Really not a villain

The hot pot boiled, and the fire light made Mu Jiangling's cheeks turn red.

Ying Chen picked up the chopsticks, looked at the neatly placed raw food, hesitated for a moment: "How to eat?"

"In this way, you can eat it after rinsing." Mu Jiangling picked up a piece of beef and showed it to him.The fresh thin slices of meat have been lightly marinated, and turn white when soaked in water. When picked up, the aroma is overflowing, and the soup is dripping on the chopsticks, which makes people move their index fingers.

Ying Chen said "oh", and also picked up a piece of beef, and after a few rinses, put it into his mouth: "...It's light."

"Dip it in the sauce. I didn't add salt when I marinated it." Mu Jiangling pushed a few more plates over and introduced enthusiastically, "This one is spicy, this one is not spicy but sour, and that one..."

Ying Chen tasted every dish, and became more proficient at cooking hot pot. Although he still had Zhang Lei's paralyzed face, he was obviously in a good mood, as if a spring breeze had blown on a thousand-year-old iceberg, and the temperature had risen a little.After eating for a while, he stopped, and asked Mu Jiangling who was sitting beside him in a daze: "Aren't you going to eat?"

"Huh? I... eat, I was thinking about something just now."

"What are you thinking about?" Ying Chen casually put the freshly cooked winter bamboo shoots into Mu Jiangling's bowl.

Mu Jiangling stared at the extra bamboo shoots in the bowl, with an indescribable expression: "Give it to me?" He remembered Ying Chen snatching his chicken leg when they first met, no, he took the whole beggar chicken and hurt himself No dinner.

Now you actually cook the winter bamboo shoots for yourself?

Ying Chen gave him another piece of beef, remembering to dip it in the sauce this time.He said, "For you."

Mu Jiangling: "I, I'll do it myself."

He felt a little parched.Maybe it was too close to the fire, or the sauce was too salty, and I really wanted to drink something.It happened that there was a bowl with water at hand.Mu Jiangling picked it up and drank it all in one gulp. After drinking, he smacked his lips and wondered to himself, why doesn't it taste like water, but like unsweetened soda instead?

Ying Chen said quietly: "That's the fine nectar and jade dew I poured."

Mu Jiangling: "..."

Ying Chen: "If a mortal is greedy for drinking..." Before he finished speaking, Mu Jiangling collapsed.Fortunately, Ying Chen caught it quickly, otherwise he would have fallen into the pot.

The person in his arms was completely drunk, Ying Chen shook it lightly, and called out, "Mu Jiangling?"

"Hmm @￥%... um..."

Looks really drunk.

"...Brother Meng, Brother Meng."

"Huh?" Ying Chen was suddenly alert, "Who are you calling?"

Mu Jiangling rubbed against his arms, and murmured drunkenly: "...Brother, it's okay... right..."

Ying Chen narrowed his eyes.Surnamed Meng.He seems to have probably met somewhere.

water's edge.White clothes.Albatron Terrace.

Oh.

Why does Mu Jiangling miss that person?Didn't Qingyuntai have enmity with him?Are they familiar?

Ying Chen thought about it casually for a while, but suddenly his mood turned bad.He threw Mu Jiangling aside and continued eating hot pot.

Because of the fire, Mu Jiangling didn't wear much clothes. Not only would he be thrown far away, he would also be drunk, and the night wind would naturally be cold.He instinctively moved towards a warmer place.

Ying Chen was stuffing a large chopsticks of miscellaneous food into his mouth, his brows were furrowed, he didn't seem to be eating hot pot, he seemed to be eating Coptis chinensis.

Suddenly something pounced on his back, causing him to choke half to death in fright. When he turned his head, this lifeless mortal was hanging on his neck and giggling.

Ying Chen was about to throw him off.

Mu Jiangling was drunk, and softly shouted: "Ying Chen."

Ying Chen: "..."

He sighed, pulled him into his arms, and said, "Huh?"

When Mu Jiangling got the response, he got excited, bent his blurred and drunken eyes, and said with a smile: "Ying Chen, Ying Chen..."

The curved eyes are shining brightly, as if the sky is full of stars.

In the bright starlight, a self is reflected.

By coincidence, Ying Chen lowered his head and kissed that mouth that kept shouting.The light and mellow taste spreads warmly on the tongue.Qiongye Yulu is worthy of being a fairy wine in the sky, it is irresistible.

"Woooo... Ying, Chen... um..."

The person in his arms is dishonest and always moves around.Ying Chen let go of his lips, took a light breath, and said in a low voice, "Don't move."

Mu Jiangling really didn't move.

He tilted his head: "?"

Ying Chen kissed him on the lips again, picked him up, put out the fire, and walked to the bedroom.

Of course, I didn't do anything excessive, I just ate a few more mouthfuls of tofu.

Mu Jiangling didn't know any of this.

He didn't know anything about what happened last night, and he only cared about the hot pot that didn't move much: "Hey, why am I drunk? You don't eat more? Didn't you eat well before?"

Ying Chen: "... ate a lot."

His face didn't blush when he said this.Ask yourself, indeed eat a lot.

Mu Jiangling packed his things and sighed.

Ying Chen reckoned that Baigu should have finished the earrings, and said to Mu Jiangling, "I'm leaving soon, where do you want to go?"

"Where do I want to go? Of course it's Danxia Mountain... Uh, it seems that there are other things." When he mentioned the business, Mu Jiangling suddenly became serious, "First of all, where is this place?"

"The Palace of Hundred Valleys."

"I know, I mean, where is this in the mortal world?"

"Wutou Mountain."

"..." Mu Jiangling fell into shock, "Wutou Mountain? Is this why the disciples of the Immortal Sect came to die one by one?"

Ying Chen nodded: "Almost."

Mu Jiangling: "It doesn't make sense, how did Yun Qisheng live so well?"

Ying Chen: "He didn't go inside."

After meeting Mu Jiangling, Yun Qisheng should have gone down the mountain immediately, so he escaped by luck.

Mu Jiangling: "Since you know the mystery of this Wutou Mountain, why are you still preventing me from crossing the mountain?"

Ying Chen: "It can't be exposed to ordinary people casually."

Seems to make sense.Mu Jiangling stopped entanglement here, and instead said: "I wanted to go to Danxia Mountain, but what happened here is really interesting. Wentian Jing really disappeared, otherwise Wentian Festival would not be forced to interrupt But the question is, who stole the Sky Mirror?"

He raised his head to look at Ying Chen, and Ying Chen answered cooperatively: "Who is it?"

Mu Jiangling: "..."

He suspected that this fairy was acting cute.But this idea was too weird, Mu Jiangling refused to accept it, and rejected Sanlian madly in his heart.

He gathered himself together, drove the messy thoughts out of his head, and continued: "Yun Qisheng knows that there is a fraud in this Wentian sacrifice. There are two possibilities. One is that he planned the loss of the Wentian mirror, and the other is that he prepared something else. What framed me, I didn't expect Wen Tianjing to be lost at this juncture, so I sent Ling Yun to identify me. Which one do you think is more likely?"

Ying Chen: "What kind?"

Mu Jiangling: "...Forget it, let me talk to myself, just listen to me."

"Tian Xing Dao has only been scattered for more than a year, and it is impossible for Yun Qisheng to come across something as high as Wen Tianjing, and it is even more impossible to play tricks under the eyes of the fairy master. But this time Danxia Mountain is not the fairy master. He is the direct disciple of the Immortal Lord. Just imagine, it is much easier to steal Wen Tianjing from Meng Tingshen than from Xuan Xichen. Maybe he also teamed up with Zhao Wuwang to get some rumors. Thinking about it this way, Wen Tianjing was stolen , it’s really confusing.”

"Oh." Ying Chen noticed the name "Meng Tingshen" and asked, "Are you familiar with him?"

"Who?" Mu Jiangling was puzzled.

"Meng Tingshen."

Mu Jiangling thought for a while: "Brother Meng? You know him very well. We even had hot pot with him, just like what you ate last night."

? ? ? ?

eat hot pot? ? ?Same as last night? ? ? ?

Ying Chen quickly moved Meng Tingshen from "mortals who can be crushed to death" to "mortals who must be crushed to death".

Mu Jiangling: "Why are you asking this? What's wrong?"

Ying Chen: "Nothing."

Mu Jiangling: "?"

I always feel that today's Yingchen is weird.

"All in all, it's right to go to Yun Qisheng and ask. I don't know if they have left Junshan now. I can't go rashly when I ask how the Heavenly Festival is going. Otherwise, it will cause trouble for Brother Meng. Speaking of it , When I was tied to the altar, Senior Brother Meng didn’t show up either, Xuan Xichen wouldn’t do something to him, right? I didn’t even say thank you, Senior Brother Meng..."

…………

Ah.

Ying Chen interrupted: "Danxia Mountain, you can go directly from here."

"Really?!" Mu Jiangling instantly cast aside his worries just now, "Can we go directly to Danxia Mountain from here???"

"There is a passage between the palaces of the gods." Ying Chen said.

Baigu in the sky sneezed.

This statement is true, but Danxia Mountain, this kind of paradise that belongs to the mortal world, dare the gods to occupy it without authorization?Heavenly Tribulation strikes one strike at a time.

Ying Chen doesn't care whether there are immortal palaces or not on Danxia Mountain.He was thinking about how to persuade Baigu to temporarily open a passage between Wutou Mountain and Danxia Mountain.

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