V1.Chapter 24

It was almost dark at dinner. When Wenyu came out of the hall, it was completely dark. Glancing at the strange stars, Wen Yu took a deep breath and then strode towards the guest room. In front of the crowd, Wen Yu was very relaxed. It seemed that it didn't matter whether he could practice magic or fight spirit. In fact, he was more or less lost in his heart. The strength of magicians and fighting soldiers put a lot of pressure on Wen Yu. It was like two unshakable mountains pressing on his head. Wen Yu didn't want his hard won family to bear the reputation of waste because of himself. In this continent where people speak with their fists, only strong strength can wash away the reputation. "Yi Tian Jue" is powerful, but it is too difficult to practice.

"Yi Tian Jue" is divided into six layers: entering heaven, body heaven, meeting heaven, understanding heaven, breaking heaven and Yi heaven. Due to the cultivation in previous lives and the abundant aura in this continent, Wen Yu is sure to reach Hui heaven in one year and understanding heaven in three years, but he doesn't know how long it will take to break the last two layers. In his previous life, Wen Yu began to practice Yitian Jue at the age of 15. Because there was no guidance, it took him six years to reach the fourth level of enlightenment due to his bumpy exploration and practice. However, in the nine years from his age of 21 to 30, no matter how hard he tried, he could not break through the enlightenment and reach the breaking heaven. "Yi Tian Jue" is extremely powerful. Otherwise, Wen Yu could not have swept the earth's killer world with the strength of Wu Tian level, frightening the enemy.

But now it's different. This is not the earth, but a magical continent with magic and fighting spirit. The strong can be seen everywhere. The strongest guy can destroy a city with one move. What a terrible power. Wen Yu asked himself that he can't do it. If he can reach the level of understanding heaven, he can blow down a two-story building with one move, and Wen Yu stole music. Therefore, Wen Yu is under great pressure, but he is not discouraged. The more difficult it is to break through the latter two layers of Yitian Jue, the more powerful it must be. Wen Yu believes that if he can reach the level of Yitian, he will definitely have the strength to compete with the strongest on the mainland, because there is such a sentence in the commentary of the last layer of Yitian Jue - reaching the realm of Yitian, Can be integrated with heaven and earth. What is the strongest power between heaven and earth? The power of nature is the strongest. Being integrated with heaven and earth means the power to drive nature. At the thought of this, Wen Yu could not help smiling with pride. He said that he was fighting with magic. I will make you bow down and be a minister in front of the Yi Tian Jue created by my ancestors. I am a descendant of the Chinese people. I am afraid of birds!

When he opened the door of the guest room, Wen Yu frowned slightly, because Ruixue still had no eyes and sat by the bed with a dull look. The chicken soup sent by Wen Yu had already been cold.

Wen Yu didn't speak and walked out of the room with cold chicken soup. When he came in again, the chicken soup in his hand kept steaming. Obviously, he went to heat the chicken soup. When he walked to the bed with the chicken soup, the whole room was filled with delicious meat smell.

Wen Yu still didn't speak, but pulled over a stool and sat in front of Ruixue. He held chicken soup in his left hand and a small spoon in his right hand. He gently scooped a spoon of chicken soup and blew it on his mouth, and then sent it to Ruixue's mouth.

Ruixue's empty eyes finally had some color. Although it was not very obvious, it was captured by Wenyu. Ruixue didn't open her mouth, and Wenyu didn't take back the spoon. They just stood still. After a while, the soup in the spoon became cold. Wenyu poured the cold soup back into the bowl and scooped another spoonful of hot soup to Ruixue. Once, twice, three times... Until the whole bowl of soup cools down again.

Wen Yu walked out of the guest room with the cooled chicken soup again and smiled bitterly to himself. When did I become so patient? If I had put it in the past, I would hand over the soup to anyone. If he dared not drink it, I would find a funnel and put it into his mouth. Hehe, is it because the girl's hair is black and has the characteristics of Chinese people? Or is it because she, like me, bears a curse? It's strange why when I first saw her in the street, my reaction was so intense, just like my soul was pulled away. Wen Yu didn't think any more because he had already entered the kitchen.

The kitchen has been cleaned, and there is only one left behind cook in the huge kitchen. Seeing Wen Yu coming in, the cook quickly got up and saluted Wen Yu, "young master!"

"Well," Wen Yu smiled back, "Grandpa larisra, you don't have to salute when you see me later. A noble cook doesn't need to salute anyone. Why haven't you slept yet?"

Aristola was stunned for a moment, and then bowed down in panic. "Young master, don't call me Grandpa. The villain can't afford it. Just call me aristola. You are the master and I am a slave. If the slave doesn't show courtesy to the master, he will be punished by the God of light."

"It's the bird God of light again!" Wen Yu said with a frown, and then ordered in a strong tone: "I order you as a young master not to salute me in the future! Grandpa arisra, please help me make a fire and I'll stew chicken soup. You can deal with this cold bowl."

"Gulu" aristola swallowed his saliva, pointed to the cold chicken soup put down by Wen Yu and said with a dry smile: "young master, can you give this bowl of chicken soup to the little one?"

The touch of arislanu Yan's maidservant knee made Wen Yu uncomfortable, but he could only shake his head and sigh. Can a continent's civilization be changed in two words. "Well, you're using a small fire. The chicken soup doesn't taste good when it's cold."

With Wen Yu's permission, Aristella looked straight at the bowl of cold chicken soup and swallowed water in her stomach.

Half an hour later, Wen Yu walked out of the kitchen with a bowl of hot chicken soup. As soon as he came out of the kitchen, Aristella's pupils contracted sharply, and his sharp eyes were no worse than a young fighter. Unfortunately, the sharp eyes only lasted for a moment, and the next moment became extremely greedy. The only constant was the target of the two eyes - the cold chicken soup on the chopping board.

Wen Yu sat down in front of Ruixue again with the freshly prepared chicken soup and said softly, "the bowl has been hot once and is not delicious. I stewed another bowl for you and I made it myself." then he repeated the action just now - scoop a spoonful of chicken soup, put it on his mouth and blow it to Ruixue's mouth.

Once, twice, three times... From persuading Ruixue to drink soup at the beginning to competing with Ruixue. Wen Yu clenched his teeth like a child and said secretly, I don't believe I can't open your mouth. If you don't drink this bowl, I'll get another bowl. If you don't drink it, I'll get it again. I am a descendant of the Chinese people. I should adhere to the traditional virtue of conquering people with virtue. Yes, that's it. I don't hit people. I want to convince people with virtue. Wen Yu tried to resist the impulse to hit others and warned himself.

If Aristella knew this, he would certainly cheer for Ruixue and let her stick to it. So I can taste the delicious chicken soup again.

"Hey, it's cold again. The girl's patience is much stronger than I thought. If she doesn't speak again, I'll go into the kitchen again." Wen Yu sighed darkly, looking at the chicken soup gradually cooling in his hand. "I'm a Chinese, nothing can beat me. I don't beat people, but I want to convince people with virtue!" Wen Yu had the impulse to beat people again, but he soon forced him down.

When Wenyu handed the spoon to Ruixue's mouth for the last time, the girl's cherry mouth finally opened. Wen Yu's face burst into a victorious smile.