"Shut up!" The man finally yelled while Murong Qianqian was nagging her endlessly.

The sound was not loud, but it was so frightening that Murong Qianqian did not dare to say a word, so she could only hold her breath and watch the man's actions.

However, the man didn't seem to want to retaliate against her, because all his attention was on the dark night, his eyes slightly narrowed, revealing a sharp light.

After a while, there was a sudden rustling sound in the forest, and gradually, I saw a black shadow approaching very fast.

Murong Qianqian was surprised. She looked up at the man, then looked back at the black figure, and suddenly understood why he just carried her out of the window.

But is this guy a good guy? Because from the time they came out of the kitchen to the time the black shadow appeared, there was only a minute between them.

The black shadow paused at the door of the kitchen, then turned around and pushed the door open. Then, there was the sound of rummaging through boxes and cabinets.

"Someone came into your kitchen and stole something, why don't you stop him?" Murong Qianqian poked the man's arm and reminded him kindly.

But the man groaned and said calmly: "It's not like you're stealing my things anyway."

Nani?

Murong Qianqian didn't understand, but immediately after a loud shout, she understood.

"The bastard who killed a thousand swords, who stole my beggar's chicken, winter melon candy, peach blossom cake, fire roast, glutinous rice cake... If I caught him, I had to cut him into pieces."

Then, the black shadow rushed out, holding a gleaming kitchen knife in his hand, and angrily ran towards the forest, apparently to catch the murderer.

At this moment, Murong Qianqian was already dumbfounded, watching the man carry her gracefully and fly to the ground, and then carelessly smoothed his sleeves.

"You...you steal other people's things." She was so shocked that she could fit a fist into her mouth.

However, upon hearing this, a certain man slowly turned his head and smiled like a flower, "Didn't you eat it too?"

Murong Qianqian's lips twitched, "...That's because you gave me food, and I thought you were the owner of this kitchen, so that's why..."

"Just eat, there's so much nonsense." The man patted her head, "Girl, if you feel guilty, just spit it out."

Girl?

Humph, this guy looks to be about the same age as me, yet he has the audacity to call me girl, and he is not afraid of his teeth cramping and biting his lip.

"Tch, if you want to rely on your old age and show off, you are still a little too young." Murong Qianqian slapped his hand away, raised her head and said, "You are so young, even if you call me sister, I am too lazy to agree."

"Haha~ little girl, that's interesting, that's interesting." The man laughed happily.

"That's funny," Murong Qianqian rolled her eyes at him and said unhappily, "I just helped you to curse that old man who was not me, but I didn't expect you to be a big liar."

When the man heard this, his brows were tied into a Chinese knot, and he stared at him strangely, "Who said otherwise...hey, forget it," and then said: "Why am I a big liar? When did I say that this kitchen belongs to me?"

of?"

"You just..." Murong Qianqian thought about it and realized that this guy really didn't say anything. She had just been talking to herself.

Sh|it, I got tricked again.

He curled his lips and said, "Maybe you didn't say it, but why didn't you explain when I misunderstood? This is the behavior of a big liar."

The man crossed his arms in front of his chest and held his cheek with one hand, "Well, what you said seems to make sense. But will it be useful after explaining it? Will you not eat it?"

No, of course not, she doesn't have such good self-control for such delicious food.

However, Murong Qianqian felt that she could not join in the same trend with him. Although she had already joined in the same trend, she at least had to distinguish the boundaries in terms of language.

He raised his eyebrows and said righteously: "Of course I will. How could a noble and upright person like me eat other people's things~hiss~" He accidentally bit his tongue.

"See, telling lies will stick to your tongue." The man laughed loudly, turned around and walked into the woods.

Murong Qianqian chased after him, "Looking at you, you should be a person of great status, right? General? Prince? Damn, you are also an emperor, right?"

The man barely even turned his head and said, neither salty nor cool, "No, I'm just a commoner."

"Commoner, are you fooling me? Are you not from Yunyao Mountain at all, but you came here to steal martial arts secrets, or find someone to compete with others for revenge?"

"Little girl, can your imagination not be so rich?"

"Thank you for the compliment. Many people have praised you like this, but don't try to change the subject. Tell me, who are you, why did you go to Yunyao Mountain, and how can your martial arts be so powerful?"

"You talk so much nonsense. Of course I am from Yunyao Mountain. If I were not from here, anyone who could stay here for more than half a stick of incense would have been thrown down the mountain long ago."

Hearing what the man said, Murong Qianqian also felt that it was reasonable. Since Yao Yao said that my master was a very powerful person, how could he not know that there were bad people in the mountains.

However, she always had the persistence to get to the bottom of the problem and continued to ask: "Handsome guy, why are you in the kitchen in the middle of the night?"

"Nonsense, of course you will be hungry when you go to the kitchen." The man frantically pulled his hair out.

But he gnashed his teeth and cursed in his heart, those bastards of his grandma thought that I would become a god because of my martial arts skills, and wouldn't I need to eat?

Although he does not eat to fill his stomach, and it does not matter whether he is hungry or not, one of his pursuits in life is to be a foodie and eat delicious food all over the world.

When I think of those fragrant and hot food entering the esophagus from the mouth and then filling the stomach, it feels like all kinds of satisfaction.

But why should those people who were in his territory every day want to deprive him of such a hobby, and he could only smile and look charming.

Murong Qianqian looked at the man's twisted expression, guessing that he was really annoyed, so she yawned, "Okay, forget it if you don't tell me, I'll go back to sleep."

After that, he turned around and prepared to walk in the direction of the small house, but just as he started to take steps, someone lifted up his collar again.

"Little girl, I see you have good bones, how about teaching you martial arts?" the man asked with a smile.

"Practice martial arts? Okay, okay~" Murong Qianqian danced with joy and nodded in agreement without much thought.

I remember when I was in elementary school, my Chinese teacher asked me to write about my ideals when I grow up. She wrote a lot, one of which was a chivalrous woman who hoes the strong and helps the weak.
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