Murong Qianqian felt that this was an insult to her personality and said angrily: "Who said women must be good at cooking? I think it is a virtue for a woman not to have talent."

"I think maybe you made a mistake in your understanding." Xiaolan sighed and muttered to herself.

"What?" Murong Qianqian didn't hear clearly.

"It's nothing, use it slowly." Xiaolan didn't even pick up the chopsticks. She glanced at the food with disdain and prepared to get up and leave.

Murong Qianqian said unhappily: "Don't you want to have breakfast?"

"To eat or not to eat, in the face of such a naked fact, should I still eat? I'm not a fool." Xiaolan expressed her thoughts without any politeness.

Murong Qianqian inhaled, inhaled again, and stood in front of him, "If you don't want to eat, you won't eat. Then when will you teach me martial arts?"

She raised her head, her eyes wanting to burn the person in front of her to ashes with her fiery eyes. She had never seen such an unlovable person before.

"Uh~ That's right, let's wait until you can cook good food." Xiaolan smiled warmly and walked out slowly.

But then he suddenly remembered something, turned around, and took out a yellowed book from his sleeve, "Girl, don't blame me for being unkind. This martial arts secret book is just a gift."

This gift was undoubtedly a good trick, and it immediately reduced Murong Qianqian's liver, lung, and stomach fires.

When you open it, you will find a swordsmanship secret book with not only text descriptions but also pictures as demonstrations, so even a martial arts idiot like Murong Qianqian can understand it at once.

"I found this sword when I was cleaning up the junk in the house today, so I'll give it to you." He turned his wrist, and a long sword suddenly appeared on his originally empty palm.

Murong Qianqian took a look and thought, sh|it, he was really rude, and he thought it was just a useless sword. Not to mention that it looked a bit ugly, and the hilt and blade were already covered in rust.

However, after thinking about it for a moment, she realized that having a sword was better than not having one at all. Moreover, this guy was so sinister that if he offended him, it would be very sad if he didn't teach her martial arts.

With this thought in mind, he quickly put on a charming smile and bumped Xiaolan's arm, "Hey, I knew Xiaolan was cute~"

Xiao Lan's body swayed, and her head was covered with black lines, "..."

That same day, Murong Qianqian gave her first long sword a nice name, Xiaotie.

"Xiao Tie, I will be your master from now on. In the future life of chivalry and righteousness, we must take care of each other and be invincible~"

She first gave Xiaotie a sermon, then carried him to a secluded mountain forest and began the long journey of practicing martial arts.

There is no doubt that Murong Qianqian is a martial arts idiot, but this does not mean that she is a martial arts idiot.

For some reason, when she waved the iron, she felt an indescribable feeling, as if there was a kind of power flowing through her body.

After flipping through the pages of swordsmanship, she actually felt as if she had seen those moves in a dream, but within a long time she had memorized the techniques by heart.

Although Little Lan was elusive, when Murong Qianqian accidentally understood some moves, the hornbill would give some pointers and she would learn faster.

In just three days, she was already able to dance all the sword moves. Although it was as futile as a big girl's embroidery, at least she could do it fluently.

This kind of progress was unexpected. Murong Qianqian had never thought that she was a martial arts prodigy, and she was so excited that she almost reached the clouds.

But in comparison, Xiaolan seemed very calm, her narrow eyes were always unpredictable, as if she could see through everything with insight.

He sat on the tree with his clothes fluttering, sometimes sighing inaudibly, sometimes showing an incomprehensible smile, and sometimes he was just as silent as water, as if he never existed.

Because of her small achievements in martial arts, Murong Qianqian became more interested in martial arts, so in order to learn more, she began to work harder to please Xiao Lan.

Of course, this trick to please the beauty is not successful. Firstly, Xiaolan is probably not a human being. She always looks like an erratic fairy and is very pretentious. Secondly, she is a married woman. If she is discovered by Yaoyao

Yes, that is the rhythm of seeking death.

In the end, Murong Qianqian had to work harder to learn cooking, and often came to visit her during Penglai's free time to ask for cooking skills.

This made Penglai very surprised and wondered: "Qianqian, why have you learned to cook on a whim recently? Aren't there people in the palace who are waiting on you?"

Murong Qianqian thought about it and explained: "Because, to capture a man's heart, you must capture his stomach. My Yaoyao is the emperor, so I can tie him up in this way, do you understand?"

This was the first time I heard of such a theory. Penglai was very interested and asked with a blushing face: "Then Qianqian, will the second senior brother be like this too?"

"Well, I think all people are like this, unless Wuxin is not a person." Murong Qianqian replied unambiguously.

From then on, the two women formed an alliance. As long as they had nothing to do, they would stay in the kitchen, either studying dishes or studying methods. Anyway, they were determined to become chef gods.

However, after this, the two of them have made great progress, especially Murong Qianqian, which is simply a qualitative leap, and even Xiao Lan is quite impressed.

Because of the temptation of good wine and good food, Xiaolan recently happily taught Murong Qianqian some martial arts, which made her even more happy and she would wake up laughing even in her sleep.

Just after the Dragon Boat Festival, the weather in the mountains became warmer.

On this day, Murong Qianqian had just finished sword practice. She felt so hot that she was sweating profusely, so she took off her shoes and jumped into a stream next to the forest.

The gurgling water made her step on the smooth stone surface with her bare feet. The clear stream water slowly lay on the instep of her feet, and her fair skin seemed to be transparent.

Seeing this, the hornbill flapped its wings and jumped into the water. Like a little duck, it floated on the surface for a while and dived into the bottom for a while.

"Haha~ Hornbill, you look like a duck~" Murong Qianqian laughed like a silver bell, and picked up a handful of water and poured it over.

As soon as the hornbill emerged from the water, its head was suddenly splashed with water. It immediately shook the water on its body angrily and said, "The master is a bad guy."

Murong Qianqian stuck out her tongue and said with a mischievous smile: "Ha~ I dare to say that I am a bad guy!" Then, he raised his feet and stepped hard on the water, causing more water splashes.

"Puff, puff~" The hornbill whirled in the water and quickly flapped its wings to fight back.

For a while, one person and one bird had a great time.
Chapter completed!