Chaoyang walked up and down at the door of Cui Wei's room, from here to there, and back from there, with a tangled face.

Did he say too much that day? Although Cui Wei is good at causing trouble, she is still a good person, she is righteous, and her cooking is delicious.

She first entered the Western Sinking Realm, she must not understand many things, and it is inevitable that she will be used, as the senior brother of Qingfeng Guan, he has the obligation to teach her something, but he should not scold her like that.

She must be angry, so she hid in the room for two days and two nights and didn't come out, she is still in the Qi refining period, and her body is better than ordinary people, oh no, her small arms and legs are definitely not as good as ordinary people, if she doesn't eat for these two days, will her body not be able to stand it?

It is not often said that people are iron and steel, and they are hungry if they don't eat a meal.

Cui Wei has been in retreat since she came back that night, and she has not come out until now, and she does not know if she is hungry or not.

What's more, the master also told him to take a good look at Cui Wei, in case Cui Wei was really hungry, how could he explain to the master?

The morning sun slipped around, and in the end, he couldn't resist the double torture of the master's entrustment and the self-blame of conscience, and knocked on the door.

Sensing the existence of the prohibition, he was a little more careful and tapped lightly: "I prepared a meal for you, are you hungry?"

There was silence in the room.

Chaoyang is also familiar with this situation, under normal circumstances, he will not bother when he is in a state of concentration, but Cui Wei is just a little monk who has cultivated Qi at the first level, how long can she cultivate? Can she still retreat like a master for ten years, eight years, or even a hundred years?

Inexistent.

Hungry to starve to death for her.

I still have to wake up, otherwise, I should not grow up if I am hungry all the time, Cui Wei is very concerned about the size, and if she grows tall, she will leave regrets.

Raise your hand on the door and use the gentle spiritual power in your body to dissolve the enchantment prohibition, although this method of dissolving is time-consuming, it will not affect the people in the enchantment, and it is an excellent way to awaken the people in cultivation.

The forbidden enchantment in this inn is just the most ordinary enchantment, with the infusion of his spiritual power, within a moment, it has dissolved into nothingness, and it opened with a "pop".

The door creaked open.

Chaoyang was about to take a closer look at Cui Wei's situation, but he was slightly stunned.

in the room.

Cui Wei stood on the chair, holding a bowl in one hand and chopsticks in the other, and was sandwiching noodles from the casserole, the casserole was steaming, the water was constantly tumbling, and the slices of meat, vegetables, mushrooms, and vermicelli were constantly bubbling out, and the steaming heat brought out the slightest aroma.

The room is full of fragrance and is filled with an extremely alluring taste.

"Do you want to eat?" Cui Wei asked with a little embarrassment.

Chaoyang was angry, I wanted to scold her, but when I opened my mouth, saliva almost flowed out, and I hurriedly swallowed a mouthful of saliva: "You girl, I called for a long time, didn't you hear? ”

Cui Wei was also helpless, picked a chopstick noodle, and then picked out a few meat slices: "The things made here are too unpalatable, I refuse to eat them." ”

"Then you should also tell me, you hide in the house to eat by yourself, let me worry outside, have you ever thought about my feelings?"

"You're worried about me?" Cui Wei asked with a smile as her eyes widened.

Chaoyang was gagged and his face was cold.

Cui Wei sneered: "I know I was wrong, but I'm so hungry, I've been practicing for two days and two nights, and it's not long after it ended, I'm so hungry that I can't stand it!"

Chaoyang relented again after hearing this, and complained: "What kind of body do you have, don't you know, you have been cultivating for so long, aren't you afraid that your meridians will bulge?"

"What are you afraid of? "Besides, she not only cultivates the exercises, but also cultivates the techniques, and because of this repeated practice, she has made great progress now.

Cui Wei took out another bowl and filled him with a bowl of noodles and put it on the table: "Here you go, try my craftsmanship, this guarantee you haven't eaten." ”

The bottom layer of the small bowl is thinly sliced hand-rolled noodles, and the surface is lined with green vegetables, mushrooms, and sliced meat, which is fragrant.

Chaoyang hesitated for a moment, couldn't resist the attraction of this smell, and still walked over: "Pay attention to your time when cultivating in the future, it won't do you any good if you cultivate for too long." ”

"Got it. Cui Wei went in with her left ear and out with her right ear, she didn't pay attention to it at all, she took a piece of meat and blew it and stuffed it into her mouth.

"What a smell, so fragrant!" a person suddenly appeared at the door, he walked in with a shrugged nose, stared at the small bowl of the rising sun with a pair of bull's eyes, and suddenly rushed up, snatched the small bowl, and poured it into his mouth.

Chaoyang was furious, showed his weapon, and rushed at the man's neck with a flick of the fan.

Cui Wei covered her face, for fear that she would see the scene of blood splattered in five steps.

But he didn't want to wait for a moment and couldn't hear the sound, but raised his eyes slightly and saw that this person was pinching the fan with two fingers, and he was confronting the rising sun.

Chaoyang is the Dan period, a folding fan is called a fascination, this person can easily pinch his fan, at least a monk in the Dan period.

Cui Wei sucked the noodles and glared at the two of them with a pair of big eyes, what happened to these two people?

Could it be that they are competing in secret?

Cui Wei has not seen this situation before, when she was in Qingfengguan, Chaoyang and others occasionally competed, and she was used to it.

It's just that they don't care about the severity of their shots, maybe they will knock over her little hot pot, this hot pot base is made by her with great painstaking work, don't be wasted by them.

Thinking about it, she pinched the small stove below and moved it to the side.

But she didn't want to, as soon as she moved, the two of them looked at it together, and the huge coercion swept head-on, Cui Wei flew out uncontrollably, slammed into the wall, and then rolled to the ground.

How can people who have a clear view of the breeze be bullied if others want to!

Chaoyang was immediately furious, his wrist flipped, the paper fan spun, and three trickles flew out suddenly, rushing towards the man opposite.

It was obviously water, but the man felt as sharp as a knife, the water was thin and urgent, hitting the wooden floor on the ground, and was immediately hit by a deep ravine, but it was like a breeze blowing, endlessly, the man fought and retreated, and was soon forced into a corner, and the water gathered and hit his face.

The man took out his weapon, slightly blocked, only to hear the sound of "poof", the water splashed and fell to the ground, the ground was corroded out of plum blossom imprints, the man's eyes shrunk, and he glanced at Chaoyang with a smile, and seemed to brush his clothes casually.

I saw that his clothes were still clean and tidy, and the white piping was not dirty at all.

Chaoyang's face sank, and he clenched the folding fan.

Cui Wei struggled to get up, her chest ached, and her mouth was full of blood.

Although it was only coercion, it was still too powerful for Cui Wei, who only practiced qi, she covered her chest, wiped the blood from the corner of her lips, and glared at him hard: "Who are you and why did you attack us?"

"You made this meal?" the man asked rhetorically, not answering.

Cui Wei's face became even worse, and she pursed her lips and said, "So what?"

The man suddenly laughed, and clasped his fists with both hands: "It's easy to say, the next surname is immeasurable, and people give the nickname Jun God of Food, little girl, you are young, and your skills are good." ”