Chapter 592 Yuntian and Emperor Jiuque Scramble for Food

However, the handsome young man just shook his head lightly for the idea of ​​his own contracted beast.

"No, let's continue."

He clenched the cold sword in his hand and looked into the distance lightly, "Those people won't let it go, they don't know when they will come back.

If we go back, it might cause trouble for the Yun family. "

At the moment when the inheritance memory was restored, he knew that he had to leave the Yun family!

What he faces is a thorny road, and this road can only be walked by him!

The wind in the desert is still raging, the mad sand is as sharp as a knife, and the figure of one person and one wolf gradually disappears and walks away in the face of a huge red sun...

...

Bei'an Guoyun Mansion...

Yun Qingyan glanced at the north with a feeling, and withdrew his gaze.

She sighed softly.

"Hey... Brother Guanghan is going to leave, and he has to wait until he has finished eating the medicated food and his injuries are all healed."

A look of concern flashed in Yun Qingyan's clear eyes, and she couldn't help clenching her fists.

Guanghan's injuries were not healed yet, so he left in such a hurry, it can be seen that things are not as simple as he said, just simply searching for his own life experience.

If he just wanted to find out his life experience, he didn't have to say goodbye to the Yun family.

He did this... as if he wanted to distance himself from the Yun family to avoid bringing disaster to the Yun family.

Brother Guanghan, what kind of trouble did you encounter? Yun Qingyan looked at the sky and muttered a question in her heart.

"Qingyan? You also made medicated meals?" Yun Tian asked in surprise.

"Yeah." Yun Qingyan nodded, but Guanghan left, and no one ate the medicinal meal.

"Then grandpa should eat it for Han'er." Yun Tian smiled cheerfully.

The Lingshen Snow Soul Soup that Qingyan made for him last time was very delicious.

Anyway, medicated diet is just a kind of food. Even if you are not injured, you will be fine if you eat it, and it can also have a warming effect.

The Emperor Jiuque, who had long been staring at the bowl of porridge, thought that the medicinal porridge was already in his pocket...

"Crack." Another hole appeared in the wooden door next to him.

Old Master Yun watched Di Jiuque's small movements keenly, his turbid old eyes flickered, urging Yun Qingyan, "Yan'er, hurry up! Where is the medicinal food?

Grandpa, I came back early from the morning, but I was starving! "

"Okay. I'll get it to you right away!"

An old house where a treasure.

Yun Qingyan's old urchin look made Yun Qingyan smile helplessly, her heart relaxed a lot, she returned to Guanghan's room, and brought the medicinal meal on the table to Yuntian.

"It's still hot. Grandpa, drink it."

"What a fragrant porridge! As expected of my granddaughter, even her cooking skills are so good!" Yun Tian smelled the medicinal porridge intoxicated, his eyes lit up. For his granddaughter, he never stings his praise.

Yun Qingyan was sweating.

Grandpa's intoxicated expression this time is too exaggerated.

Yun Tian drank the porridge in his hand, and suddenly, he still smashed it, and touched Yun Qingyan's head, "Qingyan, Grandpa has something to do, go first."

After finishing speaking, he glanced at Di Jiuque triumphantly, and walked away with a leisurely pace humming a ditty.

uh-huh! Brat! I still want to eat the porridge cooked by my baby granddaughter, let’s dream!

Di Jiuque's handsome face was as dark as water.

In the realm of the gods, the emperor respected by everyone has suffered more 'grievances' in the Yun family than he has suffered in the past tens of thousands of years.

No... it should be said that in the past in God's Domain, no one dared to make him feel wronged.