At the foot of the mountain, the mountains are clear and the water is beautiful, the stream is flowing, the water is clear and sweet.

Yao Ji lay on the rock beside the stream in an unladylike posture, and sat up suddenly in shock.

"Ah." Yao Ji screamed in pain, covering her chest with her slender left hand, suffering from angina pectoris.

"Your broken heart hasn't healed yet. I suggest you be careful and slow when you get up." A lazy voice sounded next to the stream.

"Who is it?" Yao Ji heard the voice, her eyes suddenly shrank, her hand drew out her long sword, and her eyes fearfully looked towards the stream.

Next to the stream, there was a bonfire, and a stone pot was placed on the fire. Meat was stewing in the pot, and the gravy soup was bubbling.

A young man rolled up his sleeves and was pressing the dough into the stone pot and flattening it. After two or three breaths, the dough fixed its shape and exuded a faint sweetness.

Yao Ji looked at the young man cautiously.

After the young man finished pasting a pot of cakes, he reached out and washed his hands casually in the stream. Then he sat down by the fire and warmed his wet hands without raising his head to look at Yao Ji.

"senior?"

"Did you save me?"

"Yeah." Wei Shuyu's answer was an understatement.

Yao Ji struggled and covered her heart, staggering closer to Wei Shuyu, and then she saw Wei Shuyu's face clearly, handsome, very handsome.

"Thank you, senior, for saving your life." Yao Ji thanked her again.

"Yeah." Still understated.

Yao Ji has a cold personality. After thanking her, she didn’t know what to say and her body was still swaying.

"The injury is serious. I suggest you sit down and rest."

"Oh, okay." Yao Ji nodded and sat opposite Wei Shuyu on the fire, her eyes still cautious.

The meat in the pot is stewed until it's boiling, and the aroma is fragrant and fragrant.

Yao Ji was indifferent.

"It's ready." Wei Shuyu took off a noodle cake from the side of the pot, randomly picked up a branch from the ground, broke it off, made a simple chopstick, used the noodle cake to hold the meat, and started eating.

But Yao Ji frowned slightly. As the eldest princess, she has been wearing fine clothes and fine food since she was a child. She eats rare things, drinks wine and wine, and picks up a branch from the ground to use as chopsticks. Isn't it dirty?

"I think that seniors are successful in cultivating Taoism, so they should have gone without grains long ago..." Yao Ji said softly.

"I practice Taoism and believe in doing whatever you want. I can't stop eating and drinking."

"Also, you eat dragon meat in heaven, and I eat donkey meat on earth. It's the same."

The meat stewed in the pot was naturally the little donkey that Yang Tianyou killed.

The meat of dragons in the sky and the meat of donkeys on the earth, the sages are honest and do not deceive others.

"I have never eaten dragon meat." Yao Ji listened to Wei Shuyu's words and shook her head.

"Then what do you eat?"

“Flowers and cakes.”

"Is it tasty?"

"It doesn't taste like anything."

"Well... pretend I didn't ask."

Wei Shuyu finished a noodle cake and tried to ask: "Eat something?"

"No, no." Yao Ji shook her head quickly.

Wei Shuyu shook his head regretfully, "The injury has not recovered, the mana has been exhausted, and the grain cannot be opened. If I don't eat, this injury will not be healed in another hundred years."

After Wei Shuyu said this, he took another piece of fat, thin and well-proportioned meat and paired it with a noodle cake.

When Yao Ji heard that her injuries would not heal in another hundred years, her face changed slightly, and she secretly said in her heart: "How can that be done? The three divine dragons stole the dragon beads and fled to the lower world. For a hundred years... to cause harm to the world, we must do it as soon as possible.

Capture the three divine dragons..."

Yao Ji glanced at the meat in the stone pot, hesitated and struggled a little, and tried to ask, "Is it delicious?"

"It doesn't taste good, it doesn't taste good at all." Wei Shuyu said it didn't taste good, and he picked up a few pieces of meat and stuffed it into his mouth.

Yao Ji's face was full of struggle and hesitation, she refused to eat, and her angina became more painful, which seemed to be a psychological suggestion.

Yao Ji followed Wei Shuyu's example and picked up a branch from the ground, broke it into two pieces, washed it in the stream, then tried to pick up a piece of meat, closed her eyes, stuffed it into her mouth, and swallowed it without tasting it.

Gudong.

"Huh?" Yao Ji opened her eyes, and then came back to her thoughts. No matter how deceptive the senior in front of her was, it was obviously delicious. What's not delicious about it?

In order to recover from her injuries faster, Yao Ji also picked up a piece of bread and started to eat it.

After a long time.

Yao Ji was full, and the remaining meat went into Wei Shuyu's belly.

Wei Shuyu washed his hands in the stream, lay down by the stream and drank a few sips of the stream water, which made him feel full.

Yao Ji felt a little thirsty after eating a few noodles, but she lay down to drink water... Such an action was so inelegant that Yao Ji would never be able to do it.

Yao Ji reached into the stream with one hand and scooped up half of the water. Due to angina pectoris, her palms were trembling, so she spilled more than half of the water in the air. When it reached her mouth, there was no water left.

Yao Ji covered her heart with one hand and drank water with the other. She tried several times but failed, and her crystal lips became dry.

Wei Shuyu chuckled lightly, stood up, walked towards the forest, picked a few leaves, folded a spoon after a few breaths, "No."

"Thank you, senior." Yao Ji took the spoon made of leaves, filled it with a few spoons of water, and moistened her lips.

Under the sunlight, her lips were crystal clear, one by one, very tempting. She couldn't drink water due to angina, and half a spoonful of water flowed into her chest, soaking her dress, and reflected a pair of vague outlines.

The gods who have lost their magic power are so stupid that they can drag themselves out of the ancient world.

Wei Shuyu was a gentleman, open-minded and open-minded, and never tried to hide anything. Of course, Yao Ji did not notice that her dress was wet with water.

"Thank you, senior."

"I think your senior is a human monk, but you don't know his name?"

"Wang Chongyang, the poor Taoist Zhongnan Mountain Qi Refiner, is just a nickname, not worth mentioning."
Chapter completed!