Mingyao's face with a few simple strokes.

Soon, a cute and beautiful face took shape, which was naturally dried and turned into hard candy.

Xiao Mingyao took the sugar man from the boss's hand and couldn't help but let out a "wow".

Ming Shifeng took out a spirit stone and threw it to the boss, the boss was shocked, and then he knew that they were immortals!

Ming Shifeng hugged Xiao Mingyao and continued to visit the next stall.

Xiao Mingyao took this candy man and looked at it carefully, his eyes were full of admiration.

"Do you like it?" A smile appeared on the corner of Ming Shifeng's mouth, and he looked at Xiao Mingyao and asked.

Xiao Mingyao was serious: "It's okay." ”

The two of them were a little tired from shopping, so they found a newly opened noodle restaurant and sat down, ready to try it.

"Senior sister, this Wuhua Town is said to be the most famous for the wontons here, why don't we try it?"

"Okay."

Although Xiao Mingyao is so small, fortunately, Ming Shifeng still respects her very much.

Therefore, she must continue to put on the attitude of her senior sister, and she must not show her naïve side.

The two were bored while waiting for the ravioli.

Xiao Mingyao suddenly remembered what she had always wanted to ask but didn't have a chance to ask, she looked at Ming Shifeng: "Xiao Feng, during the ten years of my retreat before, I heard that you always fought with your junior brothers?" Why is that? ”

Ming Shifeng's expression was awe-inspiring, and his face was like sinking water: "It's them who are wrong first." ”

"Then you should tell Senior Sister what's wrong with them?"

"They said senior sister, you ...... In short, they can't spit ivory out of their dogs' mouths! ”

Xiao Mingyao pondered for a while, and then asked, "What can they say about me?" ”

Ming Shifeng bit his lip and swallowed for a long time before saying, "They said Master, coveting your ......"

"How is that possible!" Xiao Mingyao said fiercely, "Then you have to beat them well!" ”

Ming Shifeng hurriedly added: "So at that time, as long as there was nonsense, I cleaned them up!" ”

Xiao Mingyao muttered: "Although Shizun is good to me, I don't think I have that kind of idea, I know." Those who chew the root of their tongue probably just can't get used to seeing the uniqueness of the master to me. ”

Xiao Mingyao couldn't help but think of the fragment of memory again, the picture of Shizun Yue Wudao and his mother standing together.

Maybe Yue Wudao was so good to me because of the guilt of his mother-killing enemy?

Or is he just his mother's deceased and takes care of her orphans.

Ming Shifeng saw a faint sadness on Xiao Mingyao's face, and hurriedly placed the wontons that had just been served in front of her.

He took out chopsticks to pick out the green onions in the bowl for her, and then handed them to her.

"Senior sister, don't think so much, eat some wontons first." Ming Shifeng comforted her, "If anyone dares to say a word in the future, I will cut off the root of his tongue!" ”