Chapter 1264

Emperor Fu shakes his heart for a moment and exclaims: No, when did she become so abnormal?

Besides, she doesn't have that kind of feeling for Yeyuan

Just when she was suspicious of life in her heart, Mo Shuang busily added, "you're doing it to brother ye, holding him and saying you're going to cut him."

Emperor Fuyao's mouth twitched slightly, "really?"

Mo Shuang nodded solemnly, "what else did he say that he was responsible for you? You should hang him on the wall to show people. Beauty, what's the relationship between you and brother ye? "

Emperor Fu Yao's face is dark.

Come on, stop it!

She can do this kind of immorality after drinking, it must be wrong to regard the night abyss as the night heavy abyss.

"What about the others?"

"Brother Ye is angry. I'm afraid I won't see you in a short time." Mo Shuang said while quietly observing her look.

Emperor Fuyao frowned slightly and said in a guilty tone: "really angry?"

Mo Shuang said with a gloating smile: "No. You were like a wild cat last night. You scratched brother Yeh like that. If it were me No, I'm thick skinned. I'm not as delicate as brother Ye. I've been scratched all over my body. Ha ha ha. "

The more emperor Fuyao listened, the more guilty he felt. He was uneasy to sit and stand, and went out in a hurry.

Just to the door, it hit a solid wall of meat.

Look up.

And Yeyuan that pair of obsidian bright Phoenix eyes four eyes opposite.

His face, neck and clavicle all the way down were red marks scratched by his fingernails. Where he was strong, there were fine threads of blood. As expected, it was almost the same as what Mo Shuang said, but she looked at it, and it was even worse.

Emperor Fuyao immediately backed away with a guilty heart and said awkwardly: "that Then what... "

"When you wake up, eat first." Yeyuan, like a nobody, brings her porridge.

Mo Shuang curiously came forward to see that the porridge was cooked with golden chicken, and the smell was delicious.

Jinsi chicken is a kind of spirit beast in the mountains near Zhushen mountain outside the city of God. Its feathers are like a Phoenix. It is golden and beautiful. Its meat is delicious and contains spirit power. It is a great tonic for monks. But golden chicken is a famous fighting chicken. Although it is a spirit beast, it is more ferocious than a fierce beast. A sharp mouth can peck life into dregs. Its combat effectiveness is amazing, which makes many monks feel frightened and dare to watch from a distance.

"So you went out before dawn to catch the Golden Chicken?" Ink frost has a profound meaning.

He just didn't expect that the little beauty was so heavy in the heart of the night abyss.

Yeyuan ignored him, and personally brought the golden chicken porridge to the front of emperor Fuyao, scooped up a spoonful and sent it to her mouth, looking forward to it, "how about having a taste?"

Just smelling the smell, Emperor Fuyao had a big appetite. Without saying a word, he grabbed the spoon and ate it with relish.

"Delicious! Really delicious! The cooking in this inn is really good. "

Yeyuan's eyebrows and eyes are full of smiles, "if you like, you can eat every day."

Near Zhushen mountain, there are not only Jinsi chicken, but also many spirit beasts with good taste.

Xiaoyaoer likes it, so he goes to the mountain to catch the spirit beast every day.

One side of the single dog ink frost smell Golden Chicken Porridge delicious taste, can not help but saliva flooding, look sad.

No, no! How delicious! He has to go to the kitchen and have a drink!

Mo Shuang turned and rushed out of the room. When she came to the back kitchen of the inn, she could still smell the light delicious smell and quickly said, "where is the golden chicken porridge? Give me a bowl, no! Three bowls first, the big one! "

The chef shook his head, "if you go back to ink less night, there is no golden chicken porridge."

The ink frost two eyes stare big, the spirit shout a way: "what have not?"? I smell it! Take it out quickly. It's not advisable to eat alone! "

It's all the fault of that guy Yeyuan. If he doesn't have anything to catch, he will have a big appetite. If he doesn't eat, he can't!

"Not really." The chef said with a bitter smile, "the golden chicken porridge was cooked by the night patriarch himself, without a small hand."

Mo frost a Leng, inconceivable way: "gold silk chicken porridge unexpectedly is night yuan personally cook?"

"Yes. At night, the clan leader began to cook Golden Chicken Porridge before dawn

"What about the rest of the golden chicken porridge? He only carried one bowl. What about the rest? " Mo Shuang squints slightly, "is it hidden by you?"

The cook's face changed with fright, and he quickly explained: "master Mo has wronged me, and the rest has been taken away by the night patriarch. There is no porridge left in this pot. I don't believe you

He lifted the lid of the pot, ink frost a look, sure enough, the pot empty, but there are still fresh delicious road residue, hook his heart itch.

"Is there any Golden Chicken in this shop? If you have any, please make arrangements for me! " Mo Shuang said.

The Cook said with a bitter smile: "Golden Chicken is a ferocious spirit beast. Few people can catch it in the city of God."

Mo Shuang is like a frustrated ball, disappointed and grinning, "Yeyuan, I curse you for being caught by the little beauty again tonight!"

In the room.Emperor Fuyao ate three bowls of Golden Chicken Porridge in a row. He was not satisfied.

When touching the round tummy, I quietly look to the night abyss.

I didn't expect that Yeyuan was staring at her all the time. Her eyes were burning, as if they could burn people's hearts.

"Yesterday..." Emperor Fuyao thought about how to explain his scratch injury.

The night deep hook lips deep meaning a smile, "no harm. The little demon likes this, and I like it, too. It's painful and happy. "

The emperor shook the black man's question mark face, "ha?"

"Xiaoyao'er angrily accused me of losing you last night. I don't know where I did wrong and made you unhappy?" Yeyuan asked seriously.

"No, I don't, I'm not. Don't talk nonsense." Emperor Fu Yao denied.

The night abyss eye ground flashed a touch of doubt inquiry.

After getting drunk again last night, xiaoyao'er accused him of being a heartbreaker. He was so angry that he gnashed his teeth and loved and hated him, which made his heart soft and in a mess.

He didn't know what was wrong. He could change it as long as she was happy.

Emperor Fuyao tangled for a moment, but said: "in fact, this is a misunderstanding, I said the person is not you."

Yeyuanjun face suddenly stiff, frost shrouded, "not me?"

"Well." She nodded.

Yeyuan seized her hand. "It's not me. Who else would it be?"

"It's just someone you don't know."

In his dark and unbelievable eyes, Emperor Fuyao didn't know what was wrong. He suddenly felt guilty, as if he had made a big mistake.

Last night, Jiuyuan held her hand tightly and said, "you are staring at me? The one you call him is the one you love? "

Emperor Fuyao felt a pain in his heart.

Loved ones?

Love, she still love yechongyuan, dare to love again.

She was silent.

Yeyuan's eyes were scarlet, and he laughed at himself: "so these days, I'm just being amorous. Your teasing is just a spur of the moment. I don't really like you."

"Yeyuan, I..." Emperor Fuyao looked at his eyes full of hurt, and suddenly he couldn't speak what he said. He got stuck in his throat and felt as if he was being cut by a knife.