"Um, you must have smelled it wrong, right?" Jiang Siming said guiltily. This smell should come from Qian Renxue. Jiang Siming didn't know how to explain it for a moment.
"Really?" Zhu Zhuqing looked directly at Jiang Siming and said questioningly.
Jiang Siming, who had never panicked even when he was in danger, felt like a ray of light on his back at this moment, breaking out in a cold sweat.
"Am I really suffering from tracheitis?" Jiang Siming smiled bitterly in his heart.
"Okay, I believe you." Zhu Zhuqing got off Jiang Siming first, then walked into the kitchen and continued working on her meal.
Jiang Siming shook his head and smiled bitterly. It turns out that one thing brings down another.
Before long, the table was filled with special dishes.
Jiang Siming was a little surprised when he saw that there was no longer coal on the table.
"It seems like this little girl has practiced!"
"How is it?" Zhu Zhuqing looked at Jiang Siming expectantly and said.
"It looks good, honey, it's getting better and better." Jiang Siming said with praise.
"Hmph! That's necessary. If you want to capture a man's heart, you must first capture his stomach. Otherwise, if you are not careful, you may be seduced by the vixen outside." Zhu Zhuqing said arrogantly.
Jiang Siming smiled awkwardly, took a piece of vegetables and put it into his mouth.
"This..." Jiang Siming's expression suddenly changed, and he pinched his neck desperately with both hands, as if he was suffocating, and it was extremely painful.
Zhu Zhuqing on the side suddenly panicked, "What's wrong? Siming, don't scare me!"
However, at this moment, Jiang Siming suddenly hugged Zhu Zhuqing, who was hurriedly checking on Jiang Siming's condition.
Before the other party could react, he pressed her lips tightly onto the gentle and jade-like pink lips.
"Well..." Zhu Zhuqing didn't know that he had been fooled. He wanted to resist, but how could he escape from Jiang Siming's clutches.
Gradually, he gradually adapted to Jiang Siming's movements.
After a long time, the lips parted.
Jiang Siming looked at the blushing beautiful face and said softly, "It's so delicious!"
Zhu Zhuqing had turned his head shyly at this moment, not daring to look directly into Jiang Siming's piercing eyes.
"Let's eat first. If you don't eat, it will be cold. After eating..." Zhu Zhuqing's voice became smaller and smaller, becoming as thin as a mosquito.
"How about this?" Jiang Siming obviously would not let Zhu Zhuqing go easily, and his face was close to Zhu Zhuqing's again.
Zhu Zhuqing pushed Jiang Siming away and said blushingly, "Oh, you are so bad."
Jiang Siming stopped teasing Zhu Zhuqing at this time, and took a bite of food honestly, pretending that nothing happened.
This made Zhu Zhuqing, who was standing next to him with a face of embarrassment, stamp his feet angrily.
I have to say that Zhu Zhuqing really worked hard and Jiang Siming ate it with gusto.
After the meal, after the two of them engaged in some unspeakable behavior in broad daylight, Jiang Siming walked out of the room with a relieved look on his face, holding Zhu Zhuqing in his arms, who was a little unsteady and blushing.
"Comfortable!" Jiang Siming couldn't help but groan.
Zhu Zhuqing in his arms couldn't help but beat Jiang Siming's chest.
Just when the two were getting tired of each other, Tang San, who had finished settling the matters in the royal family, brought the other members of the Shrek Seven Devils to Jiang Siming.
Several people looked at Jiang Siming and Zhu Zhuqing, who was walking a little strangely, with strange smiles. They knew something tacitly, and they all looked at the two people meaningfully.
Although Jiang Siming was thick-skinned, he was a little embarrassed to be looked at by several people like this. He pretended to cough twice and said, "Why are you looking for me?"
Among the few people, only Tang San restrained his smile and said, "Brother Siming, the teacher asked us to go to the conference room."
"Let's go!" Jiang Siming said quickly. If he was stared at by several people like this, Jiang Siming would lose all face.
Jiang Siming hugged Zhu Zhuqing, who had some difficulty in moving, and went to the conference room of Shrek Academy with everyone.
"Is everyone here?" the master asked everyone entering the conference room.
"Teacher, we're all here." Tang San said respectfully.
"I came to you this time to ask you what you think about the next training arrangements?" the master scanned the crowd.
With the current strength of Jiang Siming and others, it is difficult for the master to provide help in training. But as the teacher of everyone, he is afraid that everyone will slack off in their training. This is probably a common problem among teachers!
Everyone seemed a little silent. They didn't know what to do next. After all, when they reached their level, it was difficult to improve their strength through ordinary physical training and combat training. It would be too slow to just rely on the accumulation of time.
"Poseidon Island!" Jiang Siming suddenly said.
Everyone looked at Jiang Siming, obviously not knowing the place Jiang Siming was talking about.
"Do you know Poseidon Island?" The master was a little surprised. This place has always been secretive. Even the master learned about it accidentally, but he did not expect that Jiang Siming also knew about it.
The master lowered his head and thought, after all, Poseidon Island is not a good place for land-based soul masters.
"Teacher, what exactly is Brother Siming talking about?" Tang San asked curiously. Others also cast curious glances.
"That is the paradise of Poseidon Masters. Wuhun Palace once tried to occupy Poseidon Island, but failed, and it has been classified as a forbidden land since then." The master's eyes were a little solemn and he continued, "However, maybe it is indeed true for you now.
A great place to go.”
The master seemed a little hesitant.
"Teacher, if there is no pressure, where will the motivation come from?" Tang San said with firm eyes. Now he was eager for strength and wanted to help Xiao Wu recover as soon as possible.
"Xiao San is right, if you want to gain strength, you don't have to take risks!" Dai Mubai agreed.
Several other people also had firm eyes and agreed with what they said.
"Have you really decided?" The master frowned, and then said with some relief, "You have all grown up, and I have already handed over everything I can teach you. The next journey is up to you to walk on your own.
"
After saying that, the master walked out of the conference room alone with a bit of sadness. The Shrek Seven Devils and Jiang Siming were both trained by the master, how could they not have feelings?
Just like being a parent, when your children grow up, they will always spread their wings and fly. Although I understand this truth, I still feel a bit reluctant to let go.
...
After nearly a month of preparation, Tang San returned to Haotian Sect.
Dai Mubai and the others had no worries at all and left as soon as they said they wanted. Dai Mubai was even more prepared to take Shui Yue'er with him because he couldn't just watch a few people showing off their affection. He was prepared to spoil them all.
Jiang Siming's little crush, Bai Chenxiang, also begged Tang San to take her with him.
Ning Rongrong was in a bit of a dilemma. As the only Nine Treasure Glazed Pagoda Spirit of the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect, he had to get Ning Fengzhi's approval.
Inside the Qibao Glazed Sect.
Everyone was ready to go, all eyes were on Ning Fengzhi.
There was silence in the hall.
"Uncle Jian, what do you think?" Ning Fengzhi frowned slightly, looking a little confused, and asked Sword Douluo on the side.
"About that place, are you sure you want to go? To put it bluntly, except for Si Ming, none of you may be able to come back. Even I don't dare to go there easily." Sword Douluo said solemnly.
Except for Jiang Siming, everyone was a little surprised that a level 98 titled Douluo could be so fearful, which is evident from Poseidon Island.
"Uncle Jian, is it really so scary?" Ning Fengzhi, who was already hesitant at first, became a little uneasy when he heard what Sword Douluo said.
"I have never been there, but there are rumors that there is a peerless Douluo with a soul power as high as level 99. Once a conflict occurs, maybe only Siming can come back alive." Sword Douluo shook his head and said.