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795. Chapter 795 Wooden painting: I will teach my sister

"But will he stop there?"

"Hide your capabilities and bide your time. A gentleman will take revenge in ten years." Yi solemnly said to Ming.

"Stay low and bide your time, what should I do if there is mold?" Muyin frowned, "No, I still have to go find him to settle the score."

"His martial arts skills are too strong, you will only suffer the consequences!" Yi Xiangming took her hand and his tone finally became serious, "If you go, the wood paintings that helped you will also be implicated. If you are discovered by him,

We are all finished... When the time comes, you, me, Mu Hua... including the people on this mountain will all die."

"He's so cruel!" Muyin looked at Yi Xiangming in surprise, but he felt vaguely that he didn't feel that way in his heart. However, Yi Xiangming's tone was so serious that people had to believe it...

After all, this was a matter of risking her life. She was not afraid, but Mu Hua had treated herself very well during this period, and she would be uneasy if Mu Hua was implicated.

After thinking about this, she still nodded: "I will be good, and when I become stronger, I will also seek revenge on him!"

"Okay." Yi Xiangming touched her head, "This is my good voice."

With a forced smile, Muyin avoided his hand unnaturally and muttered: "I don't know why Muhua took so long. I'm going to see if she needs my help!"

After that, he jumped out of Yi Xiangming's sight.

When they got to the kitchen, Mu Hua was chopping vegetables. When he saw Mu Yin, he was so frightened that the kitchen knife was unsteady and almost cut his hand. Mu Yin came over and frowned: "It seems that cooking is difficult."

"It's not difficult." Mu Hua brushed her hair around her ears and said with a smile, "How about I teach my sister?"

"Um...what if the lunch meal doesn't taste good?"

"No way, my sister's cooking must be delicious." Looking at Muyin with approval, Muhua cut the vegetables first. After they were ready, she started to teach Muyin how to cook.

Fortunately, she had a spare kitchen knife and chopping board. Muyin picked up a vegetable and stood beside it, clumsily chopping it up. She was chopping a carrot.

The wooden paintings on the side are flowing smoothly, with skillful and delicate knife skills. Each piece is cut out with even thickness. Muyin holds the radish in one hand and holds the knife in the other, slowly backing up and cutting with his hands.

While slicing and slicing, Muyin found that his nails were a little shorter...and the radish was a little thin and a little thick. It was almost unbearable to look at it.

Mu Hua covered his mouth and smiled: "Sister, don't be too anxious. Work slowly and carefully." Then he looked at the thin sweat on Mu Yin's forehead and wiped some of it away with his sleeves, "Okay, it's hot here, sister, go out first."

, my sister will call you when she’s done.”

"Thank you for your hard work..." Muyin twisted her clothes. As a woman, she can't cook! She feels so inferior!

After waiting for a while, Mu Hua finished cooking the hot dishes and brought them out. Three dishes and one soup, all delicious and delicious.

Muyin clapped his hands and tapped his chopsticks: "It seems delicious!"

"Sister, I'm hungry. Eat more." He scooped a bowl of soup for Muyin with a smile. Muhua looked around, "Where's Yi Xiangming?"

"He said he went out to do something and wouldn't be back until night." Muyin took a sip of soup and it burned her tongue. The pain made her squint and shed tears.

"Slow down." Mu Hua Chong Deng said.

The food made by Mu Hua was simply too delicious. Mu Hua ate it all in one breath, rubbed his belly and lay on a chair to bask in the sun.

Time passed quickly, and it was night in a blink of an eye. Muyin was lying on the bed, feeling a little confused.

A faint sound of footsteps came, and Muyin suddenly woke up from the bed. He pulled out the spear from his waist, held it against the person who came, and said coldly: "Who?"


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