Huang Mengli looked at the little man kneeling in front of her, and her heart suddenly melted in nowhere.

"Forget it, I know you must have been forced by my mother. It just so happens that I can't take you with you recently, so that's it." Huang Mengli took out a hand-written book from her arms and said, "You have called me and kowtowed me too much. I will pass on this technique to you. This is our internal skill, the heart method of Taohua Island, Liufeng Huixue and the heart method of the Zhensect Fengyu Nichang. However, I have improved them. You should memorize them as soon as possible and study them carefully."

"From now on, you will be my disciple of Huang Mengli. I am from Taohua Island in Donghai. Although I seem to be no older than you, in fact... Well, because of the strange internal skills of our Taohua Island, our Taohua Island, after entering a profound state of practice, will stop growing and develop slowly, and almost keep the girlish form unchanged. So, you know that it is better if you are a teacher much older than you, um... that's it."

Huang Mengli thought for a while and said, "You can stay in the village to practice first. After you have no worries, you will come to Taohua Island in the East China Sea to look for me."

"Yes! Thank you, Master!" Huang Xiaoya kowtowed again thankfully.

"You must remember that famous teachers can invite, magical weapons can be forged, and bow skills can be practiced. However, talent is rewarded by God in the womb. Among millions of people, it falls on you. Some are old and unsatisfied, and some are amazing and talented and famous at a young age. Your natural Yang vein is very consistent with Fengyu Nichang. Since you have entered my Peach Blossom Island in the East China Sea, the future will be unlimited."

"But if you don't practice seriously, with your special physique, you will definitely not be able to survive Double Ten. So, what should you choose? I believe you have your own decision and don't let your talents down." Huang Mengli reminded seriously.

As he said that, he helped the little girl up, wiped the tears on her face, and gave her a bottle of golden sore medicine, and said softly: "Go back, remember to practice martial arts every day, don't slack off, I will wait for you on Taohua Island."

"Yes! I... the disciple follows the master's teachings." Huang Xiaoya responded crisply, and finally walked out of the yard with tears under Huang Mengli's eyes, wiped her tears and gently brought it to the yard gate.

When Huang Mengli looked back and looked at it, Wu Qingyun had already set off a fire.

Mo Xiaoli was holding a sharp knife and flew up and down at a piece of yam in the air. After peeling the skin, she cut it neatly into medium-thick circles. Finally, she picked up the wooden sticks made by Yun Bingqing next to her and stringed them into a string. The movement was done in one go, and the skillful amazes the people watching.

"Momo! Why did I realize that you are a treasure today!" Yun Bingqing looked like he picked up the treasure.

"There is no ingredients in the underground palace." Mo Xiaoli handed the yam skewers to Yun Bingqing: "Do you bake it yourself or do I do it?"

"This...you should do it." Yun Bingqing declined embarrassedly.

What a joke, if you want to bake it yourself, you will be poisoned to death by yourself if you don’t starve tonight.

"I finally don't have to take fasting pills..." Zhuang Yanqiao took a string of yams and sighed while grilling.

"No, I almost forgot what it feels like to eat this year." Yun Bingqing also agreed, but suddenly, she thought of the bite of radish just now, and instantly, she was in a bad mood. She shook her head hard to shake off the unpleasant memory just now!

"What's wrong?" Huang Mengli just sat down by the fire when she saw Yun Bingqing beside her shaking her head.

Yun Bingqing held his chin with both hands, stared at the beating flames and the sizzling roasted yam, and said with a low smile: "It's nothing, I just suddenly feel that it's great to know you."

"Silly girl!" Huang Mengli was stunned for a moment, and also laughed softly: "So too..."

Several people sat next to the fire and looked at each other and smiled. The warmth brought by the bonfire seemed to have flowed into their hearts. Even Mo Xiaoli, who had always been indifferent, could not hide a smile at the corner of his mouth.

Mo Xiaoli made a few bags of spices from somewhere and sprinkled them on the yam in his hand. Suddenly, a fragrance swelled. Yun Bingqing couldn't help swallowing his saliva, his beautiful eyes stared at the slightly browned yam skewers in front of him, and could no longer move.

It's really been a long time since she had eaten a serious cooked food, not to mention that the roasted yam in front of her is so fragrant.

"Hey, hey, hey! It smells so good! You guys are hiding outside and eating delicious food, not calling me!" Li Guangjun rushed out of the room, took a deep breath, and his expression was full of intoxication.

"What are you baking good food? It's so delicious? Is this so delicious? My god, hesitate, hurry up! Give me a skewer, give me a skewer!"

As he said that, Li Guangjun made a move to snatch it from Mo Xiaoli's hand, but as soon as his hand reached halfway, he felt a chill in his neck.

It turned out that Yun Bingqing was pressing the tip of his umbrella against his throat.

Li Guangjun hurriedly raised his hands and looked at Yun Bingqing with an awkward expression. He saw Yun Bingqing, who was usually reserved and elegant and charming, was like a little beast who wanted to choose people and devoured him. His eyes were as cold as a knife, making him feel like he fell into an ice cellar!

"Do you dare to move?" Yun Bingqing's voice was still gentle, but the charm made Li Guangjun shudder and she had goosebumps.

"No... I dare not move! I dare not move! Hehe!" Li Guangjun stretched out his finger and slowly pushed the tip of the umbrella that was pressing against his throat. He consciously took two steps back, making a face with fear.

"Hmph! That's about the same!" Yun Bingqing took back the umbrella and continued to stare at his own string of yams.

"What a pity, there is no oil..." Mo Xiaoli took a small bite of the roasted yam and tasted it, then handed it to Yun Bingqing, and said with a little regret.

"Um...so delicious! How can it be so delicious! Um..."

Yun Bingqing took a bite of the roasted yam and gasped with a fascination on his face.

"It's really delicious...Momo! Marry me! Oh my god!"

Huang Mengli took a bite and instantly looked at Mo Xiaoli with stars overflowing.

"no!"

"No!"

Two voices of opposition came at the same time in an instant.

Xiong Zhendong walked out of the house and looked at him glaringly.

Wu Qingyun also stood up instantly, and then sat down awkwardly.

"You two stinky men, what's the matter with you?" Huang Mengli sat next to Mo Xiaoli with a giggle, hugging Mo Xiaoli while eating skewers, raised her eyebrows and looked at the two of them with a provocative look.

“…”

“…”

Mo Xiaoli looked helpless and roasted the yam on his own. The fragrance filled his body. Xiong Zhendong finally defeated his reason with his greed and swallowed his saliva.

"Why is it just a little... it doesn't feel enough to stuff my teeth..." Xiong Zhendong looked at the remaining yam, picked up the remaining half of the radish on the ground, and stuffed it into his mouth without any hesitation.

Just after chewing for a few times, he felt an inexplicable chill, and turned his head and faced Wu Qingyun's resentful eyes.

"What's wrong with me?"

Xiong Zhendong looked at himself with an inexplicable look on his face.

"If you have nothing to do, go and get some wild game back." Wu Qingzhu handed the remaining roasted yam to several people one by one.

"That's the point!"

Xiong Zhendong, who swallowed the yam whole, looked at Li Guangjun, smiled knowingly, and disappeared in the yard in an instant.

“It’s so good…”

Yun Bingqing was so warm that she ate.
Chapter completed!