Chapter 4470

Because Liu Sanjue is the oldest, and he has a tendency to be an outsider. At the beginning, they all regarded him as an elder. They thought that Gu Fenghua and others were his younger generation, and they went out with him. Until now, I found that in front of Gu Fenghua, Liu Sanjue didn't have the airs of a senior. He raised his hands and raised his feet with a respectful attitude, as if he were a junior of Gu Fenghua.

"Elder martial sister Gu, elder Liu, I'll take you to Xianyun Pavilion. It's where our Yunchuan clan entertains distinguished guests. It's said that the gathering spirit array was personally laid by our founder." Look at the sky gradually dark down, Lu Linfeng said to Gu Fenghua and others.

"No, let's live here. It's still clean." Gu Fenghua said.

When their cultivation reaches this level, many people have been shut up for hundreds of years, but they may not be able to gain much. If they just rely on the spirit gathering array, no matter how abundant the aura of heaven and earth is, it doesn't mean much to them. What's more, they can't stay in Yunchuan for a long time, so there's no need to bother.

"Well, I'll clean the room." Lu Linfeng is not old, straightforward and doesn't give much advice.

"Don't be in a hurry. Drink porridge and then clean it slowly." Said Lorne.

"Congee?" Gu Fenghua and others were all stunned.

"The barbecue is delicious, but it's a little greasy. Lin Feng is not in the mood to get anything to eat on weekdays. All of a sudden, eating so much meat is bad for his health, so I cooked some lotus seed porridge by the way." Lorne said, looking at Lu Linfeng's eyes full of pity.

"Where did you get the pot?" Ye colorless asks curiously. Just now, he could see clearly that the only pot in the kitchen had been broken by Lu Linshan's group, but he didn't know what Miss Luo used to cook porridge.

"I found it at the bottom of the cupboard. Don't worry. I've washed it many times and it's clean. I can't kill you." Lorne was not angry.

Ye colorless remembers that there is indeed an old wooden cabinet in the kitchen. Probably because of their unexpected arrival, Lu Linshan's men didn't have time to smash it.

Lu Linfeng looked at Luo en: is there a pot in the cupboard? He has moved here for several years, but he didn't find it.

Since his mother's death, he has not been cared so much for a long time. His pale and indifferent face became softer, his eyes were moved, and his eyes were red.

Soon, Lorne returned to the yard with a porridge pot. The plump grains of rice are crystal clear, like pearls, and the lotus seeds are white as jade. The fresh fragrance of rice and lotus is refreshing.

Although they have just eaten several roast chickens and rabbits, Lu Linfeng and Chen Juan still can't help but move their fingers and groan when they smell the smell of porridge.

"Well, it smells good. It tastes more delicious." Lorne was obviously very satisfied with this pot of lotus seed porridge, and said triumphantly when he heard the growling in their stomachs.

"It smells good, but is it really edible?" White fat man very evil scenery said.

In fact, he admired Miss Luo's culinary talent. No matter what kind of dishes, she could make them with perfect color, fragrance and taste, which brought great enjoyment to people's sense of smell and taste. But the problem is that after eating it, the feeling of not being able to survive or die is also unforgettable.