Chapter 232

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In the front was Baili Hui who was sent out, and in the back was the female cultivator from the Hehuan Sect who was both dead and crazy.

Currently, Lord Tuo Yan is becoming more and more rude to the female cultivators of the Hehuan Sect, and recently sent out several of them at once.

Tuo Yanjun originally wanted to leave Peach Blossom Spring to pursue Tong Yishu and find out more about her.

But how to say it?

After all, Tuo Yanjun received the mission from the Immortal Alliance.

Man Deming can promise him anything, but he can't leave Peach Blossom Spring with an uncertain return date.

The final result was that Lord Tuo Yan stayed in Peach Blossom Spring, but he no longer had the good temper he had before towards the female nuns from the Hehuan Sect who were still entangled with him. Although they were not killed, they only had half a breath left.

You say that Mr. Tuo Yan can't get along with a group of juniors, but you don't mind the price reduction.

But no one dares to take care of Lord Tuo Yan.

Man Deming has always turned a blind eye to this matter. As long as Tuo Yanjun can stay at his mission and no lives are lost, he can do as he pleases.

But Tuo Yanjun was not happy.

The female doctor knelt on the ground and said tremblingly: "There are fewer people, but the demand has not changed, so everyone's burden is heavier????????????"

"Were the meals in the cafeteria prepared for nothing?"

"But the Xianmeng set the price for food. Some people have less chips and eat less. They cannot hide the changes in their bodies."

"Trash!" Jiangtao walked over and looked down at the female doctor who was almost touching the ground.

"Then think of a way for me. It's not too late before anything goes wrong. Can you and I bear the consequences of the Lord's failure? If it doesn't work, just include Xiyuan."

"Can"

"But what's the point? I just removed the people from Xiyuan out of fear of trouble. When the Lord gets his wish, there will be no troubles that can't be settled!"

A featureless bird flew silently onto the window frame, poking at the window frame and disturbing the solemn atmosphere in the room.

"Go and have a look."

The female doctor opened the window and took the bird. The bird opened its mouth and spit out a letter.

"My lord."

"Nian." Upon hearing that it was the Lord, Jiangtao said respectfully.

"Is there anyone who is close to Lord Tuo Yan in the Peach Blossom Spring, whether male or female?" Jiangtao recited the task requirements repeatedly. The Lord has always been unpredictable, and she has long been used to it.

"You heard it too, pass it on, remember to do it beautifully and don't make people suspicious????????????"

Mu Cang woke up and drank the blood swallow given to him by Fu Lingjun, and then passed out again.

Shui Miaomiao watched from the side and suddenly understood that it wasn't that the medicine to cure Baihua Sha was too unpleasant to drink, but that Fu Lingjun's craftsmanship was too amazing.

Shui Miaomiao carried the unconscious Mu Cang back to the east room. After all, it was not a problem to keep him in Hongyuxuan.

Although she was suspicious of Dongyuan, she didn't know where to place Mu Cang. After all, Dongshangfang was a good place to live.

After covering Mu Cang with a quilt, Shui Miaomiao turned to the canteen. Naturally, he needed to take a good supplement for his anemia.

Everyone in the cafeteria was beaming with joy because the master of Peach Blossom Spring, layman Xuandu, had spoken.

Because the peach blossoms are very good this year and he is very happy, he asked the cafeteria to start giving out free peach blossom cakes every day, the kind that contain spiritual energy.

After hesitating for a long time, Shui Miaomiao picked up a bag of peach blossom cakes, left the canteen without buying anything, and returned to Hongyuxuan.

To be honest, with such a coincidence, if I didn't suspect that there was something wrong with the canteen, I would be short-sighted.

The peach blossom cakes given in the cafeteria are the same as those given by the female doctor.

And there’s nothing wrong with eating it.

By the way, it was eaten by Jun Weapon Master pretending to be Fu Lingjun.

Shui Miaomiao would not put herself in danger. She wanted to shout, but Jun Weapon Master moved faster and she did not stop him.

"Is it tasty?"

Shui Miaomiao asked.

"It's okay. It's not as delicious as before. Did you cut it when you made it?"

"I didn't do this."

Master Jun immediately spit out the cake in his mouth, "I just said it tasted weird."

"Is there something wrong with the pancakes in the cafeteria?"

Seeing Master Jun's appearance, Shui Miaomiao asked hurriedly.

"No." Master Jun rinsed his mouth.

"My personal taste is that I don't really like to eat things that are said to be made using ancient methods that can preserve the aura of food. Anyway, I don't need it. I always feel that the food in the cafeteria smells like rust."

Is Master Jun's comment a comment from a foodie, or is there something really wrong with the cafeteria?

Forget it, Shui Miaomiao is too lazy to waste time on Jun Weapon Master.

She originally came to Fu Lingjun to dissect them. Since Fu Lingjun was not here, Shui Miaomiao put away the peach blossom cakes and said, "I'll make dinner."

"Why did you make porridge today?"

"It's for little brother." Shui Miaomiao didn't intend to give Mu Cang anything in the cafeteria.

"Little brother? Who are you?"

Shui Miaomiao paused for a moment while stirring the porridge in the pot, then continued.

Master Jun was really becoming more and more careless in front of him. Fu Lingjun would not stare at him while he was cooking, nor would he chatter, let alone ask questions.

Shui Miaomiao was going crazy. At this rate, Master Jun might not notice and stand up in front of him any day. How should he pretend to be confused at that time so as not to appear stupid.

"My little brother is my little brother. Fu Lingjun, don't you think you talk a little too much today?"

After being quiet for a while, Master Jun controlled the wheelchair and walked towards the desk, picked up a book at random and started reading.

now it's right!

Heaving a sigh of relief, Shui Miaomiao put the porridge aside and started cooking.

Shui Miaomiao went to the east room to deliver porridge to her little brother, while Fu Lingjun looked helplessly at Master Jun, who was dancing happily after eating.

"Brother, you know, Sanshui has grown so much that she dares to be cruel to me now."

I don’t know if Sanshui has grown or not, but you haven’t grown at all. I’ll give you time to let yourself go, and you can let me let yourself go here.

Even though it was only in front of Sanshui, Fu Lingjun was worried that Jun Weapon Master was used to it and would behave like this in front of outsiders.

"Brother, you don't want to eat?"

"Whatever." Fu Lingjun pushed the dish in front of Master Jun, "I really don't understand you. Is this different from the food in the cafeteria? The food in the cafeteria also has spiritual energy."

"It's just different. There is a rusty smell in the cafeteria, which has become more obvious recently."

"It's just a picky mouth, and it doesn't smell like rust."

"Brother, I've been meaning to say this all along." Master Jun put down the bowl with a serious look on his face, "Is there something wrong with your sense of taste?"

"Get out of here!"

Shui Miaomiao watched Mu Cang finish the porridge and returned to Hongyuxuan with the food box.

The invisible Jun Weapon Master disappeared and disappeared.

Fu Lingjun sat alone at the desk, eating peach blossom cake and reading a book.

Is there anything wrong with this cake?

It seems that Fu Lingjun eats quite naturally.

Feeling Shui Miaomiao's gaze, Fu Lingjun put down the book and said, "You're back, why are you staring at me?"

"Isn't today's dinner delicious?"

"No." Fu Lingjun flicked the pastry crumbs in his hand. He didn't know if the dinner was delicious because he didn't grab it at all.

"This peach blossom cake is from the cafeteria. How does it taste?" Shui Miaomiao asked cautiously.

"good."

"Nothing strange?"

Fu Lingjun put down the book in his hand and looked over, "Sanshui, what do you want to ask?"

"I just want to know what ingredients are used in this peach blossom cake."