"At that time, the human race was in the early stage of chaos and was caught off guard. Fortunately, His Highness Yinxue issued a policy early and united multiple countries and sects to fight against them."
"But the strange thing is...this time the Buddha's capital also responded and agreed to join forces. It was just that they came forward, but it was not that..."
Si Yuchao suddenly paused when he said this, and he looked at Ling Xuewei carefully.
Of course Ling Xuewei knew who Si Yuchao was talking about.
Did Di Qianjue really disappear?
There is no trace of him even in the Middle Earth, and the same is true in the God Realm.
Ling Xuewei's eyes flickered, and after a while, she continued to ask, "Where is the sect?"
"Don't worry about that! The Tianxing Sect is located in a hidden and high-lying area, and with Lingxi and Yu Wenxuan in charge, are you still worried about something happening?"
Too.
She knows the abilities of Yu Wenxuan and the others best, not to mention that the master is here.
"That's right... After your news came back, they were sad for a while. Especially the old master Zhuo, he became seriously ill after that..."
Ling Xuewei's heart tightened.
"But don't worry, he got better later." Si Yuchao was afraid that Ling Xuewei would be uncomfortable, so he quickly said, "Mr. Que went there in person, talked to him for a long time, and took him to the snowy mountains to recuperate for a while. He felt much better after returning.
I just went to see him more than a month ago, and he was in good spirits. Before I left, the old man went down the mountain. I don’t know how happy he would be if he received the news that you are still alive!"
Thinking of her master, Ling Xuewei smiled warmly.
"But for now, you'd better practice well first and spend more time with Diandian and Mianmian, and...that one from your family."
"Huh?" Sensing the difference in Si Yuchao's tone, Ling Xuewei looked at him in confusion.
"You don't know?" Si Yuchao looked surprised.
"What?" Ling Xuewei became even more confused.
"One year after you disappeared, your man went crazy looking for you! He didn't believe you were dead, and almost traveled throughout the God Realm looking for traces of you. Later, when the search failed, he spent all day searching for you.
Staying on the snow-capped mountain cliff is the place where you finally disappeared, do you still remember?"
Ling Xuewei's heart skipped a beat, how could she forget?
"I met once in a while..."
Si Yuchao's expression was complicated, and he still can't forget that scene.
"I've never seen him look so... decadent. It's like his entire energy and spirit have been taken away. Except for the body, the soul is not there."
"At that time, he stood quietly under the tree, stroking the tree, his lonely and desolate back, so lonely that he seemed to be isolated from everything."
This scene flashed through Ling Xuewei's mind, and her chest felt slightly suffocated.
It was as if countless tiny needles were pricking her, densely packed and painful.
"In the next six months, he stayed there almost every day, never leaving. No matter it was a strong wind or a blizzard."
Ling Xuewei pursed her lips tightly.
After a long time, she took a deep breath and said, "...What happened next?"
"Later, Mr. Zun came down personally and persuaded him to go back. At that time, the God Realm was at war with the zombie army, and everyone needed him."
"It is precisely because of his existence that the alliance was united, led by an army of millions, to repel the zombies and regain the lost territory."
Ling Xuewei had long expected how hard Mo Yan would be during these three years, but hearing this in person still made her heartache uncontrollably.
"Sister, are you okay?"
Si Yuchao regretted saying this to Ling Xuewei.
Ling Xuewei shook her head, "I'm fine... Just tell me more about some things with Mianmian."
"Are you sure?"
"Um."
Ling Xuewei nodded vigorously, she wanted to know and must know.
Chatting late at night.
The two of them separated.
Ling Xuewei came to the study and saw through the crack in the door that the light inside was still on.
Holding her hand on the door, she finally turned around and went downstairs.
Coming to the kitchen, the housekeeper came towards me and said, "Madam, you haven't rested yet? What do you need me to prepare for you?"
"No, I'll just come. You can go down and have a rest."
After sending the housekeeper away, Ling Xuewei went into the kitchen alone. The kitchen was always stocked with fresh fruits, vegetables, and various meats. She rummaged around, took what she needed, and started making midnight snacks.
Three fresh shrimps and lobster noodles.
The soup is golden brown, the noodles are elastic and smooth, and the flavor is fragrant. Finally, five golden fried prawns, bamboo shoots, fungus, seasonal vegetables, and a heart-shaped omelette are added.
Done!
After thinking about it, I packed a few more delicious cold dishes.
After getting ready, she was about to send it to Ye Moyan, but when she turned around, she saw a tall figure.
Ye Moyan stood at the door for an unknown length of time, which startled her.
"When did you come? Why didn't you say anything?"
Ling Xuewei smiled and showed Ye Moyan what she had just made.
"Just now."
Ye Moyan walked over, and the faint light above his head fell on him, coating him with a shallow halo.
He must have just finished taking a shower, and he was still carrying some water vapor on his body. When he walked towards me, a smell of mint mixed with his unique ice-like cold fragrance entered his nose.
He was casually wearing a silver-white robe, and his black hair was tied back with a hairpin. The strand in front of his body was stained with water, and it was dripping down, soaking his thin clothes, and the clothes were undulating.
Her chest has attractive lines and muscles.
"It smells so good, what are you cooking?"
Ye Moyan leaned down, and a scent of fragrance surrounded Ling Xuewei.
Ling Xuewei coughed and said, "Dragon Beard Noodles, they were just made."
"For me?"
The low-alcoholic voice echoed in my ears, with a hint of smile.
"For the pigs."
Ling Xuewei rolled her eyes at Ye Moyan, but received a low laugh in return.
"Eat quickly, it will be full soon."
"You stay with me."
At some point, Ye Moyan almost completely hung on Ling Xuewei, his tall body pressing down on Ling Xuewei, like a koala.
"I'm not hungry."
"If you don't accompany me, I won't eat."
Ling Xuewei, "..."
Do you think you are Diandian?
One minute later.
Ling Xuewei sat at the table, holding her chin up and watching Ye Moyan eating noodles with relish.
He behaved elegantly and did not eat quickly. Even when he peeled the shrimp, he was full of dignity.
"Open your mouth."
At some point, a peeled shrimp was handed to Ling Xuewei, and she naturally opened her mouth and ate it.
Then, there’s the noodles.
Ling Xuewei continued to open her mouth.
Next, there are the side dishes.
…
"Want fried eggs."
Ling Xuewei glanced at the golden eggs in the bowl.
Ye Moyan raised his eyelids and refused very simply, "No."
Then he picked up the heart-shaped omelette and ate it all naturally.
"You made this omelette specially for me!" Ye Moyan looked serious.
Ling Xuewei blinked, then she couldn't laugh or cry.