I am a mage and a wet nurse, so using seven swords is not too much, right?

Ning Ruan's lightning-struck wooden bowl contained more than half a bowl of Yang Shuo's carefully cooked Dabu soup.

Maybe it's because the ingredients used are so good. Even if the soup-making skills are not as good as Zhenxiufang, the soup still has a unique flavor.

Yang Shuo placed several pots.

Except for Ning Ruan's iron pot, he brought his own.

One of them was brewing her current favorite...milk tea.

"Miss Ning, how does it taste? Do you still need me to improve?"

Yang Shuo looked at her cautiously, his eyes full of worry and fear.

"It tastes good, but...it's impolite to disturb others while they're cooking."

"???" Yang Shuo looked confused.

He just asked one more question in line with the responsible attitude of a chef.

Why bother her while she's cooking?

But soon, Yang Shuo knew what Ning Ruan meant.

He looked at the figures that suddenly appeared on the right, and then looked at the people beside him who were not shocked at all... Obviously, everyone had sensed it a long time ago.

Only he, who was at the bottom of his cultivation base, had no sense of anything.

The most important thing is that Miss Ning, who is vaguely dominant in front of him, is only at the fifth level of elementary level cultivation, which is a small level lower than him... But Miss Ning can sense it.

But he didn't!

When they sensed the aura of this group of people, the guard group quickly restrained their pressure and stood silently in Western Zhou Dynasty.

But even so.

When this group of uninvited guests who hurriedly broke in approached, the first thing they noticed was the twelfth realm leader in the guard group whose cultivation level was indistinguishable.

As for Ning Ruan and others... they are obviously classified as juniors.

"I don't know if you fellow Taoists are here, disturbing me."

There were more than a dozen people in total, and the leading man was tall and tall, but not as tall and scary as an iron tower like Geng Er.

The other person seemed to be just right, and coupled with that angular face, he could even be called handsome.

It's a pity that Ning Ruan doesn't have good looks.

Especially when it comes to people who interrupt her cooking for no apparent reason, she doesn't have a good look on her face.

"Why come over now that you know it will disturb you?"

She responded unceremoniously.

Fu Qinglong Leng Yi's face was slightly unhappy. No matter what, he was also a strong man in the eleventh realm.

Now, he was humiliated in public by a mere five-level monk.

Taking a deep breath, he still looked at the Western Twelve Realm monk, "Fellow Taoists, I am the leader of the Wanlong Mercenary Group. I..."

"I don't know, fellow Taoist, if something happens, I'd better talk to Miss Ning." The one who was closest to the other party said without changing his expression.

His tone was calm.

It was these words that made Fu Qinglong unable to react for a long time.

Still beside him, an equally burly man, after swallowing his saliva, quickly looked in the direction of Ning Ruan and said to Fu Qinglong:

"Captain, that is Rui Feng Xiang Yun Chai. She...she is the daughter of the Painting Fairy in White and the apprentice of Madman Liu. Wang Hu and I met them when we accompanied Sister Yun Lian'er and the others to participate in the martial arts competition in Mucheng. "

"..." The daughter of the painting fairy in white? That woman who spends huge sums of money to recruit monks from the Twelve Realms on the street to serve as bodyguards?

For a moment, Fu Qinglong was a little embarrassed.

"I don't think there is any need to say anything." Ning Ruan held the lightning strike wooden bowl and opened her lips softly, "You are running away so fast, you must be being chased."

"You still dare to run towards me when you are being chased. Are you planning to divert trouble to others? Or are you trying to fish in troubled waters?"

Fu Qinglong: "..."

Suck...

Ning Ruan drank Dabu Decoction again.

The mood finally relaxed a little.

But she still had no intention of getting involved in troublesome matters that she was not interested in.

"If you don't run away now, it will be too late when the people chasing you come."

"Or do you think I will agree to help a group of people who are planning to divert trouble to others? I will help you and sacrifice myself?"

"Do you think I look like the Virgin Mary?"

Fu Qinglong: "..."

Fu Qinglong didn't even have time to say a word he had prepared.

He was so reprimanded by the little girl that he almost forgot why he came here.

"Yunge is also in the Daqing Mountains?"

Just as Fu Qingyun was still weighing the two options of escaping and staying, he heard the girl in front of him suddenly ask a question.

His expression suddenly became solemn, and he looked over with deep eyes, "Miss Ning also knows Yunge?"

"do not know."

"..."

Suck.

Ning Ruan took another sip of soup leisurely, "So Yunge is in the Daqing Mountains?"

Fu Qinglong did not answer immediately, but locked his eyes on Ning Ruan's face, as if he wanted to know whether she was an enemy or a friend.

"I don't know. Although she is from our Wanlong Mercenary Group, she is not with us. If Miss Ning wants to find her, she has asked the wrong person."

Fu Qinglong responded in a deep voice.

He turned to look at his subordinates and said, "Let's go."

Whether you want to seek shelter or fish in troubled waters.

The daughter of a painting fairy in white is obviously not suitable.

The group of people quickly left.

Ning Ruan drank almost half of the soup in his bowl.

At this moment, a member of the Twelve Realm suddenly frowned, "They threw the female doll away."

Girl doll... Ning Ruan still has an impression.

She was the little girl who failed in the Mucheng Shu Cultivation Competition and exploded while participating in the alchemy competition.

The reason why I remember her is because she and Yun Ge are companions.

In addition, Yunge had two companions who were also among the group of people who escaped today.

"Senior, please bring her here?"

"can."

Of course the Twelve Realm monks would not refuse.

As soon as he left, the little fat man waved his folding fan and shook his head, "What kind of mercenary group is this? They don't think they are human beings. They abandoned their companions just because they estimated that we would definitely save them."

"How do they know we will definitely save them?" Mu Yiqiu was confused.

"They don't know, but what impact does it have?" Ning Ruan asked casually.

"Little junior sister, what you mean is... they were planning to abandon that girl?" Liang Xiuxiu vaguely understood.

"Maybe." Ning Ruan clicked her tongue twice.

That group of people is indeed a bit unreasonable.

In short, if I could sum it up in one sentence, it would be to be a bitch and still want to build a memorial arch.

Although they clearly abandoned their companions, they still seemed to be on the right side.

Ning Ruan saves people.

It can be said that they temporarily put her down in order to let their companions survive better.

And if she doesn't save people.

It can also be said that they underestimated their cold-bloodedness and actually refused to save them.

What's wrong with the client who abandons his companions?

They were just trying to escape for their lives.

Bah...so disgusting.

Ning Ruan twitched the corners of her lips and quickly turned her attention to the pots in front of Yang Shuo, "Are you ready soon?"

"Okay, okay, I'll serve it out for you right now!"

Yang Shuo didn't dare to say anything. He maintained his cowardly and timid persona for the first time and hurriedly served out the dishes one after another.

Put it in front of Ning Ruan.

Others have little interest in eating.

Only the little fat man was a little thick-skinned and came over.

As for Liang Xiuxiu, she was learning cooking skills from Yang Shuo.

But how much he learned, no one knows.