Chapter 644

The eldest sun Wuxie pulled a chicken wing and chewed it twice. Bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah

He Lianxing smiled and blackened his face. The wings were already burnt. He planned to throw them away. This was hit by changsun Wuxie himself. Can you blame him!

"The heavenly palace is the most sacred existence in the whole Huangdao. You need to go through 9999 jade steps even to climb up, and you can't use internal power. I once climbed once and rolled down the mountain halfway." changsun Wuye simply explained the location of the heavenly palace.

Lianqing turned the roast rabbit in her hand and shook her head: "the maid once went with his Majesty the snow emperor in the morning. It was noon when it arrived. She climbed for several hours, but it would be much faster when she went down the mountain."

"Tut Tut, I didn't think that Lianqing's little maid was really lucky. She rolled down half the way when she wanted to climb that place. Unexpectedly, you really climbed to the heavenly palace. Tell me, what does the heavenly palace look like?" the eldest sun Wuxie picked his eyebrows and rubbed Lianqing's side with a smile.

Lian Qingyu glanced at Song Ningyu and carefully looked at Song Ningyu's reaction. Seeing that she had no expression, her heart slowly lifted up and murmured, "the maidservant was just waiting outside the heavenly palace and... Didn't go inside, but looked at the many magnolia trees planted in the heavenly palace."

Song Ningyu's eyes sank slightly. Magnolia tree is her favorite. The white flowers are like moonlight, emitting a shallow fragrance, which makes people feel very comfortable for no reason.

The breeze blew slightly, and a wisp of moonlight slowly broke through the dark clouds and appeared on the people's heads. Midnight has passed. Now it should be light in a few hours. The smell of barbecue gradually began to stimulate people's nose and feeling. Lianqing stared at the yellow and fragrant barbecue and subconsciously swallowed her saliva.

Most of the things in Huangdao pay attention to health preservation. Even a pot of egg soup is likely to add herbs such as Tianqi or dangshen, so everything has a faint medicinal taste. Even song Ningyu's favorite pastries will be filled with a small amount of herbs, so how many Huangdao people dream of eating barbecue like this!

Lian Qing stared at the barbecue with strong meat smell and swallowed his saliva. He sat on a stone and muttered, "I haven't eaten barbecue like this since I grew up so much."

"Really? It's a rare opportunity. You should cherish it. I think you're good at it. You can call and clean what you want to eat and bake it together." eldest sun Wuye has always been a talkative master. His voice is gentle and elegant. He often makes little girls blush and make a secret promise. He doesn't want to marry others.

But the eldest grandson was innocent and didn't show much. He always looked lonely about love. He was as cold as the cold ice in the twelfth lunar month. I don't know how many girls' hearts were broken.

Lianqing carefully looks at Song Ningyu and looks for the answer. After all, song Ningyu is her master. If song Ningyu says she can't, she won't do it.

"Go ahead, bake whatever you want, but on one premise, you must finish it!"

Lian Qing's face was happy, and she strode away towards the forest with the gradually bright moonlight. He Lianxing smiled and looked at the figure gradually covered with moonlight, and suddenly said in a deep voice: "this man is extraordinary."

The eldest sun Wuxie touched his chin and picked his eyebrow: "don't you think she looks more lovely?"

Song Ningyu turned the two roasted rabbits in his hand, raised his eyes and looked at changsun Wuxie: "what do you think of Lianqing?"

"She's cute and has a good figure, but she's too impatient."

"Can you look at women from another angle!" he Lianxing smiled and turned a slightly larger pheasant with disdain in his eyes. This prodigal son of love has been in waves for so many years, but he was still like this. He was not saved!

The eldest sun Wuxie picked his eyebrows. A tear mole on his eyelids became more and more enchanting and amorous in the Moonlight: "childe Helian, sometimes women need to coax."

He Lianxing smiled and fell on song Ningyu suspiciously. He raised his hand and picked his eyebrow: "you coax her to try and see if Ning Yu will slap you dead."

Well, the eldest sun was innocent and speechless. He bowed his head and turned the barbecue in his hand. With the addition of those condiments, the smell became more and more strong. Bang bang, with a figure running quickly, three slightly larger pheasants were thrown on the ground, and the dust on the ground was raised. He rushed towards song Ningyu.

He Lianxing smiled and subconsciously stretched out his wide sleeve to block song Ningyu's eyes. Changsun Wuxie stared at the corners of the three chickens' mouths and drew. A cold light flashed in his hands. His knife technique was like a cook to relieve cattle. He swam between the bones of the chicken, and the skin of the chicken was scratched down.

"Thank you, innocent childe! I'll wash it now." Lianqing happily carried three pheasants whose fur and viscera were missing and ran towards the stream. Song Ningyu raised her eyebrows. The afterglow from the corner of her eyes fell on Lianqing who was squatting by the stream. The moonlight pulled a reflection on the stream. The mountain scenery was pleasant to birds. Birds perched on the branches and dozed.

Song Ningyu's Roasted meat has already begun to eat. When Lianqing dawdles to wash it, there is only one rabbit leg left for her. She roasts the other three. Lianqing chews the rabbit meat and praises it for its good taste.

The sky slowly began to shine. Song Ningyu smiled and narrowed against Helian star for a while. The burning firewood occasionally made a crackling sound. The sound of insects was like a music score. Several people leaned against each other and slept a little heavy, but song Ningyu felt it the first time a figure came to her.

The figure slowly approached her, and the shadow was mixed with a slow cold and sharp murderous spirit. Song Ningyu's eyes trembled slightly, and suddenly tightly clasped the man's hand stretched out to her nose. He fiercely opened his eyes. Lian Qing's face turned white, and the crystal bottle at his fingertips fell to the ground with a bang, smashed, and there was a liquid like water poured out.

Lian Qing was so frightened that she looked at Song Ningyu in a daze. She mumbled at the corner of her lips, and her face was pale with fear: "Dian... Your highness."

"What are you doing?" song Ningyu's cold eyes raised a strong killing intention, which scared Lian back in the Qing Dynasty. She stepped on the pile of extinguished ashes in front of song Ningyu. She stared at Song Ningyu's head, her fingers trembled and murmured, "there are... Poisonous... Poisonous spiders."

"Don't move!" he Lianxing smiled and clasped song Ningyu's hand. His hand slowly took out a wooden stick and knocked down the green hairpin on song Ningyu's head. Song Ningyu looked at the spider and suddenly changed his face.