Xiaoyaozi looked at the two tall, handsome and extraordinary-looking people with some unhappiness. What kind of attitude did this girl have? The little girl just let it go like this, so why did they do the same? Could it be that Xiaoyaozi was old? That's why he was
Forgot?
Although he thought so in his heart, he reluctantly said, "Yes, yes, I am Xiaoyaozi." After saying that, he specially observed the expressions of the two of them, but he was still disappointed. There was nothing special about them.
His expression was still the same as before, looking at him coldly, which made his hair stand on end.
Night comes quietly and unknowingly.
Xiaoyaozi held a wine bottle in one hand and a duck leg in the other. His thin body used Qinggong calmly and rushed towards the Prime Minister's Mansion.
That little girl’s craftsmanship is really good, look at these duck legs! Oily but not greasy, tender meat and thin skin, delicious, delicious! What did he eat in the first half of his body? The roast duck made by that guy Murong Tianxi
There is simply no comparison with what she did, yes, no comparison. Xiaoyaozi shook his head with emotion, eating roast duck and drinking wine with a look of enjoyment, he was as happy as a god!
In the prime minister's house, Ma Xingchen was still sitting on the chair of the Grand Master, his eyes full of gloom. Who knew that the person who was taken away was his sister who he had protected for many years? She is the treasure of their family! Thinking of this, Ma Xingchen was filled with tears.
Resentment, why, why, I will lose my power!
Murong Xi looked at the door anxiously, always hoping that the playful person would appear in front of him in the next second. However, the reality was cruel. After waiting for a long time, he still didn't see the person who made him happy.
A woman who is haunted by dreams.
"Brother Xingchen, don't worry! Sister Tianxue will be fine, she is so powerful." Murong Qiyao looked at Ma Xingchen, whose eyes were filled with coldness, with some fear. Is this still the gentle and elegant young man?
"It's okay, Qiyao, you go and take a rest!" Ma Xingchen sighed, still unable to bear to show a fierce look in front of her.
Perhaps he himself doesn't know why.
Outside the Prime Minister's Mansion, Xiaoyaozi got rid of the things in his hands and floated into the main room. Seeing several anxious people in the room, he scratched his head in embarrassment. It was broken. It was hard to explain now.
I had no choice but to accept that apprentice with good cooking skills. This time, he had to come no matter what. What should come always comes back, right? After thinking about it, Xiaoyaozi gathered up the courage, walked into the house, and faced
Several people in the hall asked, "Who is Ma Xingchen?"
Facing the person who suddenly approached, Ma Xingchen's pupils shrank immediately. Who is this person? He has such advanced martial arts! He approached us like this, but he didn't alert anyone. Even when his power was still there, he probably wouldn't
It can't be done so easily!
"Who are you?"
"Me? I am..."
Before Xiaoyaozi finished speaking, he was interrupted by Murong Qiyao who was next to Ma Xingchen. He heard Murong Qiyao scream and immediately shouted, "Aren't you that Xiaoyaozi?"
"Xiaoyaozi?"
"Xiaoyaozi?"
Ma Xingchen and Murong Xi raised their eyebrows in tacit understanding, and at the same time looked at Xiaoyaozi warily.