Chapter 189 (1/2)

one hundred and ninety

Jiang Dayuan was confused.

San Shao's craftsmanship is obviously excellent, but how can he speak so strangely at this time?

And Yun Yi seems to have something to say

”You haven't eaten it. Do you want to try again?”

Mu Qinglan said, raising her chin.

”If I hadn't taken Dayuan with me, I was afraid I would starve to death on the road. He ate once before, but he never let me do it again, did he? ”

Sure enough

Jiang Da thought about the electricity, but he couldn't see anything on his face. While seriously roasting the meat, he said, ”yes, three young people are good. That's the cooking skill. It's really not good. But that's what makes me useful, isn't it? ”

Jumping fireworks lit up several people's faces, but they couldn't see their faces clearly.

Yun Yi glances at Jiang Dayuan and his tone is slightly raised:

”Oh?”

This clear and faint sound, somehow, made Jiangda yuan sink in his heart, as if pressed by something, and as if he had been seen through all disguises, which was very uncomfortable.

He added a fire, and the flame ”leaped” and burned more vigorously. The light and shadow were dim and could not be seen clearly.

”Yes!”

Jiangda thought that this piece was ready. After blowing a few times, he bit it. His voice was a little vague.

”... but I'm glad I can help three less...”

The atmosphere gradually returned to quiet.

It's just quiet, but it's a little uncomfortable.

Mo Yu's face is bitter - young Lord, do you want to eat or not! It's hard for me to hold it like this!

Yun Yi suddenly gets up and walks to the other side.

Mo Yu finally breathed out a long breath.

Is this giving something to yourself!?

Without hesitation, Mo Yu immediately took a bite - the meat is fragrant, scorched outside and tender inside!

He wants to take Jiangda yuan away and cook barbecue for them!

Mu Qinglan also continued to eat, smiling between her eyebrows and eyes, reflecting a warm color of fire.

Yun Yi raises his hand and a long silver sword in his hand, which is like a rainbow!

Mu Qinglan leaned against the head of a boulder. The smile in the corners of his eyes had not dispersed, but his eyes were calm.

Today's Yun Yi is no longer the boy who is embarrassed because he is too hungry.

And she is no longer mu Qinglan at that time.

Yun Yi waved with long sleeves. His white figure was brighter than the moonlight. His long sword was like a rainbow. Under the dark sky, it was like a cloud and wavering.

The moment is like the light in the water, the long hair falls, and the breeze blows, it is like waving, clean and neat.

The light and shadow were interlaced and stacked in the fundus of his eyes.

With a backhand sword, mu Qinglan saw his eyes and seemed to see the depression that could not be dissipated.

It's like walking in the dark night. I don't know when I can see the light, but I can only move on and can't go back.

Yun Yi rarely has such feelings.

No, he's usually not emotional.

He is a person with a cold personality and few feelings. It seems that nothing can make him fluctuate.

But at this moment, mu Qinglan suddenly clearly felt the cold breath on him.

Finally, Yun Yi's wrist turned, and the long sword left a rainbow in the air and took it back.

Several people didn't expect that Yun Yi would suddenly practice his sword, and Mo Yu's heart jumped.

He seldom saw the young Lord in such a restless mood, but he didn't know what made the young Lord suddenly so?

Yun Yi feels that the gloomy spirit between his chest and abdomen has finally dissipated. Yuan Li is flowing in his limbs and bones, rich and smooth.

But there was always a shadow in his heart that could not be dissipated.

He couldn't tell what it was, and he didn't know how to dispel it.

Some things, unknowingly, have left a brand and can't be removed.

For a moment, he said faintly:

”Her craft is indeed the best in the world.”

At this sound, no one knew what he was talking about except mu Qinglan.

My heart seemed to be knocked gently by something.

It was so light that she almost thought it was her own illusion.

Mu Qinglan blinked, thinking of the stubborn white boy, and finally took over his barbecue.

She looked at him with curved eyebrows and asked:

”Is my craft the best in the world?”

The boy didn't look at her. Finally, he couldn't stand her noise. He said:

”It's just some food. You have to rank?”

Mu Qinglan raised her eyebrows: ”of course! Say yes! ”

The boy in white didn't answer again.

I didn't say it at that time because I thought it was just a small thing.

But later I learned that even if it was such a simple sentence, I had no chance to tell her personally.

Mu Qinglan didn't expect Yun Yi to remember.

She closed her eyes and frowned.

The wind blew through the mountains.

Mu Qinglan's eyebrows moved and suddenly opened her eyes!

Boom!