Douluo: The famous punch-in scene leads the sect to roll up

"Then I don't care. If I bring it to you, you have to eat it all." Yu Doudou looked like she was not allowed to waste things, but there was a flash of schadenfreude in her eyes.

Yu Qingqian's fingers crunched, her skin was so itchy that she needed to clean it up.

But she did think of a good place to go for these meals.

Guangling and Qingluan can definitely help her share the burden, although she has to take some risks.

"Okay, we'll go back and take care of it later, but since Dao and Zishu are going to get the soul rings tomorrow, it's better to rest early."

During this period of time, their soul power reached level 40. Yu Huaijin arranged to help them hunt for soul rings tomorrow.

Yu Zishu and Yu Yidao left first, and the others returned to their residences after exchanging pleasantries.

Yu Doudou didn't leave. He just came back from Qibao Glazed Sect yesterday, and Ning Fengzhi asked him to bring something to Yu Qingqian.

"Uncle Ning asked me to give this to you."

He rummaged through the soul guide, took out a palm-sized sandalwood box, and handed it to Yu Qingqian.

She took the box and wondered what would be in it.

The box is not heavy, and the alloy lock locks it, revealing a bit of mystery.

"Thank you. By the way, what have you learned during these many days of special training at the Qibao Glazed Sect?"

After she put the box away, she looked at Yu Doudou who was giggling.

"Huh what? Oh, you said special training. The teacher taught me the distraction control of the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect."

As he was talking, Yu Doudou's thoughts drifted to the scene yesterday when Ning Rongrong came to see him.

Yu Qingqian was not surprised. Distraction control was a very useful skill, and it also helped Yu Doudou in sword practice.

However, is he stealing from his master? It probably doesn't count.

"Remember to eat all the food. Don't waste it. I'm going back first." Yu Doudou grinned from the corner of her mouth to the back of her ears, grinning in a silly way.

Yu Qingqian nodded, watched Yu Doudou leave, then turned and walked towards the bamboo forest.

The bamboo forest at night is quiet and deep, and the original earthy smell permeates the air.

hiss--

There is a weird feeling that makes people get goosebumps unconsciously.

There were no lights on in the wooden house, and it was so dark that it seemed to blend into the night.

No one?

She thought, and her steps unconsciously became lighter, approaching the wooden house.

Pushing the door open slightly, she walked in curiously.

It’s so cold!

The Far North is nothing more than that.

She groped her way in, and after taking only two steps, she bumped into something hard.

Yu Qingqian fell backward due to inertia, still holding barbecue and other snacks in her hands.

Barbie is Q!

This was her first reaction. When she struggled to stabilize her body, she suddenly fell into a warm embrace.

"Be careful."

The low and gentle voice must be Qingluan.

But since he was in the wooden house, why didn't he light the lamp? And it seems like he's not sleeping either?

After being helped upright by Qingluan, Yu Qingqian turned to him with emotion.

"Master Luan, why don't you light the lamp?"

In the dim environment, she could only see Qingluan's vague figure.

"Your grandpa Guangling was practicing and kicked me out. I came in just now when I felt your breath. Let's go out first." Qingluan's voice was deliberately lowered, as if he didn't want to disturb Guangling.

Yu Qingqian followed Qingluan out consciously. Because of the food in her hand, she walked extra carefully, for fear that she would accidentally fall down later.

After following Qingluan for a while, they arrived at the stone table not far behind the wooden house.

This place had a leisure area at some point, but she never discovered it.

Yu Qingqian put the things in his hands on the stone table and sat down on the stone stool.

"Master Luan is here to treat you to a midnight snack."

Yu Qingqian diligently pushed the barbecue and snacks in front of Qingluan. Then she felt that something was missing, so she ran to a certain tree to rummage and dug out what her second grandfather had brewed some time ago.

She ran over in a hurry and held the jar of wine in front of Qingluan like a treasure.

As a peak Douluo, Qingluan doesn't attach much importance to food and drink. He usually only eats to satisfy his hunger.

However, looking at Yu Qingqian's big black shining eyes, he finally did not say a word of rejection, but silently took the jar of wine.

"Master Luan, I have already eaten it. This is specially prepared for you." Of course she would not say that she brought it here because she couldn't eat it.

Under Yu Qingqian's gaze, Qingluan ate slowly and leisurely, showing natural elegance.

She didn't say anything, just stared at Qingluan eating.

Although Master Luan is old, he can't help but look good, and every move he makes is quite pleasing to the eye.

Silence spread, and I don't know how long it took. Qingluan wiped his mouth with a handkerchief, folded it and put it back into his sleeve.

Just then, a voice broke the silence.

"What does it smell like? It smells so good?"

The voice came from the wooden house, it was Guang Ling who had finished practicing.

When he was practicing, he would habitually surround himself with ice blocks. What Yu Qingqian just ran into was the ice wall he made.

Guang Ling came out after smelling the smell and saw a pile of food residue on the stone table.

"What did you eat? Why did you finish it without leaving any for me!" The eyelashes on Guangling's eyes trembled slightly, and the snowflakes on them seemed to be falling.

Qingluan was very calm, glanced at Guan Ling and said, "Didn't you already have dinner for what I ate? I knew you were full, so I didn't leave it for you on purpose."

She didn't expect Qingluan to tease Guangling. Looking at his serious look, she couldn't help but laugh inside.

Guang Ling glared at Qingluan resentfully, and then turned his gaze to Yu Qingqian.

"You brought it, right? Where's mine?"

Yu Qingqian scratched her head guiltily, her body unconsciously moving further away, her eyes wandering everywhere except Guang Ling.

Although they didn't look at each other, she could clearly feel Guang Ling's cold eyes.

"what--"

At this moment, an angry shout came from the bamboo forest.

"Who stole my wine! I just made it and I haven't even drank it yet!"

The voice was full of anger, and the level of anger was evident.

Yu Qingqian lowered her head silently, secretly complaining.

It's over, no, it's just been dug out, and she hasn't tasted it yet. Isn't she about to be caught?

She clasped the hem of her clothes with her fingers and turned her head rapidly. How can we successfully dump the blame?

And she silently glanced at Qingluan and Guangling. Neither of them seemed to be suitable candidates to blame.

The birds in the forest were frightened by Yu Sui, who flew away in all directions, and he came to the backyard with a clatter.

"This is what my wine tastes like!"

He strode over and stared at the wine jar with only a little wine left on the table, as well as the remnants of the table.

Yu Sui's eyes suddenly stared at Qingluan, "Old Luantou, how dare you steal my wine!"

Qingluan was just about to explain when he saw Yu Qingqian clasping her hands behind Yu, looking like she was getting rid of it, and kept chanting: "Master Luan, save me, save me!"

There was no sound, but Qingluan felt her request.

Shaking his head slightly, Qingluan looked helpless, "I'm sorry, I'll make it up to you later."