"Sixth Senior Sister, Sixth Senior Sister, look, I dug up two steamed buns from Master and gave them to you!"

Watching the young man offer treasure and hand two black steamed buns to him, the corners of Mu Yandi's mouth twitched.

The problem is, this is really just an ordinary steamed bun, not a spiritual food!

She felt that she needed to have a new understanding of the poverty of the sect.

Although he sighed so much in his heart, Mu Yan still took the steamed bun and naturally took a bite.

The steamed buns are dry and rough, and the taste is not good at all, but Mu Yan does not dislike it.

Seeing her like this, Luo Yu immediately grinned, revealing two pointed little tiger teeth, which were really indescribably cute.

Mu Yan touched his head and handed him the remaining steamed buns.

Luo Yu happily held the steamed bun and gnawed it like a rabbit.

"Little Senior Sister, let me tell you, I haven't eaten fragrant food for a long time, and if Little Uncle doesn't come back, we will all starve to death. ”

"Little Senior Sister, have you ever eaten fragrant roe deer meat? Have you ever eaten crispy wind wolf legs......? I really want to eat it!"

In Mu Yan's mind, he suddenly recalled that at the 6th stage of Yanwu University, Di Mingjue personally cooked a table of delicacies.

Saliva overflowed unconsciously.

Di Mingjue's craftsmanship is really getting higher and higher every time, and his appetite has been raised by him.

She obviously doesn't want to eat it, but now except for the dishes made by Di Mingjue, she feels that she can't swallow it.

It's just that......

Mu Yan couldn't help but raise his head and look at the distant sky.

Hey, when will she see Di Mingjue again?

There is also the fairy who claims to be Di Mingjue's fiancée, and I don't know where this man got the peach blossom debt.

Hmph, when we meet, she must ask carefully.

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Xiuxian Da 6.

"Sneeze ——!"

Di Mingjue, who had opened his eyes from cultivation and recuperation, suddenly sneezed, and the two sword eyebrows were furrowed to kill flies.

He jerked to his feet and strode towards the door of the Soul Lodge.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, what are you doing here?" Chang Lao rushed over crying, hugged Di Mingjue's thigh, and said with tears in his eyes, "Didn't you already promise that you would take care of your injuries in the Soul Cultivation House until you were completely healed?"

Emperor Mingjue said coldly: "Get out of the way, this gentleman wants to see Mu Yan!"

"Your Majesty, you can't wait any longer!" Chang Lao was about to cry, "I have already calculated for Miss Jun, Miss Jun's land catastrophe has passed, and now it is safe." If her subordinates dare to guarantee with their lives, Miss Jun will never have any accidents. ”

Emperor Ming Jue looked at the past with a cold gaze, "This gentleman is beautiful, naturally there will be no accidents, and you still need to say it." ”

As he spoke, he lifted his feet and walked out.

"My good gentleman!" Chang Lao hurriedly rushed over and hugged Di Mingjue's leg again, "Since you know that Miss Jun is fine, why do you have to go to someone right now? If you let Miss Jun know that you insist on going to her regardless of your own safety, Miss Jun will definitely be sad and angry." ”

Hearing that Mu Yan would be sad, Di Mingjue's footsteps really stopped.

But his brows were still furrowed, and he said coldly: "Benjun can feel that Yan Yan is missing Benjun." ”

Chang Lao was stunned, and then pouted: Xiuzhen and Xiuxian, the two big 6s, are separated by such a large space to avoid obstacles, even if Miss Jun misses you, you can feel that there is a ghost. Your Majesty, you are too self-indulgent. ...

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