"Jingjing?" Cheng Lei frowned, and after thinking about it, he said: "Could it be the Jinglanqing you mentioned before? Didn't we come to Yuxiu Peak? Don't worry, we will be there soon.
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Yang Hui glared at Cheng Lei who was explaining this seriously, not knowing whether he was really stupid or pretending to be stupid.
Jing Lanqing just made an agreement with herself, there was no way she could have the kind of relationship Cheng Lei wanted.
"She and I just have some sympathy for each other. Besides, since I promised, I must keep my promise. A man must keep his promise."
Cheng Lei nodded, as if there was something extra in his eyes.
When Yang Hui saw Cheng Lei's look, he knew that he had misunderstood her again. Yang Hui knew that the more he smeared himself, the darker he became, so he simply drove Cheng Lei away, closed the door, and stopped talking.
After Cheng Lei settled with many stores with his banknotes, Bai Ziyuan finally came out of the kitchen. He glanced at Yang Hui's house with a sly look, handed Cheng Lei a pot of food that he had just made, and gave it to Cheng Lei.
Cheng Lei gave a look.
"Why don't you call him out?" Cheng Lei naturally saw that Bai Ziyuan wanted him to call Yang Hui out.
"With how picky he is, I won't be able to get eaten alive by him if I go in now."
Cheng Lei couldn't laugh or cry at this moment, "I seemed to have made Yang Hui unhappy just now." At that moment, Cheng Lei told Bai Ziyuan what had just happened.
After Bai Ziyuan got acquainted with Cheng Lei, Cheng Lei realized that she was a person who did not take things too seriously. Now that he knew the news about Jing Lanqing, the expression on Bai Ziyuan's face became surprisingly solemn.
"Cheng Lei, I think we need to think about Yang Hui's life-long events." Bai Ziyuan rolled her eyes and said, "You said that Yang Hui said that he and Jing Lanqing only met a few times. Do you believe it?
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"I believe it." Cheng Lei said blankly, not knowing what the white purple kite statue meant.
"I think you believe whatever Yang Hui says." Bai Ziyuan rolled her eyes at Cheng Lei and said, "Obviously not. You said you've only met someone a few times. If a girl just makes a promise, the boy will ignore it.
Are you traveling thousands of miles to find her?"
"Oh." Cheng Lei suddenly realized, "So Yang Hui and Jing Lanqing have met more than once?"
Bai Ziyuan raised her forehead and wondered to herself why Cheng Lei's brain circuit was different from other people's, and his IQ also fluctuated.
"I mean, Yang Hui probably likes Jing Lanqing."
"That's it, that's good..." Cheng Lei looked up and found that Yang Hui had already stood behind Bai Ziyuan.
Cheng Lei kept pouting to give signs to Bai Ziyuan. Bai Ziyuan immediately realized that something was wrong, turned over, and hid behind Cheng Lei.
"It's what Cheng Lei wants to say, it's none of my business." Seeing Yang Hui walking towards her, Bai Ziyuan immediately betrayed her teammates.
But it is obvious that Yang Hui's target is not Bai Ziyuan, but Cheng Lei. To be precise, it is the casserole in Cheng Lei's hand.
The lid of the casserole was sealed with mud, so the breath inside did not leak out, but Yang Hui, with his soul perception far beyond ordinary people, immediately felt the extraordinary content inside.
"It seems as if these things inside are filled with the spiritual power of heaven and earth."
Yang Huiruo glanced at Bai Ziyuan meaningfully and said, "Open it, I want to see what kind of lunch I get in exchange for these more than a thousand silver coins."
"Don't you blame me for spending money indiscriminately?" Bai Ziyuan asked in a low voice.
"What can I do if I blame you? Is it possible that I have to return these things to others?" Yang Hui's heart was bleeding, thinking that back then he only ate a steamed bun with three copper coins, but he didn't expect that this time he would have a one-pot meal.
Just one thousand silver coins.
Although he had previously found about 200,000 in silver notes from those mercenaries and everyone in the Demon-Sealing Valley, plus some materials, Yang Hui estimated that his current net worth was less than 300,000.
But if we follow this method of eating a thousand silver coins a day, I'm afraid the three hundred thousand silver coins will be squandered within a year.
Yang Hui touched the Sumeru Ring in his hand and thought to himself: "Next time I should count the things on that seventh-level monk. I hope I can get something good."
Seeing that Yang Hui was no longer angry, Bai Ziyuan hurriedly took the casserole from Cheng Lei's hand and placed it on the stone table in the yard.
As soon as the sealing mud on it was opened, a strange fragrance suddenly came out.
Covered by this fragrance, Yang Hui felt as if his body was soaked in a hot spring. All the pores in his body opened at this time, breathing greedily.
However, this feeling of Yang Hui did not sink in for long, but I secretly felt bad in my heart.
The ice mist in Yang Hui's hand was instantly released, directly forming a huge ice cover, surrounding the three people inside.
"What happened?" Seeing the cautious look on Yang Hui's face, Cheng Lei immediately became alert, and the dragon fire spell in his eyes seemed to be about to be unleashed at the next moment.
"I forgot." A look of annoyance suddenly appeared on Bai Ziyuan's face, but then it turned into a look of sadness, "When I was making soup, the surroundings were very safe, so I didn't care about the scattered things here.
The breath coming out..."
"I don't blame you. I covered it with ice so that the breath wouldn't escape."
Cheng Lei immediately understood Yang Hui's intention. The things made by Bai Ziyuan must not be ordinary things when they appear, and if these smells are spread out, I am afraid it will cause some unnecessary trouble.
Seeing that his breath was completely blocked by his ice cover, Yang Hui stepped forward and opened the lid of the casserole.
The moment the lid was opened, the rich aroma hit his nostrils again. The aroma of meat inside was mixed with the aroma of several medicinal materials, which directly stimulated Yang Hui's taste buds, and Yang Hui's appetite immediately increased.
Cheng Lei naturally smelled the fragrance and moved forward unconsciously. However, when Cheng Lei saw the dark mass in the pot, half of his appetite that had just been raised was immediately dissipated.
"Can this... still be eaten..."
Yang Hui frowned when he saw this black thing. He smelled the aroma of meat and thought it was a tough dish. But he didn't expect that the result in Bai Ziyuan's hands turned out to be like this.
When Bai Ziyuan saw the two frowning, she immediately became unhappy and looked aggrieved.
"I finally made a meal for you, but you still feel dissatisfied. Hmph!"
Bai Ziyuan's face was filled with anger, she folded her arms and turned away.
When Yang Hui saw that Bai Ziyuan looked aggrieved and was about to cry, he quickly winked at Cheng Lei.
However, Cheng Lei was quite upright. When he saw Yang Hui winking at him, he immediately picked up the spoon, scooped out a spoonful and stuffed it into his mouth.
When I was a kid, I even ate leftovers from the road. Compared with the pot of food in front of me, at least the smell of this pot of food was pretty good.
Closing his eyes, Cheng Lei immediately swallowed a spoonful of the black, sticky glue-like substance.
But the moment Cheng Lei swallowed these things, Cheng Lei seemed to feel that what he swallowed was like nectar, and it melted in his mouth. He only felt a warmth coming from his limbs. The fatigue on his body
The feeling disappeared in an instant. Not only that, it seemed that the feeling of the spiritual power of heaven and earth was clearer and clearer at this moment.
As soon as Cheng Lei finished eating, two gleams of light suddenly appeared in his eyes, he gave a thumbs up to Bai Ziyuan, and kept nodding.
Yang Hui said with some contempt in his heart: "Cheng Lei, this kid, really looks like him. Why didn't I notice his acting skills before?"
When Bai Ziyuan saw Cheng Lei's expression, she smiled slightly, but when she turned around and saw that Yang Hui hadn't moved, the smile on her face instantly faded and she turned her head away again.
Yang Hui saw Cheng Lei constantly urging him to pick up the spoon, and Yang Hui's heart trembled.
"That's all, what's the world like at this time, I spent a thousand silver coins, and you still let me suffer this sin. Alas..."
I closed my eyes, scooped out a spoonful of this black stuff, and stuffed it into my mouth.
But at this moment, Yang Hui finally understood the reason for the expression on Cheng Lei's face.
This black sticky thing seemed to be a great tonic, quickly allowing his body to absorb the spiritual power of the world. Not only that, Yang Hui could also more clearly feel the production of two soul veins in his body.
The Earth Soul's speed became even faster. The various meridians in the body slowly grew stronger under the influence of this black substance.
Although the meridians have only grown a little, and if Yang Hui's soul perception hadn't been strong, he wouldn't have noticed it at all.
But this slight growth made Yang Hui instantly become ecstatic. How could he not know the role of the broadened meridians? The wider a person's meridians, the faster the pupil power can be mobilized. In addition,
In addition, the melodiousness of the pupil power will also be greatly improved.
In battles between monks, the difference between victory and defeat is usually just a hair. Whoever can use the pupil technique first will have the winning hand.
And whoever persists longer will be the final winner.
Not only that, after the meridians are widened, the spiritual power of heaven and earth will be absorbed faster, which will lead to the speed of cultivation being a little faster than other monks, and the gap will gradually widen.
However, it is very difficult to widen a person's meridians. Some monks use the pupil power in the body to nourish the meridians day and night, but it may not be able to widen the meridians much.
And Yang Hui just took a bite of the stuff made by Bai Ziyuan today, and his meridians have broadened. If this rate is maintained, the gap between Yang Hui and the monks of the same level will inevitably become wider and wider.
Yang Hui and Cheng Lei enjoyed their meal. Bai Ziyuan smiled knowingly when she saw the two of them fighting for each other. She picked up the small bowl in front of her and started eating in small bites.
A casserole is not very big. Normally, a casserole full of food would not be able to fill the stomachs of two big guys.
But today, although Yang Hui and Cheng Lei didn't eat much, they didn't feel any hunger at all. Instead, they felt very energetic.
"Practice quickly."
Yang Hui knew that practicing at this time could consolidate these energies and allow them to be better absorbed. So Yang Hui hurriedly greeted Cheng Lei.
Yang Hui turned his head, took out a handful of silver notes and said to Bai Ziyuan: "It was my fault before. This pot of... um... elixir is so effective. If you hold these banknotes, you will be in trouble later.
You are."
When Bai Ziyuan saw Yang Hui's expression, she immediately made a face and took the banknote from Yang Hui's hand, fearing that Yang Hui would regret it.
"Finally it dawned on me."
[Author's digression]: I'm a little sick today, so the update is a bit late.