Chapter 1837 Are You Trying to Murder Your Husband?

Fortunately, the table is big enough to seat so many people.

Huang Yan did not pierce Yun Qingyan's lies, his eyes fell on her left side, where Fatty Yu was sitting.

"Step aside."

High command.

"Brother Huangyan, please take a seat! Please take a seat!" The dog-legged child, Yu Dafa, went online, and quickly moved his butt, his face full of smiles.

During the secret valley trial of the First Academy, Fatty Yu and everyone had seen Huang Yan.

Huang Yan also sat down unceremoniously, acting unrestrainedly and unrestrainedly, before Yun Qingyan took out a new bowl and chopsticks, she took her chopsticks and started serving dishes.

Everyone: "?!!"

"Girl, it tastes good." Huang Yan said with satisfaction.

Nie Zhao and Huo Yichen both looked at him with great fear.

Nie Zhao's heart was pounding, although the man in front of him did not deliberately exude coercion, but the momentum around him made him feel unmatched. This kind of feeling... He has only seen it on that Venerable.

Who is this man?

On the other hand, Huo Yichen felt similar to him, even stronger than him.

The higher the cultivation level, the more terrifying and unfathomable the man in front of him can feel.

There were some doubts in his eagle eyes, and he asked Yun Qingyan,

"Hey! Woman! Don't you want to introduce me?"

Silly boy! This is your idol, Emperor Zhanyan!

Yun Qingyan complained silently in his heart, but did not tell Huo Yichen the truth, "Huang Yan, is my friend."

Huang Yanjun frowned slightly and snorted, "More than just friends? We are obviously the most intimate relationship in the world!"

A soul contract, living together and dying together, can't it be the most intimate relationship?

"The most intimate... relationship?!" The ambiguity of this sentence instantly made everyone present stiff.

The closest relationship...that's not...

Baili Qingxue's hand holding the chopsticks froze.

Huo Yichen was slightly surprised, and a fierce light shot out from his eagle eyes.

Ji Siwen looked at Huang Yan and exclaimed in his heart.

Even a woman like Yun Qingyan who is as sturdy as a man can conquer! They... admire!

Wait a minute... Fatty Yu suddenly thought, isn't Yun Qingyan's lover Yun Jiu? ! When was it replaced? !

Yun Qingyan pinched his brows with a headache, "Don't listen to his nonsense. We are just friends."

It's really inconvenient to say something like a soul contract.

Seeing that the vegetables and meat on the table had bottomed out, Yun Qing said, "I'll go to the kitchen and get some more ingredients."

When they got to the kitchen, Yun Qingyan called the water element star power to wash the ingredients, and with a wave of her hand, thousands of golden knives appeared, and she cut the meat into thin slices under her control.

Although she has comprehended the elements of the five elements, the most convenient thing to use is fire. For example, she uses the water element and the gold element to handle the ingredients...to facilitate life...

Yun Qingyan put the washed and cut ingredients into the Xuanjie, and just about to leave, she suddenly felt a wave of fluctuations behind her, and subconsciously moved her elbow over, fierce and fierce.

But her attack failed.

In the next second, a pair of slender hands stretched out from behind, hugging her waist tightly, and a clear and pure voice like the spring of an iceberg sounded from behind, with a bit of grievance and dissatisfaction, "Yanyan, you are this. Are you going to murder your husband?"

Yun Qingyan was stunned, and then said in surprise, "Di Jiuque?"

"Yeah." A shallow smile came from behind her, and warm breath sprayed on top of her head.

The hand wrapped around her waist loosened, tightly wrapping her hand, a handsome face like a god appeared in front of her eyes, with a light smile on her face like melting ice and snow, "Did you miss the deity?"