Chapter 576 The Emperor Asking For Feeding

There was a smile on the corner of his mouth, and the little abacus in Yun Qingyan's heart cracked.

Didn't the peerless great master who founded Qingxuan Academy leave an inscription saying that he hoped that the younger generation would be able to subdue Qingxuan Ding, but did he fulfill his last wish?

When she subdues Qingxuan Ding, firstly, she increases her strength, and secondly, she helps senior but fulfills her last wish, isn't it just right?

Moreover, it was time to refine the batch of 12th-order Resurrection Pills that the gray-clothed elders of the Skywalk Auctions needed.

Yun Qingyan was thinking about what to do next, and there was already a tantalizing aroma in the casserole.

Ziyang Longbeard Porridge is ready!

Yun Qingyan swayed a piece of Yuan Li in his hand, and with the blessing of Yuan Li, the slow-simmering fire suddenly rose, and the temperature suddenly increased!

"Take it!" Yun Qingyan shouted, grabbed it in his hand, and the flame that suddenly rose seemed to be swept away by a giant hand, and it suddenly went out.

That last stroke was like a stroke of magic, and the fresh fragrance mixed with the fragrance of medicinal herbs suddenly permeated the kitchen.

The medicinal power of Dragon Beard Ginseng is stable, and it needs to be softened with a small fire before it can slowly destroy the layer of protection that locks the medicinal power on its surface.

And the sudden increase in temperature at the last stroke caused the locked medicinal power to explode in an instant, evenly distributed in the porridge soup!

This time, if it's too late, the medicinal power of Dragon Beard Ginseng will be lost. If it's too early, the medicinal power will not be released completely, and Yun Qingyan's move just now is not too soon or too late, just right!

Pour the porridge in the casserole into the food cup, before Yun Qingyan picked up the food cup, Di Jiuque came over and said proudly with a stern face,

"This deity is hungry."

With that appearance, he was so proud that he didn't look like a begger, but an emperor who waited for others to serve and deliver meals.

His beautiful phoenix eyes fell on the food cup, motionless, the meaning in his heart is self-evident.

Seeing Di Jiuque's appearance and tone as the greatest of the world, Yun Qingyan rolled his eyes, but took the food cup in his direction, "This is a medicated meal for Brother Guanghan, it can't be. Give you."

After all, there are too few dragon beard ginseng. After making Guanghan's breakfast, it is already one-third less, but she can save as much as she can.

Because Longxingshen was specially reserved for Guanghan to make medicinal meals, Yun Qingyan only made it for him, not to mention Emperor Jiuque, not even Yuntian.

At this time, Emperor Jiuque's body has degenerated to the level of fifteen or sixteen years old.

The originally long and narrow deep pupils were slightly rounded, and when combined with the slightly immature, cold and handsome young face, it really had the feeling of a little fresh meat.

The degeneration of his body has relieved a lot of the heavy pressure on him.

At this time, his eyes were glued to the food cup, like the arrogant and sullen little brother next door, who was begging for snacks, and he was unexpectedly cute.

I want to eat, but I can't put it down and insist on maintaining my pride, full of contrast and cuteness.

This look of Emperor Jiuque made the corner of Yun Qingyan's heart soften a bit, and finally couldn't bear to say,

"Next time, I'll make it for you next time."

"Hmph." Only then did Di Jiuque look away, and Aojiao snorted coldly, "Don't forget it next time."

He didn't even taste the food made by the little guy himself, so he let the bloodline of the damned Divine Sword Valley take the lead, damn it!

Di Jiuque's fist squeezed in secret and made a crackling sound.

However... Although Lord Emperor Zun has a low EQ, the experience of these days has also increased his negative EQ a little bit.

He knew in his heart that if he insisted on continuing to entangle, let alone whether he could drink the porridge made by Yun Qingyan this time, it would not even be possible next time!