Wang Jiu and Pan Feiyi were in the palace. Wang Jiu couldn't help but ask: "She...why doesn't she let us follow?" Pan Feiyi shook her head gently, and Wang Jiu made an awkward joke:

"Could it be that he wanted to have a secret meeting with his lover, so he left us behind?"

Pan Feiyi looked at him coldly. Wang Jiu laughed twice and scratched his head: "I will continue to guard the door."

But the fat man wouldn't be a fat man if he didn't seek death. He had already reached the door and suddenly turned around and asked: "But seriously, aren't you worried when they meet alone?"

Boom

The fat man flew out and hit the door hard. He was dizzy and secretly rejoiced: "Fortunately, my god's armor is strong."

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The Dark Walkers named this valley "Tian Sheng Valley", and some of the Dark Walkers secretly called Lord Song Zheng "Tian Sheng". This title was even higher than that of "Illuminati".

A person walked out of Tiansheng Valley. She couldn't feel a breath on her body. She was petite and pitiful, but she looked very happy when she smiled, which made people feel very satisfied.

She came outside the valley and said to the Dark Walker who was guarding the entrance of the valley: "Please inform Your Excellency Song Zheng that an old friend of Huangtai Castle is visiting." The Dark Walker frowned. Generally, the disciples of big forces guarding the door will have two elements:

He has good strength and very good eyesight.

He vaguely felt that the seemingly harmless girl in front of him was not simple, but he couldn't see what the problem was. He said cautiously: "Wait here."

He went back to report and secretly told his companions: "Keep an eye on her, don't let your guard down!"

When Song Zheng heard this, his expression was complicated, but he stood up without hesitation and said: "I'll go out to see her." The dark walkers around him were surprised. You must know that even when the three mentors Du Yan arrived, Song Zheng

I didn’t greet him in person, let alone go outside the valley to greet him.

"Who is this woman?" The Dark Walkers secretly murmured, and many of the troublemakers glanced at Yan Zhen, which made Yan Zhen furious. The look in his eyes clearly meant that he was green.

We can't blame these dark walkers. She has always been the only woman around Song Zheng. Everyone will naturally think that she and Song Zheng have a close relationship.

Yan really wanted to show his true identity and devour these guys with dirty thoughts in one gulp.

Song Zheng's heart was complicated and his thoughts were in chaos. Even if he raised the Yang Shen, it would be of no use. He walked from the deepest part of the valley to the mouth of the valley without thinking about how he should face Miao Yun'er.

But when he saw the pretty figure from a distance, he suddenly calmed down. Under the sun, the girl stood among the lush green trees, just like a rhododendron waiting in full bloom in the mountains.

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Miao Yun'er also saw him and smiled at him. The familiar feeling came back, and he seemed to hear Miao Yun'er crisply calling him "Brother Scholar" in his ears.

But when they reached the entrance of the valley, he looked around at her like crazy: "Where is your sword? Where is it hidden?"

Miao Yun'er smiled bitterly: "Brother Scholar still blames me in his heart."

Song Zheng couldn't resist her sadness and said helplessly: "I don't blame you, okay?"

Miao Yun'er nodded, pursed her lips and smiled sweetly: "I knew that the scholar brother was the best. He would never bully me. He doesn't look like a fat man."

Song Zheng secretly laughed, Wang Jiu was always the innocent one. He pointed outside: "Let's take a walk."

Tiansheng Valley is full of dark walkers, so it is always inappropriate to bring the sword-wielding Son of God in there.

"Okay." She agreed, and the two of them walked away. Not long after, they were already thousands of miles away. They stopped on a gentle beach by the Changtong River.

The place was full of white and blue flowers, with butterflies and bees flying among them. Miao Yun'er liked it very much, sat down and said, "Let's take a rest here."

Song Zheng was invincible.

Miao Yun'er stretched a little and stretched her beautiful figure. Song Zheng looked at her from the side. Miao Yun'er turned to smile at him and said: "When I came here, I saw a very rare bird on the road.

The seven-star white snake, I came to see you in a hurry and did not waste time, but I have already ordered Changtonghe Divine City to hunt this snake."

She clapped her hands gently, and the temple echoed in the Changtong River Divine City hundreds of miles away. The archbishop immediately brought a hundred-foot-long giant snake over, and then knelt aside to wait for orders.

Miao Yun'er waved her pure white hands: "Go back."

"Your Highness..." The Archbishop did not recognize Song Zheng, but he was a little worried because the Son of God was staying with an "ordinary person". Miao Yun'er said coldly: "Step back!"

"Yes!" The archbishop hurriedly left.

Miao Yun'er drew a river of water, washed her hands, and wiped them clean with a piece of white cloth. When she moved her hands, a small knife appeared in her hands: "There is a 'Seven Star Snake Soup' that is very delicious. I have never made it for anyone else, brother scholar."

Do you dare to have a taste?”

Song Zheng snorted: "You don't have to provoke me, why don't you dare?"

Miao Yun'er stared at him, her eyes were complicated and deep, and she said quietly: "Are you really not brave? The last time we met, she stabbed you with a sword. Now she is also a beautiful snake..."

Song Zheng smiled dumbly, thinking that people like Yan Zhen are beautiful snakes. What kind of beautiful snake are you?

He sat down calmly and put his hands on his knees: "I'm just waiting to eat."

Miao Yun'er smiled happily, her smile was very clean and pure. She agreed bluntly: "Okay." Then she turned around and used the knife to deal with the behemoth.

The Seven-Star White Snake is a ninth-level desolate beast. Its scales and skin are as strong as fine steel, but it was easily broken open by Miao Yun'er's small knife. She hummed a tune, but Song Zheng couldn't hear it.

The lyrics are light, but they feel very pleasant. In the gentle river breeze, I can't help but feel a little intoxicated.

Miao Yun'er only took out four fist-sized pieces of meat from such a giant beast, and then added various auxiliary ingredients prepared in advance, and slowly cooked it in a large cauldron.

Under the cauldron, what is burning is the divine fire.

She looked at the flames, turned her back to Song Zheng, and said slowly: "Who would have thought that we actually made it out alive. It's a pity that Sister Zhao and the bandits could not persist until this moment."

"What's the difference between coming out and not coming out?" Song Zheng said lightly.

"It's still a little different. At least we can meet and chat with Brother Scholar."

Miao Yun'er added a seasoning to the cauldron, suddenly looked back and smiled, and asked: "Have you ever eaten any delicious alchemy, Brother Scholar, in the past few years? Are there any other women like me outside Huangtai Castle?"

Will I cook for you as well?"

Song Zheng's heart tightened, and he felt like he was being caught. He deeply admired the woman's intuition.

He wanted to deny it, but when he saw Miao Yun'er's big eyes narrowing slightly, a bit like a little white fox, he said wisely: "Yes, but it's far worse than what you did."

Miao Yun'er's wonderful eyes turned, her black and white eyes were very clear, and Song Zheng felt a little guilty when he looked straight at it. Then he snorted softly and put away the small porcelain bottle in his hand: "It's quite honest, then this one

I won’t let you go with the bottle of ‘Qianliliu’. I wanted you to have vomiting and diarrhea for more than ten days.”

Song Zheng trembled and secretly felt lucky to have escaped. He smiled dryly and asked, "Who taught you this? I remember that our little Yun'er didn't have so many thoughts."

"Hmph!" Miao Yun'er snorted again: "Sister Zhao and Sister Pan both told me that you men must be tied up and whipped with a small whip, otherwise you will run wild and you won't know where you are.

"

Song Zheng touched his nose and felt that his communication with Sister Zhao was quite friendly. She had never acted so "special" before.

He thought for a while and decided to speak out: "Yun'er, there's something I want to tell you."

Seeing the seriousness of his words, Miao Yun'er also sat upright and said, "What do you want to say, brother scholar?"

"I... found out your life experience."

Miao Yun'er was stunned for a while and then said: "Actually, I don't really need to know this."

Song Zheng sighed in his heart and stopped talking. The divine fire was burning under the cauldron, and bubbles were rolling inside the cauldron. Every time the bubbles burst, they would release rolling energy.

After being silent for a cup of tea, Miao Yun'er suddenly said: "Am I a demon?" She had already had doubts in her heart, and she had made rapid progress in practicing the demon skill "Rusheng Jue".

"That's not accurate, you have half the blood of a spirit demon." He slowly told everything.

Miao Yun'er was as light and quiet as a little blue flower.

The divine fire gradually extinguished, and Miao Yun'er suddenly woke up with a loud noise, and quickly added some flames: "It's all your fault. If you have to mention these things, the taste of this cauldron of seven-star snake soup will probably be worse..."

Song Zheng forced a smile: "It doesn't matter, as long as it's made by you, I like to eat it."

Miao Yun'er didn't seem to hear it, and was still a little lost in front of the big cauldron.

After another half an hour, Miao Yun'er clapped her hands: "The hot seven-star snake soup is coming out of the pot." He filled a bowl for Song Zheng and brought it to him. He opened his big eyes and looked at him expectantly.

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Song Zheng couldn't resist such a pair of eyes, so he picked it up, took a sip, and thought about it for a long time before saying, "This taste... I haven't seen it for a long time."

Miao Yun'er smiled happily: "If you like to eat, just eat more."

Song Zheng ate the entire cauldron of Seven-Star Snake Soup and felt his stomach with great satisfaction: "It's so delicious, I can eat another cauldron."

Miao Yun'er said: "Seven-star white snakes are rare in number. The best food is the four pieces of meat from the ninth level. If you want to eat it, I will ask the major sacred cities to pay attention to capture this wild beast and cook it for you next time."

She paused and said, "You actually dared to eat, and you ate so much."

Song Zheng put down the bowl: "I believe in my feelings. You are Miao Yun'er now, not the son of the sword-wielding god. The God of Light has not tried to manipulate you at least during this period of time.
Chapter completed!