When heimu came to the back door of Ye's house, he remembered one thing and scratched his head with a little regret.

Why didn't the master let Xiao Lingniao spread the message unknowingly, but let his subordinate sneak into the Ye family to tell the news.

Alas, he has a hard life!

With emotion, heimu was still thinking about when to sneak in.

"Tweet ~"

Just as he was thinking hard, a bird's cry came from the wall. Blackwood looked up and saw the blue feather spirit bird looking at him condescending and cold. His eyes were full of joy.

Black wood danced like a monkey to show his intention, and then hurriedly took out paper and pen from Najie to write a letter.

Since the Lord's son Ye Mulin sent a message through the flying bird, their subordinates have conspicuously prepared the four treasures of study for emergencies, which is really useful now.

Heimu is happy and exaggerates himself. At the same time, he also writes down the things that need to be reported in detail.

When Blackwood carefully rolled into a small paper roll, the blue feather spirit finch flew down very conspicuously, opened his mouth and pecked the small paper roll. Before Blackwood opened his mouth and told him, he had flown away, which was not generally cold.

Ebony looked at the blue feather spirit bird flying away, moved his lips, silently turned and left.

As soon as ye feiran came out of the space, the blue feather spirit bird immediately rushed over, opened its sharp mouth, and a small paper roll immediately came into her eyes.

"Eh, your master has sent me a message again!" said Ye feiran, picking up a small paper roll.

The blue feather lingque shook her head, flew down on ye feiran's shoulder, closed her eyes and inhaled hard. The hostess was so fragrant!

It is not a colored bird, but it just likes the smell of the hostess and smells very comfortable.

Ye feiran doesn't know the little action of the blue feather spirit bird. Seeing the content on the small paper roll, she falls into meditation.

Master Li Qiuxiang's brother wants revenge. This is a good opportunity.

At the thought of this, ye Fei Ran's lips raised a radian and killed people with a knife. Who wouldn't!

Ye feiran wrote a small note and ordered, "Lan Yu, go back and ask Master Li Qiuxiang's brother what kind of accomplishments?"

"JOJO ~"

The blue feather finch answered and fluttered away.

Its speed was so fast that it disappeared into the sunset.

When the blue feather lingque came back, ye feiran just came out of the bath. She looked at the note and narrowed her eyes slightly. Is there a monk LINGJI?

Ah... You can kill with a knife!

Without delay, ye feiran immediately prepares what she needs, hastily solves the dinner and sneaks out quietly.

When she came to the place where she had killed Li Qiuxiang and master Li Qiuxiang, she saw a figure that seemed to be integrated with the night.

"Why are you here?" ye feiran asked with an eyebrow, but she was moved.

Night Mu Lin turned to look at ye feiran and gently opened his thin lips, "you are not the opponent of LINGJI friar now. I don't trust you."

Ye Fei ran looked up and down at Ye Mu Lin, and raised an arc of ridicule on her face. "So, your cultivation must be above the spiritual silence period!"

In the face of Ye feiran's inconstancy, night Mu Lin helplessly pinched the center of his eyebrows, changed the topic and said, "what are you going to do?"

Ye Fei ran took a slight puff from the corner of her mouth and said with her hands around her chest, "didn't you guess?"

Night Mu Lin's lip corner was hooked, "OK, you decorate it, and I'll help you keep the wind."

"Thank you!"

Ye feiran is not hypocritical. She thanks and immediately arranges the murder scene.

Before long, ye feiran arranged it. Her arrangement was very simple, but it was irrefutable. It was very difficult to deny, but if the people of the Zhu family were smart, they could easily wash away their grievances.

Ye feiran's hatred in Fang Dong's heart is also gambling that the Zhu family are anxious and can't think of a way to wash away their grievances.

Moreover, even if the Zhu family washes away their grievances, because of the existence of Ye Hai, it will not involve the Ye family and her so soon.

As long as she has time, she can naturally kill more people with a knife according to the development of things.

Ye feiran is quite sure of this plan.

Night Mu Lin looked at the little woman who came in the moonlight. The corners of her mouth couldn't help raising a radian. She asked softly, "OK?"

"OK." ye feiran nodded, "go, I'll make you a snack, but I'll borrow your dining room."

Welfare came so suddenly that night Mu Lin was very happy, "let's go!"

The two men walked side by side. Night Mu Lin looked at a dark place without moving.

Night palace, dining room.

"Ran'er, do you need chef Gao to give you a hand?" night Mu Lin asked, with a touch of hard to hide expectation in the bottom of his eyes.

The little woman promised to make a snack for him, but he looked forward to it for a long time. Tonight finally ushered in the first meal. Can he not look forward to it?

Ye feiran waved her hand, "no, where you need to disturb chef Gao, just tell me where the materials are."

Night Mu Lin naturally didn't know. Heimu, who had been immediately behind him, came forward to introduce him in time.

Ye feiran looked at Blackwood and raised a teasing smile on her face.

Blackwood immediately scratched his head a little embarrassed. He just sometimes came to the dining room to find food.

Ye feiran glances at the dining room and asks Ye Mulin to prepare a man responsible for burning the fire, so she drives him and Blackwood out.

Blackwood turned back three steps and asked curiously, "master, what do you think your wife will do? Can you really eat?"

At night, his eyes glanced coolly at the black wood. "Very idle?"

Hearing the speech, Blackwood immediately aroused his spirits and said, "master, my subordinates think of something that hasn't been arranged yet. My subordinates will arrange it immediately."

Night Mu Lin looked at heimu's back and looked back at the dining room. He looked forward to it more and more. The snack made by ran Er should be able to eat!

No, even if it's hard to eat, he will eat it all. What matters is Ran'er's mind. It doesn't matter how it tastes.

Half an hour later, ye feiran made two bowls of soup noodles, not only beef, vegetables, but also a poached egg. At the same time, she made a cold cucumber, a cold fungus, a fried peanuts, a duck chin, and a jar of wine.

Night Mu Lin looked at the things on the stone table and praised, "Ran'er, the soup powder and dishes sell well. I don't know how they taste?"

Ye Fei ran glanced at Ye Mu Lin and said, "hurry to eat noodles! Otherwise, the noodles will not be delicious later."

With that, ye feiran took the lead in eating. She is a food product. Her cooking is not bad, not to mention the seasoning of her previous life. It can't be delicious.

"Good!"

Night Mu Lin answered and ate soup powder gracefully. At the entrance, a touch of surprise appeared in the bottom of his eyes.

After chewing and swallowing carefully, he praised and said, "I didn't expect that Raner's cooking is so good. I'll have a blessing in the future."

Hearing the speech, ye feiran was slightly stunned. The last sentence was really fantastic, but it was only a little fleeting.

"Apart from this meal, there are 19 more. Your Highness the night king should cherish it."

Night Mu Lin's dark eyes looked at ye feiran, stopped talking, and gracefully ate the bowl of soup powder, not even a drop of soup juice.

Ye feiran pushed the two bowls aside, reached out and poured a glass of wine for ye Mulin, smiled and said, "these are wine and vegetables, have a taste!"

Next, ye Mulin tasted it slowly and cherished the first snack ye feiran made for him. His eyes were full of happy smiles. Even after decades, he still clearly remembered the taste of the first snack.