The aroma is lingering, and the small dishes of green and white dishes are displayed on the table, which makes people feel enjoyable just looking at them.

In front of the table, the man who was handed the bowl and chopsticks sitting there in a daze was still a little unresponsive, and a little confusion was printed in his clear eyes.

Su Shaoyan held on to the bowl and chopsticks, looking at the food in front of him with surprise on his face.

"What?" Ning Qingyuan looked amused, stretched out his hand and rubbed the other person's head, and didn't care that the ink hair that took a lot of time to take care of that morning was messed up again.

A few messy hairs, matched with Su Shaoyan's dazed expression, looked extremely cute.

"Well, it's nothing." He froze his head and let him touch it, but Su Shaoyan clung to the chopsticks but couldn't do anything.

This brightly colored dish is obviously not the daily meal provided by Tianxuanzong: not to mention the rare raw materials, the style is also quite exquisite, and I don't know what method Ning Qingyuan used to carve various ingredients into extremely small and exquisite dishes. fancy.

Just by smelling the fragrance, Su Shaoyan recognized several expensive ingredients.

Those are some medicinal herbs unique to the devil world, and I don't know what kind of processing has been done to soften the medicinal effects, so that these tonics can become such mild dishes.

What's more, in Tianxuan Sect, if there is no special request, they will only receive Bigu Pills, not such cooked food.

Such a table of meals naturally came from Ning Qingyuan.

A gentleman is far away from the kitchen, but he has not yet become a husband.

Ning Qingyuan, who is familiar with the foodie nature of his junior brother, has always been extremely proud of the cooking skills he has studied hard during this period of time in the devil world, but after seeing Su Shaoyan's expression, the original joy gradually faded.

Su Shaoyan's expression really didn't look like he was very happy.

Did he guess wrong?

Ning Qingyuan was thinking in his heart, but he still maintained a smile on his face, hiding the disappointment in his eyes.

"Don't you want to taste my craft?"

When Xu Shi heard Ning Qingyuan's words, Su Shaoyan suddenly came back to his senses, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, as if he didn't expect that this was cooked by Ning Qingyuan himself.

His movements were a little slow, but he stretched out his chopsticks and reached for the complicated dishes.

It seems that since leaving Tianxuanzong, the two of them haven't gotten along like this.

Ning Qingyuan supported his head and thought, the previous loss gradually faded away.

The handsome and picturesque man held on to his chopsticks, and his eyes, which had always been condensed, had a slight warmth like the early spring when the ice and snow melted, which made his indifferent eyebrows come alive.

Seeing such a scene, Ning Qingyuan's eyes softened unconsciously.

"It tastes good." Su Shaoyan was not stingy in giving compliments.

The eyes are curved, showing the satisfaction in them, which also gives birth to a trace of charm.

Ning Qingyuan looked at the gradually rising hill in his bowl, but he didn't refuse.

Obviously it is the most common thing, it is obviously the simplest compliment, just because it is said from the mouth of the person in front of him, it makes people feel happy.

He is happy in his heart, and the people he puts in his heart also feel happy.

What makes me happy is not how exquisite the dishes are, but what I feel satisfied when I look up and see the eyebrows and eyes of the person sitting opposite.

simple pleasure.

Thinking of this, Su Shaoyan suddenly remembered something, stopped his hands, lowered his eyes, and the depths of his eyes were stained with memories.

Before Ning Qingyuan had time to be happy with the slight curvature of Su Shaoyan's mouth, he saw the look of nostalgia on the other side.

It was the same as before, like a complete outsider, immersed in his own world.

"Purple Star Grass is hard to find on Xianxiu's side. Even if you get it, you will have to spend a lot of effort to brew it into medicine. I didn't expect that senior brother is so good at craftsmanship. But... it will be a waste if you don't get rid of it." ;I eat so much by myself...Elder brother, do you want me to explode and die?" Su Shaoyan raised the corners of his mouth slightly, but there was a hint of teasing in his eyes, and he kept holding the original words in his hands. Throw rare dishes into Ning Qingyuan's bowl.

The joy and satisfaction in the eyes cannot be faked, but even if the trance just now was only for a moment, it is hard not to take it to heart.

Ning Qingyuan took a bite of the chopsticks stretched out by the other party. The rare ingredients were cooked exquisitely and brought the joy of the person in front of him. The bitterness masked the taste.

He didn't change his face, his eyes looked at Su Shaoyan who was smiling slightly at this time, as if he wanted to deeply capture this person in his eyes and engrave this person in his mind.

His heart was in chaos, and scenes from the past kept reappearing in his mind, which made him completely unable to calm down and think.

It's even hard to hide it.

Su Shaoyan, who had his own plan on Qingfeng Mountain, no matter how much he pretended, he didn't have the slightest hostility towards him, nor any affection for his junior sister.

He looked at all this indifferently, trying to adapt to the world with his actions, but there was only tired boredom in his eyes.

And later, outside the wooden house, in the formation, he clearly stood there, but he never regarded himself as a member of this world.

Even if Ning Qingyuan knew that if Su Shaoyan had to choose between returning to that world or hurting him, the junior junior would always choose him.

But he understands even more in his heart, if compared with the status of the two in Su Shaoyan's heart.

He is likely to be at a disadvantage.

After all, to Su Shaoyan, he was just a scene in that illusion.

Beauty is beauty, and it is not true in the end.

"Eldest brother...Eldest brother?"

Ning Qingyuan raised his eyes slightly to cover up the gaffe just now, and only then felt the coolness on his face.

The palm-sized object made of jade was held in Su Shaoyan's hand, and he could even slightly feel the temperature of the little junior's fingertips.

"Huh? I just thought of something, what's wrong?"

As soon as the words fell, Ning Qingyuan saw a flash in front of his eyes, and the things that had been attached to his face before showed his figure.

"This is... the seal of the emperor?"

"They doubted your identity, so I used it to bluff them." Su Shaoyan nodded, "The second disciple of the Supreme Elder of Tianxuan Sect, Su Mu Ning, who is a strong emperor, will stay in the future with this identity. The Tianxuan Sect is fine, no matter what, you must not admit your identity as a demon cultivator."

"it is good."

Seeing that Ning Qingyuan agreed straightforwardly, Su Shaoyan's eyes flashed a trace of worry: "It's not that the status of senior brother is not suitable for exposure, it's just that the elders of Tianxuan Sect take their disciples out to practice, and there are many foreign sects. It's better to be careful."

"I know." Because the other party's cautious words were a little funny, Ning Qingyuan reached out to take the emperor's seal in Su Shaoyan's hand, and squeezed his little junior brother's hand by the way.

I know that in this world, you have always been my master.

Don't take anything else to heart at all.

But, I can't be happy.

If you look into other things, don't you take the world a little more seriously?

Ning Qingyuan was thinking in his heart, a light flashed across his mind inadvertently, but it disappeared the moment he found it.

He thought of something, but it passed by in a flash, leaving too fast, and he didn't catch even a sporadic bit at all.

The cold emperor's seal carried the temperature of the two people, but it did not pass the temperature of the two people to each other.

At least, at this moment, Ning Qingyuan felt a slight chill in his heart, as if submerged in icy water, the coldness piercing his bones, but he couldn't bear to part with the warmth that was about to disappear beside him.

The news of the return of the second disciple of Tianxuan Sect spread quickly, and at the same time, the rumors behind it were inevitably known to everyone.

It is no longer a secret that Su Muning, a disciple of Tianxuan Sect, resembles the leader of Moxiu.

The history of Tianxuan Sect in the field of demonic cultivation is too unbearable. Even with the emperor's seal, even though there are many disciples and elders who testify, such rumors still unknowingly spread throughout the entire immortal cultivation world.

As the person concerned, it was too late for Ning Qingyuan to worry about his junior brother, so there was no time to care about these people.

Since returning to this normal life, Ning Qingyuan has once again returned to the old life of raising his junior brother like a pig.

Watching Su Shaoyan get up in the morning, looking for rare medicines and local delicacies for him has become his daily routine these days, and he enjoys it.

It's just that since that day, he hasn't cooked by himself.

Even if Su Shaoyan didn't say anything, he still knew clearly that the junior brother liked that kind of life, and the feeling of eating together as a family, he could be regarded as a family member recognized by the other party, but no matter what, the place was wrong.

In this world, no matter how much you do, it is just an unawakened dream for Su Shaoyan.

And he hopes that one day, everything can become real.

Ning Qingyuan held the wine jar and sighed helplessly, and walked in the direction the little junior was pointing at, completely ignoring the strange eyes of the people around him.

If everything really happened according to that script, it would only be a few short years from the betrayal of the original "Su Shaoyan" to the subsequent joint encirclement and suppression. Judging from the current uncertainty, it may even be shortened.

For the current Ning Qingyuan, his main task for the rest of the day is to seize the time to let someone stay, and the matter between the immortal and the devil is completely forgotten.

It's just that this direction...

If he remembers correctly, it should be the residence of that unprincipled elder brother?

When he was not around, did the junior brother have such a good relationship with this person?

Carrying the wine he had brewed so hard, Ning Qingyuan suddenly didn't want to go any further.

At least, this wine should not be cheap for others...

"Big Brother."

The light-colored figure came into view, and Ning Qingyuan calmly stepped out the foot that was about to be withdrawn, and continued to walk forward, with a friendly smile and disgust in his eyes.

The person next to Su Shaoyan, he would never admit his mistake.

Isn't it Yin She that Jun Xiao misses so much?

The author has something to say: _(:з」∠)_ The plot is almost gone, so there are two things, one is being complained about and the other is about to be unfinished, and the other is entanglement...how to write and how to make mistakes...

Well, if the ending is more like a bad ending, you can point out the unexplained parts and continue to be a side story.At that time, I will add what the previous author has to say or try to find a way to add it for free...

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