979 The Poor and the Scumbag's Happy Door (Seven)

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"Sixth Senior Sister, Sixth Senior Sister, look, I dug out two steamed buns from my master and gave them to you!"

Seeing the young man handing two dark steamed buns in front of him like offering treasures, Mu Yan's mouth twitched.

The problem is, this is really just ordinary steamed bread, not some kind of spiritual food!

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

Although she was so lamented in her heart, Mu Yan took the steamed bun and took a natural bite.

The steamed buns were dry and rough, and the taste was not good at all, but Mu Yan didn't dislike it either.

Seeing her like this, Luoyu immediately grinned, revealing two spiky little tiger teeth, which was indescribably cute.

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

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

"Little Senior Sister, let me tell you, I haven't eaten a fragrant meal for a long time. If Junior Senior Sister doesn't come back, we will all starve to death."

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

In Mu Yan's mind, she suddenly recalled that on the Yanwu Continent, Di Mingjue personally cooked table after table of delicious food.

Saliva overflowed involuntarily.

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

She is obviously not a fan of appetites, but now, except for the dishes made by Di Mingjue, she feels that she can't eat them.

only……

Mu Yan couldn't help but raised her head and looked at the distant sky.

Hey, when will she be able to see Di Mingjue again?

And the fairy who claimed to be Di Mingjue's fiancée, I don't know where this man got the peach blossom debt.

Hmph, when we meet, she must ask carefully.

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Xiu Xian Continent.

"Ahh-!"

Di Mingjue, who had opened his eyes from the training and recuperation, sneezed suddenly, the two swords frowning could kill flies.

He stood up abruptly and strode towards the door of the Soul Cultivation House.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty! Oh, what are you doing?" Chang Lao rushed over crying, hugged Di Mingjue's thigh, and said with tears in his eyes, "Didn't you already promise, you will be raising your soul? Did you take good care of your wounds in the house and didn't leave until you were fully healed?"

Di Mingjue said coldly: "Get out of the way, I want to see Muyan!"

"Your Majesty, you can't wait any longer!" Chang Lao was about to cry, "I have already helped Miss Jun to figure it out, Miss Jun's catastrophe has passed, and now it is very safe. My subordinates dare to guarantee their lives, Jun Miss will never have any surprises."

Di Mingjue looked at him with a cool look, "Benjun, Yanyan, naturally there will be no surprises, I still need you to say it."

Saying that, he has to lift his feet and walk out.

"My dear lord!" Chang Lao rushed over and hugged Di Mingjue's leg again, "Since you know that Miss Jun is fine, why do you have to find someone now? If you let Miss Jun know, Jun If you insist on looking for her regardless of your own safety, Miss Jun will definitely be sad and angry."

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

But his brows were still tightly wrinkled, and he said coldly, "I can feel that Yanyan misses me."

Chang Lao was stunned for a while, and then pouted: Xiuzhen and Xiuxian are separated by such a large space to avoid obstacles, even if Miss Jun misses you, you can feel the ghost. Your Majesty, you are too self-motivated.

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