When the silver haired girl put the waterless small round cake into her mouth, Luochuan keenly noticed that there were some waves in the red eyes.

"She seems to like it." Demon Ziyan whispered to Luochuan.

The food in the mouth has not yet swallowed, has picked up another piece of cake.

Breakfast more than a stranger to join the customer, compared with the usual brought a lot of change, at least Luochuan and demon Ziyan attention have a large part of her body.

"Where did you put the fruit?" Luochuan asked in a low voice.

"In the fruit porridge." The demon purple smoke answers in a low voice.

The conversation between the two did not have any impact on the girl. Her spirit seemed to be completely immersed in the process of eating and could not respond to the outside world.

Under the gaze of Luochuan and demon Ziyan, she looked at the fruit porridge in front of her and took a sip with a spoon.

The action suddenly froze, the cold face is broken like ice, some kind of brilliance appears in the eyes of a little inanimate, and the mouth is also slightly open.

"It seems that it does have an impact." Demon Ziyan said in a low voice.

Looking at the scene in front of her, she seemed to think of her previous experience, and a strange expression appeared on her face.

Luochuan looked at the silver haired girl's expression, looking forward to the next change.

A few seconds later, she covered her mouth and coughed violently. Tears appeared in the corners of her eyes.

Luochuan and demon Ziyan didn't show any unexpected look. This reaction was normal. Demon Ziyan still remembered that she could feel a strange smell in her mouth the next day after eating it.

The cough lasted a few minutes before the end of the time, the silver haired girl looked at the fruit porridge in front of her, and her face clearly showed a look of fear.

Compared with the original expressionless appearance, it is a great progress.

According to Luochuan's judgment, she should not drink the next fruit porridge, but the effect has been achieved.

"This is What? " A little dry but pleasant voice came from the silver haired girl's mouth. It seemed that she had not spoken for a long time.

Compared with the previous hoarse voice, it seems that the mask should also have the effect of changing voice. Luochuan has come to this conclusion.

"Fruit porridge." Demon Ziyan said.

It's just a special fruit provided by the boss. She added in her heart.

The silver haired girl frowned, as if suffering from some kind of pain.

"It might help you to drink it all." Demon Ziyan reminds her.

Luochuan did not speak, but watched the scene quietly.

The girl's eyes fell on the fruit porridge in front of her, and her face appeared hesitant. It seems that her experience just now has brought her a deep impression.

She weighed it in her mind.

Seems to have made a big decision, deep breath, eyes flash a decisive.

Pick up the fruit porridge and drink it down.

But obviously, it doesn't change the taste.

Another few minutes of severe coughing.

Wipe away the tears from the corners of the eyes, and finally returned to normal.

Although the face is still expressionless appearance, but compared with just took off the mask, the eyes obviously have a look.

"What's your name?" Demon Ziyan looked at her with a little curiosity.

"Name?" The words of demon Ziyan seem to let the silver haired girl fall into memory.

A puzzled look appeared on his face and he shook his head.

Luochuan ate a cake and looked at the world tree in the corner.

It's amnesia again. I don't know what's the relationship with the world tree. It's also because of the influence of the abyss.

After silence, the silver haired girl spoke again: "frost."

"Your name?" The demon Ziyan was a little confused with her meaning.

The silver haired girl shook her head and then nodded again.

Demon Ziyan frowned and seemed to understand the idea she wanted to express: "forget your name, so use this temporarily?"

The silver haired girl nodded.

Luochuan looked at the two people's conversation and felt a strange feeling in his heart.

Forget it, it doesn't matter.

Go on eating breakfast.

After eating the fruit porridge, the silver haired girl who claimed to be frost for the time being did not seem to have much change compared with the original one. She was still reticent and did not say a word after answering the question of demon Ziyan.

After breakfast, demon Ziyan went to the second floor.

"The goods in the store are all here. There are all the ways to use them on the wall. You can have a look." Luochuan did not forget his responsibility as the boss, explaining the relevant information of the origin mall to ice cream.

The silent silver haired girl just nodded to Luochuan. She looked at the black mask in her hand. After hesitation, she did not choose to wear it again.

"How did you learn from boss yuan?" Jiang Shengjun asked curiously.

He and Bu Li Ge walked on the streets of the city, using spiritual power to isolate the rain outside.There are still many residents of Jiuyao City talking about Bu Li Ge being accepted as an apprentice by Yuan GUI.

When you go into a restaurant when you eat, most of the guests talk about this.

As for the fact that he was a cook with Yuan GUI, nobody mentioned it. For the cultivator, the strength level is very important. Whether he is a cook or a student's disciple, the purpose is the same, and there is no difference between superior and inferior.

Now Jiang Shengjun has no idea to compete with Bu Li Ge. He was shocked for a long time when he just heard that Bu Li Ge was accepted as his apprentice by the kitchen god.

His diehard friend changed and became the apprentice of the highest cultivator in Tianlan land, which made him feel a little unrealistic.

However, even if the identity has changed so much, Bu Li Ge has not changed much. He still lives a regular life in three places: Zhennan Houfu, Yuangui Xiaodian and Yuanyuan mall.

"The teacher said that I should go to study every night." Step away from the song to answer.

The heavy rain is still continuing. There are not many pedestrians on the streets of Jiuyao city in the early morning. The two people are talking and moving in the direction of the origin mall.

At the door of Yuangui's shop, there were bursts of white water mist floating away, which was integrated into the rain curtain.

"It's just in time. It seems that master's breakfast is almost done." Bu Li Ge looks at Yuan GUI's shop not far away.

"It used to feel a little weird with you." Jiang Shengjun muttered in a low voice.

Bu Li Ge sniffed: "there is a light sweetness in the air. It seems that today's breakfast is sweet again. By the way, what did you say just now

"Nothing." Jiang Shengjun shook his head and took a few deep breaths like walking away from the song. "Is there any smell in the air? Why can't I smell anything? "

"It's about personal talent." Mentioning this topic, Bu Li Ge's face suddenly appeared a proud look, "obviously you don't have this talent."

Jiang Shengjun