"What's going on... It was dark in front of me, and I couldn't feel anything......"

Xiao Yichen is now in a dark world, and he fell into a coma due to the injury of his broken back. He lost his six senses, as if he had returned to the gluttonous world of consciousness, only this time he couldn't see anything, he couldn't hear anything. The only thing that accompanies him is endless darkness and inexplicable coldness.

He couldn't perceive his own body, only a formless and formless consciousness wandering aimlessly in the darkness.

"Gluttony, are you there? It can't be that you're doing it again, are you?!"

With a slight movement of his mind, Xiao Yichen's angry voice spread in the darkness, spreading to infinity. But in reality, having lost control of his body and spiritual sense, he had no ability to speak, leaving only a wisp of consciousness. Perhaps, these words were nothing more than his imagination.

Until the real and illusory voice dissipated, there was still no gluttony appearing. Xiao Yichen didn't give up, and continued to speak: "If you talk to the sheep's body, you old thing will take advantage of people's danger and be very bad!"

It is a pity that he is the only one here, and whether these words are conjecture or true sounds, they have not been answered at this moment.

Everything fell silent, and there was only a helpless consciousness wandering like a lonely soul.

There is no concept of time here, Xiao Yichen is actually used to this feeling of being ignored by time, but he is still a little unwilling, and he still has a lot of things to do. The revenge of the sect has not been avenged, and only the master of the true spirit does not know how long he can last under the curse of purple fire. Kutian and the others need him to save them, as well as the obedient disciples who can't let him go.

"Thief God, I'll go to your uncle's! I still have so many things to do! Why did I become a vegetative person?!"

Xiao Yichen wanted to cry without tears, and he knew that he would not come out at that time. It wouldn't be nice to let that broken old man who was hanging in the sky abuse the monsters, and now he looks like this ghost.

His words seemed to reach the heavens, and soon he felt cold on his face, and there was an intermittent sobbing sound in his ears. Immediately after, he was dragged out of the darkness by an inexplicable force and slowly woke up.

After his eyelids trembled a few times, Xiao Yichen finally opened his eyes with difficulty. At first, his eyes were hazy, as if obscured by clouds, and he could only dimly see a thin and indistinct hand hanging above his head and a black mass.

The black thing was gently touching his face, and it was cold to the touch. Occasionally, a few small patches are warm, presumably because of fingers touching the cheeks.

In his ears was Lu Guanguan's low sobbing sound, like a cuckoo's sorrowful song, tactful and quiet, and Xiao Yichen was distressed to hear it.

There were two old hoarse comforting voices on the side, but now his mind was chaotic, and he was not in the mood to think about who they were. His eyes gradually focused, and Xiao Yichen finally saw Lu Guanguan's face clearly.

The face was full of tiredness, and the two eyes were swollen from crying, like two ripe peaches hanging on their faces. Two broad tear streaks flowed down his cheeks, showing no sign of stopping. There was a mixture of saliva and tears between the mouth and nose, and the crying was sad.

Xiao Yichen felt a pain in his heart, and gently raised his hand, wanting to lift her to wipe away her tears.

This time, Lu Guanguan was taken aback, and after reacting, he burst into tears and laughed, and said in surprise: "Great! Master, you have finally woken up!"

Ziga Ziga ~~~

There was another scraping sound of two chairs moving back and scraping against the ground.

"Guan Guan Mo cried. Being a teacher is just a sleep. While smiling at Lu Guanguan, Xiao Yichen looked to the side. I saw that the obscene uncle Wang Shouyi and the strange old man Jiang Yazi were jumping up from the two rosewood chairs, looking at themselves with an incredulous expression.

Seeing Jiang Yazi, a broken old man, Xiao Yichen was angry.

Why do you want to pretend to be a bad old man when you say you're so strong? No, even though you're a bad old man, you can't pretend to be weak. Since you have the strength, why didn't you make a move earlier, and wait until I was knocked out of the bone? In my last life, did I peek at your daughter taking a bath, or did I pick up your pants?

Xiao Yichen sneered, and said angrily to Jiang Yazi: "Master Jiang, you are really a good beginner, the kid can't touch his head for a long time." You went down to the net and made it to death, which really opened the kid's eyes, envied and shocked......"

Jiang Yazi is old and refined, and he can naturally feel the strong dissatisfaction in the words of the young man in front of him. He coughed a few times, his old face like tangerine peel was dyed red, and he said a little embarrassedly: "Ahem~ Little brother is really sorry." Big Brother made a fate, let me hide in the dark, to be a gang secret hand, and I was not allowed to take action until I had to. If he goes against his will, he will receive seventy-two sword slashes. The little old man is weak, and he really can't stand it~~~" He looked bitter, as if he was the biggest sufferer.

Since joining the gang, he has never exposed his strength, and everyone in the Giant Whale Gang thinks he is an ordinary old man.

"Hehe," Xiao Yichen's face turned pale, and he pulled the corners of his severely chapped mouth with difficulty, and sneered again, "Fortunately, Master Jiang was in time, otherwise I-"

"The little brother has an amazing physique, and he actually woke up from his slumber in half a day. Wang Shouyi once again carried forward his art of interjecting and mercilessly interrupted Xiao Yichen's speech.

Xiao Yichen was stunned for a moment, and immediately remembered that he had broken his back bone by the octopus monster just now, why did he not feel anything special now except for a slight stinging pain in his back and some weakness in his body?

"Why don't I feel very painful? It can't be half-paralysis, right?" Xiao Yichen said with a worried face. Then he glanced at the two men with a fierce gaze, and said a little scoundrelly, "You can lose-"

"Don't lie to us, we have asked Mr. An Qi from Penglai Island to heal you. "In terms of speaking, no one has ever robbed Wang Shouyi. Don't look at this strange uncle's age, but when he speaks, it is like two pieces of bark rubbing, and the voice is extremely inaudible.

Xiao Yichen's face was dark, and when he saw the damage on this ugly ghost's face, he remembered a conversation in the cabin of the Baibao Chamber of Commerce, and then he almost spurted blood when he heard this person's nonsense.

That Wang Shouyi rubbed the black beard at the corner of his mouth and said to himself: "Mr. An Qi is an immortal doctor on the sea, treading the waves and selling herbs, and the holy art of healing injuries with one hand can make the dead wood spring, and treat this broken bone on your body, it is not a problem at all." ”

Xiao Yichen grabbed the gap between his breathing and immediately fought back: "Do you believe it or not, when I get better, I will break the bone between your legs?"

Hearing this, Wang Shouyi covered his crotch with both hands and didn't dare to say a word. Those little black eyes were secretly aimed at Jiang Yazi, wanting to ask for help.

Jiang Yazi shrugged helplessly, saying that you have to be responsible for what you have said, and I don't want to help you.

Lu Guanguan watched Wang Shouyi's deflated appearance from the side, and he was about to die of laughter. Desperately pressed his face with his two small hands, let out a puff laugh, and his face was as red as the setting sun.

Squeak –

"Okay, okay, little brother Xiao, let's not talk about it. My mother cooked preserved egg porridge for you, you taste it first. ”

At this moment, the door was pushed open, and a handsome young man walked in with a bowl of steaming porridge.

Xiao Yichen looked at the young man who was being burned by the porridge bowl, nodded, and asked, "You are Shopee, right?"

The thick hair that the boy revealed after taking off his hood made Xiao Yichen envious. His eyes are very beautiful, with silver shining in the pale blue pupils, and there seems to be a sea of stars in his eyes, which people can't forget at first sight. On the boat, Xiao Yichen looked at his eyes and naturally recognized it.

Shopee shook the flowing indigo half-long hair on his head, and slowly walked towards Xiao Yichen under everyone's gaze.

Wang Shouyi and the others looked at a few beautifully cut preserved eggs and a few pieces of tiny celery in the porridge, and their Adam's apple moved.

"Although this porridge is a little simpler, it looks good, and it should be good. Jiang Yazi stared at the bowl of porridge that was constantly going away, and his neck had to follow.

Wang Shouyi was even more exaggerated, following behind Shopee step by step, greedily sniffing the fragrance in the bowl, and asked, "Does Qingluo Niangniang have prepared it for us?"

Hearing this, Shopee said a little embarrassedly: "My mother didn't make it for you, but-"

Before he finished speaking, Xiao Yichen ignored the injury of his broken body, half sat up, snatched the porridge from Shopee's hand, and drank it in a big gulp. He has copper skin and iron bones, and he is not afraid of the heat of this porridge, just like pouring soup into his mouth, the porridge full of fragrance and umami is poured into his mouth, and the sound is like a whale sucking a cow to drink.

He wasn't very hungry, but he still had to be angry Wang Shouyi and Jiang Yazi. But he ignored Shopee's unfinished words.

But Wang Shouyi heard it clearly, Shopee also said the word "but". I have to say, there are many doorways in this speech, and there are often unexpected things behind the words "but", "but", and "but". With a wicked smile, Wang Shouyi put his hands behind his back and asked Shopee, "Then does your mother make spicy seafood noodles?"

A bright smile appeared on Shopee's face, and he replied, "My mother did it, but my mother was afraid that it would affect the rest of this little brother, so she asked me to give it to you later." ”

"No, no, we can eat it now, and the noodles are so fragrant, it will definitely make the little brother more appetizing." Although he can't eat it, it's better to be steady. Wang Shouyi waved his hand, his small eyes flashed with fine light, and his face was full of wilted expressions.

Xiao Yichen felt that this bastard must not have any good ideas, but now it is important to eat porridge, you can eat noodles here. Am I still afraid of a bowl of noodles?

Jiang Yazi couldn't help laughing, he was familiar with Wang Shouyi's temperament, and he also understood how delicious the noodles made by Qingluo Niangniang were. That being the case, why not frustrate Xiao Yichen's spirit?

After thinking about this, he chimed in: "Shopee, you can bring it for us." ”

"I want it too, I want it too!"

Lu Guanguan raised his hands and shouted on the side, she had already cried when she saw the master's porridge.

Shopee smiled helplessly, so he had to turn around and go out.

After a while, Shopee finally came in with four large bowls of noodles on a wooden pallet. As soon as Fang entered the house, a spicy smell permeated, and everyone's spirits were lifted.

The noodles are very good, with a few red droplets of water lying in a bowl like a ball of sunset, mixed with all kinds of seafood, chili powder and white sesame seeds. Half of the bowl is seafood, half is noodles. There are many types of seafood, including shrimp with the skin removed, crab meat with the shell knocked off, and some unnamed seafood, whose umami is hidden in a strong spicy smell. There is also a handful of minced green onions, ginger and garlic in the noodles, and a few points of red vinegar and sesame oil, but the taste is extremely good.

Shopee handed out the noodles, one bowl for himself, one bowl each for Lu Guanguan, Wang Shouyi, and Jiang Yazi, but Xiao Yichen, who was injured, did not.

Xiao Yichen drank lean porridge, his nose full of the delicious aroma of seafood and chili peppers mixed together. He was a little aggrieved, tears were rolling in his eyes, and his snot was about to flow into the bowl.

Lu Guanguan sat on the edge of the bed, holding a bowl of sea bowls bigger than her face, sucking and eating the big bowl of noodles, and there was a gurgling chewing sound in his mouth, which sounded like thunder in Xiao Yichen's ears.

She raised her smile and asked the master, "Is this porridge delicious?"

Xiao Yichen was stunned, and the spoon in his hand almost shook off. Secretly glanced at the bowl of noodles full of seafood in the bright red color in the apprentice's hand, and then looked at the somewhat bland preserved egg and celery porridge in his hand, and almost swallowed.

No, he swallowed hard, squeezed an ugly smile on his face, and shouted in the most excited words of his life: "It's delicious, this porridge is so fragrant!"

After listening to his slightly broken words, the other four ate more deliciously.