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Chapter 7Serving

Ground-level cranes have plump meat, thick texture, full of spiritual power, and are edible.

A long ice blade condensed between Yan Jiayouqian's fingers, stretched out, aimed, "嗖——"

Linghe's head was cut off, and Yan Jiayouqian struck so fast that the severed neck was not stained with blood.

The cranes were eerily quiet for a few seconds, then desperately fled in the opposite direction.

There was a lot of panic.

The spirit crane, who was so proud in front of those people, huddled in a corner limply and dropped its feathers tremblingly.

"..." Ling Zimo.

"Pick it up and eat it yourself."

"..."

Master, how lacking is the common sense of life?

This is a spirit crane, a walking beast. Well, although it is a bit weird, the meat quality is excellent.

Resigned to his fate, Ling Zimo put the Linghe in his storage bag, and followed behind Yan Jiayouqian.

Yan Jiayouqian expressed doubts: "Aren't you hungry? Why don't you eat?"

"...Master, raw food is not suitable."

"Oh." Although it seemed a bit frustrating to others, but He Jiayouqian didn't feel uncomfortable in the slightest, and brought the new apprentice back to the Tenth Peak unconsciously.

"Just one thing, don't be disobedient and betrayal, just do what you want, and don't need to tell me."

"The apprentice takes the order."

I don't know where the clouds are deep——

Yan Jia Youqian is in a daze.

He has spent a long time and has a lot of memories, but he doesn't know what started, and his memory has problems.

Retaining memory, which seems very easy to others, has become very difficult for him. Those important, very important things have been forgotten by him, no, it is not forgotten, but everything is blurred, but like this What is the difference between forget and forget?

Yan Jiayouqian seems to be standing in the corridor of time, there are always many debris floating around him, but he can't catch up.

Why... always can't see clearly?Those memory fragments seemed to be running away all the time, and he kept chasing after them, even though they were already in his hands, they would still turn into streamers and jump away.

My mind is so confused...why do I suddenly want to know something?Because of who?for what?

Wanting to go back to the God Realm... Mother God sees the world with her eyes, if he breaks down, Mother God will definitely know the reason.

Ling Zimo was in a good mood and prepared the food for a long time, so he wanted to serve his master, but he saw the master sitting with his back straight and facing the direction of the door.

White light sprinkled on the hem of his pure-colored clothes, creating a blurred halo, his eyes seemed to be staring at somewhere on the roof, but his pupils were disintegrated and out of focus, and his extremely delicate face was immersed in the light, making it difficult to see clearly. Piao Miao seems to be going away.

Ling Zimo's pupils shrank slightly, his body was ahead of his reason, and he hurriedly approached, calling loudly: "Master!"

Yan Jiayou came back to his senses, and looked over with a pair of indifferent eyes: "What are you doing?"

Ling Zimo was stunned for a moment, a grin broke out on his tense face, his originally fierce Danfeng eyes were bent at a comfortable angle, and his whole body was incredibly gentle, "Master, this is the food made by my disciples, Master, please taste it. .”

Yan Jiayouqian looked at the food displayed on the table, each serving was steaming and delicate, whether it was the arrangement of the plate or the choice of the color of the ingredients, it was perfect.

But he moved his eyes lightly, "No need."

After speaking, he flicked his sleeves and left around the veil of the high platform.

Ling Zimo withdrew his feet from stepping on the stairs, staring fixedly at the spotless jade seat covered with long-haired snow-white fox fur, his cheeks buried in the shadows, wondering what he was thinking.

Later, Yan Jiayouqian discovered that Ling Zimo could be seen everywhere. He would come to bother ordinary people when they had three meals a day, make beds and clean, and he would even do the work of weeding that the servant boy did.

Although he was displeased, he didn't say anything. The super magic cultivation method has not yet been published, and there is no drama to watch in Shi Qu's place. It may be boring, or this person's poor eyes always make people's hearts soft, or something else , let him go.

"Master, would you like to try the lotus seed fish porridge made by Zimo?" It was another morning.

Yan Jiayouqian silently glanced at the plate he was carrying, flicked his sleeves, and stood up.

Ling Zimo lowered his head in disappointment, the gloom in his heart began to brew, and he hid it very well.

Yan Jiayouqian didn't look into other people's soul easily, so he didn't know that he was extremely manic and depressed.

I saw Yan Jiayou slowly swayed to the side and sat down: "Porridge."

Ling Zimo's body froze, the gloom in his heart dissipated, and then he was surprised and ecstatic.

He has been serving his master for several years, and his master never asked him to do anything, never told him about cultivation, and never cared about him.

Is he really just an insignificant character just to kill someone?

His self-esteem made him unable to bear it, but another voice in his heart told him that was not the case.

Since these days, he has always been careful to please, but the master has not responded. He has always been respected in the devil world, and he has never been treated so coldly. This will make him feel a lot of grievances, and even have a desire to destroy.

But fortunately, it has not developed into a demon...

It’s okay, it’s okay...he didn’t treat him as a puppet with no emotion and no need to take care of him...

very nice……

Ling Zimo raised the corners of his mouth, and the red light in his eyes faded.

"Um!"

Ling Zimo nodded his head heavily, with joy on his face, he picked up the jade bowl, filled a bowl of porridge and respectfully placed it in front of him, and set it up for him.

Ling Zimo, but a young man, although he grew up in the Demon Realm, he has always responded to everyone, has a high status, and has a smooth sailing. He has always been held in the palm of his hand. A person who thinks, brings it up on his face.

Yan Jiayou has no expression on his face, and picks up the jade to eat the lotus seeds with pleasant aura. It is bitter at the beginning, but it slowly becomes sweet, and the sweetness gradually becomes stronger. It turns into aura and gathers in the lower abdomen. Moisten the heart.

Ling rice is boiled soft and glutinous, with a slightly sweet taste and aura, but the spring water used to cook the rice is just ordinary spring water, which ruins this passable rice.

It also made Yan Jiayouqian lose the desire to eat.

The shredded radish in cold sauce is made from the fourth-grade ginseng, and the aura is not exhausted except for the condiment, and some are also caught.

Ling Zimo's eyes followed his chopsticks all the time, seeing that he only moved the ordinary cold radish and boiled vegetables, he pretended to be puzzled and asked: "Master, is it not in harmony with the taste?"

"Very good." Yan Jia Youqian touched the corner of her mouth with a snow-white handkerchief and said a few words: "There is a spiritual spring behind the cave."

In Yan Jiayou's shallow vision, most of these meals are covered with gray impurities, how can he eat them?

"Yes?" Although he agreed, he really didn't understand what Master meant.

"The spirit stones in the private treasury can be used at will, you don't need to eat them." For some reason, when the master spoke flatly, he did hear the meaning of disgust.

Is it so?Master dislikes these foods, so he ignores him, you can try to make them next time...

If he remembers correctly the spiritual spring in the back mountain, isn't the spiritual spring used for washing scriptures and cutting marrow, and improving cultivation?Does Master mean to ask him to use the spiritual spring water for cooking?

Ling Zimo was a little relieved.

Master did not dislike him, fortunately...

As long as the master said, he just needs to do it. How can he lose the opportunity to serve the master because of the preciousness of the Lingquan?

Even if it is a magic cultivator, it is just a young man who is not familiar with the world.

Straightforward, longing to be watched, not knowing how to hide, are all young minds.

Cultivating demons is not restrained by the demons of the heart, and can do whatever one wants, but darkness is the easiest to breed in the heart, and so is Ling Zimo.

"Find a job in his position, and in the future just focus on cultivation and don't have to worry about those chores."

"Yes." Ling Zimo looked at Master's cold and lifeless back. He was like a sculpture without temperature and life. He just looked at everything, but he was lifeless, just watching.

Curiosity was revealed in his eyes, and he covered his heart, not knowing why the sudden distress in his heart came from...

Master, what are you thinking about?Say something like that...

Obviously...

Obviously Master is different from those hypocritical spiritual cultivation, so noble, so perfect, so eye-catching, so enviable, why do you still look so lonely?

He had never seen a person like him before, and when he suddenly looked back, he suddenly became interested in a person he wanted to contact.

At that time, I wanted to see what kind of surprises a spiritual practice that was different from ordinary people could bring him.

He is indeed a boring and evil taste, but after some contact, it is only his original intention that has changed.

Ling Zimo did not completely follow the orders of Yan Jiayouqian.

He really worked hard to cultivate, but he still prepared simple and refreshing food for Yan Jiayouqian every day, and tried his best to keep the aura in the food.

And Yan Jiayouqian is also very generous and uses a little of everything, although it is not much, but in Ling Zimo's opinion, he is satisfied...

Such a lofty master has accommodated him for this sake, what is he not satisfied with?

But why?The more he got along with the master, the stronger the emotion in his heart, and that emotion screamed and clamored in his mind.

He still wants Master...

What do you want Master to do?

He kept cutting and untangling, and he couldn't figure out the strands of things...

Today is the day when Shi Qu returns.

The unruly boy ten years ago has grown into a young man, no longer wearing a dusty and coarse shirt, no longer the waste of the five spirit roots.

Shi Qu has transformed into a young gentleman, gentle as jade, with a body like bamboo, dressed in white, holding a white fan, and the aura of the empty and dark period makes him alluring and attractive.

During the ten years under the Wuyin Cliff, he successfully integrated the century-old cultivation base left by Wuyin, broke through the separation and reunion period, reached the Kongming period, and became the fourth person with the cultivation base of Ling Xiaozong.

And at this time, there are still 120 years before the grand opening of the Tianlingzong Sect.

Shi Qu began to prepare for entering Tianlingzong in the future.

Talent, cultivation, rights and resources, all three are indispensable.

He has talent.

So if he marries Zhang Qing, the daughter of Lingxiao Sect Master, he will have countless resources in his hands, and become the next Sect Master, won't he have rights and resources?

The immediate thing is to marry Zhang Qing.

He accepted Zhang Qing's love ten years ago, but do these children's affairs have rights and financial resources?

Since he entered the world, which day has he not worked hard to cultivate and strive to become a master, just to marry his junior sister in a dignified way?

But it is precisely because he has no power or power that he is bullied in Ling Xiaozong. Has the law enforcement elder ever sought justice for him?

What is fair and fair, no talent, no power, isn't his experience a living example? !

As for Junior Sister... as compensation, let's treat her well...

As for Ling Xiaozong, such an indifferent and dark place, hehe, what does it matter if he sacrificed?

A major event happened in Ling Xiaozong. The outer disciple who fell off the cliff ten years ago unexpectedly came back.

And got the inheritance of Wuyin from the ghost, the talent of the five spirit roots turned into an excellent mixed spirit root.

Moreover, in just a few years, he was already at the early stage of Kong Ming's cultivation, and his strength was only ranked fourth under the master of the ten peaks, Bing Lan, the suzerain, and the wandering master of the seven peaks.

The suzerain, Joy, not only rewarded a large amount of resources, but also allowed him to move to the Twelve Peaks and enjoy one peak to himself.

Afterwards, I heard that Shi Qu sincerely asked to marry the suzerain's daughter, and expressed his willingness to do his best for the sect and be loyal to the suzerain.

It is even more a celebration.

The sun is shining and the season is just right.

Yan Jiayouqian had nothing to do, so he asked Ling Zimo to bring a huge fox fur blanket and spread it on the floor, trying to find a sunny position to take a lazy afternoon nap, lying down facing the sun.

The warm sun shone on her body, and it seemed that Yan Jiayouqian's perennially cold body was also warmed up. She was so comfortable that she wanted to stretch, yawn, and then fell into a deep sleep...

Thinking of this, he really fell asleep.