Chapter 141
Lin Qing looked at his junior brother who was pointing at his nose and scolding him with a dark look.
Junior brother's voice became weaker and weaker, and finally, he retracted his fingers in a sly voice: "Hey, senior brother..."
“Take your face, no one will compete with you!” Lin Qing angrily handed the face to his junior brother.
“Haha, I knew that Senior Brother is a man of integrity and of extremely high quality. He is a rare disciple of Master!”
Then, the junior brothers behind watched Lin Qing take away the last bowl of noodles while the one in front praised Lin Qing.
"What are you looking at!" Lin Qing blushed and rushed to Fei Ying's side, turning her back to everyone.
I said I won’t fight with that junior brother, but I didn’t say I won’t fight with you!
“That’s right, it’s this spirit of giving up your face just for a bite. It’s great. You are worthy of being my disciple, Fei Ying!” Fei Ying did not forget to give Lin Qing a thumbs up while eating the noodles.
Lin Qing took a bite of noodles and decided not to argue with others.
The eyes of the junior brothers were filled with tears.
Lin Qing felt that the sour soup was very suitable for him. He had not had much appetite since the beginning of summer, but now his appetite was suddenly whetted. Seeing that he had almost finished drinking the soup and had not eaten a few bites of noodles, Lin Qing poked his head in. Get to the pot.
Since he was cooking for others, Chen Muxue did not use his own iron pot, but used a large pot in the kitchen.
Lin Qing poured the noodle soup into the bowl, thinking that it would be better to add two more salts.
When he turned around, Feiying, who had finished eating the noodles, pointed his sword at him with murderous intent, almost scaring his bowl away.
Could it be that Chen Muxue took the opportunity to add some strange medicine to harm his Liuyun Sect?
No way, she herself is still in the Liuyun Sect, so she wouldn’t do such a stupid thing!
I heard Fei Ying faintly say: "You poured too much juice, you can't keep it for a long time!"
"When you add so much soup, it completely dilutes its original taste and loses its original deliciousness. How come you, the apprentice, don't praise you so much? I just praised you, and you turn around and make such an insult to the food." This thing, alas, is really embarrassing for me!" Feiying sighed with a heavy tone.
I really appreciate you. Lin Qing wordlessly picked up a piece of noodles and put it into his mouth. Well, the taste was a bit bland.
"Okay, okay, you can eat whatever you want. If you don't know, you might think you are Aristotle's sister Jeanne Masto." Chen Muxue patted Fei Ying on the shoulder.
Fei Ying put away his sword: "Who is Aristotle?"
Lin Qing holds his forehead, Master, is the key point the first name? What they mean is that you have too many things to do!
Outside the house, Cen Li, who had finished eating noodles, was wearing a pig mask and pinched off a paper crane.
Mr. Shen and Shen Yao happened to be passing by. The old man nudged his daughter with his elbow: "What do you think of that man? He looks like a talented person!"
"Are you serious, dad? That man is wearing a mask with a pig face painted on it." Shen Yao felt helpless.
"Look at the clothes he's wearing, even if he's a pig, he's still a pig from the Immortal Sect. It's rare to see him!" Mr. Shen was quite open-minded.
Shen Yao remembered Cen Li chasing the exposed fox eyes. She said helplessly: "Dad, he came with Miss Chen. They are both fine. Besides, why bother? Maybe there is someone waiting in the distance. Looking at me!"
Mr. Shen glanced at Shen Yao: "Who? King Yama?"
Shen Yao: "...Do you not like your daughter so badly?!" (End of this chapter)