218. Stepping on the Snow and Looking for Plum Blossoms 18
"Oh, so what else is there?" Qiongying said lazily, she didn't want to say these nonsense anymore.
"Can you tell me where you are going?" he said gently, even his black eyes were filled with tenderness, a bit coaxing.
Hum? Qiongying raised her eyebrows. Now his attitude is what a man should look like, but he still has a little bit of aura.
"What's the purpose of caring about where I am so concerned about?" She lazily supported her head with one hand, held the teacup with the other hand and drank a small sip, frowned slightly, and put down the teacup.
"I didn't say it, I know each other, just as now, I can see that this tea is not to your taste." Helian Jiuge looked at the steaming tea and guessed that he didn't have a deep study of tea, but he could also hear it.
Tea fragrance is the best hairy pin.
"Oh? How did you see it?" Qiongying raised her eyebrows. It was not that the tea was not in line with the taste, but that the tea was made. It was not that the tea brewed. The tea-making person could not make tea.
"Smell the fragrance of tea and see the color of tea. Look at the color of tea. Look at the tip of the tea, the color is green. After brewing, the fragrance is high and lasting, the taste is rich and mellow, and the tea leaves are very good. Look at the tea set, the techniques of tea makers are also the same.
It is extremely particular. The tea you brew is the best among tea. When you drink tea, you frowned. And you only took a sip of that cup of tea, so I guess you should not like Maojian."
"You guessed it wrong. I love tea, but I never know what the tea I drink is called. I don't agree with the tea brewer you mentioned. This tea is not well brewed."
"Is that?" Helian Jiuge couldn't deny it. Could it be that he was really wrong? Perhaps she not only has a strange temperament, but also has a strange taste.
Qiongying picked up the tea and took a small sip, and tasted it carefully. She didn't know what the tea was called, but she always felt that the tea was brewed incorrectly and the taste was slightly different.
"When will we go back to Lance Academy to get beads?" Helian Jiuge looked at her gently and asked with concern.
We? Qiongying raised her eyebrows and replied with a strange expression: "I can't go back to Lans Academy with you."
Helian Jiuge's expression changed slightly. What does it mean to not go back with him? Is he not going back or he is unwilling to go on the same journey with him.
"Why? Don't you want the Holy Spirit Bead of the Holy Lord of the Temple of Light?"
"If you want it, why don't you?" That was something she was determined to get. If she couldn't get it, it would not be as simple as losing a bead, but that she would not live long and "Wusheng" would kill her.
"Aren't you afraid that I will go back to Lance Academy first and try to get the beads first?" Helian Jiuge's eyes darkened, and he could not guess what she was thinking, which made him feel frustrated.
"If you get the beads first, I will take them from you." She said stubbornly.
She was not worried at all. He would not go to the sea area rashly. Even if he went there, with his current cultivation level, she did not believe that he could obtain beads. When he was in Fengtian Continent, many eighth-level strong men were buried without shore.
At that time, her cultivation level was only at the peak of the sixth level, but she came back alive, probably because she had practiced "Wusheng".
"Haha, you are young and have a very big tone." Helian Jiuge chuckled twice. Now her appearance and tone are in line with her due age, just like a girl with a toy taken away.
"Each one another." Qiongying curled his lips. He was only sixteen or seventeen years old, and his tone was no younger than hers.
"Everyone? You always compare me with you. Do you look down on me too much?" Helian Jiuge pretended to be unhappy and frowned.