"Is there malatang in this world?" The easiest and most delicious thing Yan Ying could think of was malatang.
【System: No host.】
When Yan Ying heard that there was no answer, she became motivated! Such delicious food, if little Cen Ji eats it, it will definitely give her 20 points of favorability!
Yan Ying immediately rolled up her sleeves. Although there was no sesame paste in this world, there were sesame seeds and sesame oil. She could cook the vegetables and then make her own sauce, and she could make a simple version... no! An improved version of Malatang!
Half an hour later.
“Mission accomplished!”
Yan Ying made it three times in total, and finally made the one that she liked best on the third time.
"Junior Sister?"
Yan Ying turned her head and saw someone standing at the kitchen door.
The man was wearing a dark green robe and a night-shining pearl the size of a quail egg on his waist, which was very eye-catching. He was tall, with a cheerful face, and a pair of narrow eyes filled with smiles.
If the eldest senior brother Bai Huanzhi is compared to the holy snow, then the person in front of him is the gentle wind.
This kitchen is located in the center of the disciples' room next to the sect leader's hall, so it is naturally no one else who can be here.
Yan Ying remembered his appearance. This was her second senior brother, Wu Lin, who had a rare single-attribute golden spiritual root and was at the Golden Core stage. However, he was several levels lower than the eldest senior brother and was about the same age as Bai Huanzhi.
There isn't much description of Wu Lin in the book. He is mostly present at some big occasions in the sect. All we know is that he is a man of deep thoughts, free and easy temperament, and seems to have a great background.
Before Yan Ying came, the sect leader only had three disciples. He didn't like to accept disciples, and his disciples were deserted. So after he accepted Yan Ying as his disciple, he said that he would never accept disciples again in this life.
"What are you doing?" Wu Lin walked up to Yan Ying in a familiar manner, staring at the food box in Yan Ying's hand.
"Second Brother, I'm hungry, so I came to cook something..." Yan Ying didn't know whether the original owner could cook. She was afraid that people would find out that she had changed the core, so her brain was working fast to find an excuse.
"Anything else?"
"Ah?" Yan Ying cleared her ears.
His cultivation had reached the Golden Elixir stage, so he should have been practicing fasting long ago.
"Oh, I suddenly feel a little greedy." Wu Lin explained with a smile.
"If you're not in a hurry, I can cook another portion for you."
"Isn't this ready?" Wu Lin picked up the plate on the stove.
"That...that's very spicy..."
Wu Lin didn't wait for Yan Ying to finish speaking, he picked up the chopsticks and took a bite.
"What is this thing?!" Wu Lin's eyes lit up.
"This...it's called...it's called...it's called Wow Stew."
"?" "Wow, hotpot? It's so delicious!"
Yan Ying scratched her head embarrassedly. She had put too much chili in the dish in Wu Lin's hand, and then she remembered that Cen Ji was injured and couldn't eat spicy food, so she put it aside.
"It's my honor that Second Brother likes what I make."
Seeing that Wu Lin was not very interested in her cooking skills, and it was getting dark, Yan Ying took advantage of the fact that Wu Lin was immersed in the spicy hot pot and hurried away.
"Tell me quickly! How do I fly the sword!" Yan Ying stood on the mountain, looking at the direction of the peach forest with bright eyes. Fortunately, she had changed her sword-flying skills, otherwise, with her current legs and feet, if she reached the peach forest, Cen Ji would probably have turned off the lights and gone to bed.
She was going to fly in front of him in a flash!
[System: You don't have a sword host yet.]
"Then how do I fly the sword?" Yan Ying was dumbfounded. Didn't she already have the skill to fly the sword? This system was truly a big liar!
[System: You can't control the sword without it, host.]
"So what is the sword flying skill I changed into?"
[System: A skill that allows you to fly if you have a sword.]
Yan Ying looked up at the sky, trying to hold back her tears. "Is there a system worse than yours?"
【System: The return and exchange system is not supported. 】
Yan Ying had no choice but to rush back to the kitchen. Seeing Wu Lin was still there, she breathed a sigh of relief.
"Second Brother, do you have a sword?"
Wu Lin was about to leave when he saw Yan Ying coming back in a hurry. He was confused, but she asked him if he had... a sword?
"What do you want the sword for?" Wu Lin asked curiously.
Guiyun Sect has a tradition that when a disciple's cultivation reaches the foundation-building stage, the master will personally select a spiritual weapon to give to the disciple.
His spiritual weapon was a black gold fan, so how could he have a spiritual sword? Why was his little junior sister acting so strange? If she wanted a sword, she should have gone to the master, not him?
"I... I want to try flying a sword." Yan Ying smiled awkwardly. If she told others about this, wouldn't others think she was crazy? Two days ago, her cultivation level hadn't even reached the Qi training stage, but now she's already reached the Golden Core stage, and she's even learned to fly a sword...
"I have a few Thousand Mile Talismans here. Flying a sword is difficult to learn, how about you..."
"Thank you, Second Brother!" Yan Ying didn't give Wu Lin any chance to regret, and hurriedly thanked him while holding the Thousand Mile Talisman.
The Thousand Mile Talisman can allow one to travel a thousand miles in an instant. With such a good thing, how can she control a sword?
"It's just the right amount to offset your Wow hotpot." Wu Lin said with a smile.
Yan Ying suddenly felt that Wu Lin was very cute. When he smiled, there were two dimples on his cheeks. Such a cute smile did not match his tall stature.
"Next time I make something delicious, I'll bring a portion for Second Senior Brother!" Yan Ying almost couldn't help laughing out loud. How come the name she just casually thought of sounded so funny when it came out of Second Senior Brother's mouth?
Yan Ying took the lunch box and used a Thousand Miles Talisman, and instantly appeared in the quiet room.
"?" Cen Ji, who was meditating on the bed, looked confused. When he saw Yan Ying suddenly appear, he thought he was hallucinating, but the next second he frowned and put on a look of disgust.
"Oh no, it was sent to the wrong place!" Yan Ying's brain suddenly heated up when she saw Cen Ji sitting on the bed.
He... he had no clothes on...
No, that's not right. He was not wearing a shirt, only a pair of pants.
"Sorry! I didn't see anything!" Yan Ying quickly turned around and faced Cen Ji.
Cen Ji didn't care at first, because he thought Yan Ying was just a little girl who didn't understand anything.
But when he saw Yan Ying's red face, he quickly grabbed the quilt beside him and covered himself with it.
“Get out!”
"Are you dressed?" Yan Ying asked with her eyes narrowed, turning sideways.
Hehe, how could he get dressed so quickly? If she didn't look now, she wouldn't be able to see it. Tsk tsk tsk... This guy looks thin, but I didn't expect he has some abdominal muscles.
Cen Ji's face was as black as ash at the bottom of a pot.
He only had one set of clothes, which were covered in dust from the last time he was beaten on the ground. His legs felt better today, so he washed the clothes, but he didn't expect Yan Ying to come at this time.
"Get out! Don't you understand?"
"I won't look at you, put it on quickly."
Yan Ying closed her eyes for a long time and didn't hear any movement from Cen Ji, so she turned her head again to see what he was doing.
Cen Ji was wrapped in a quilt, looking at her with disgust, his eyes wishing they could turn into a sharp blade and snatch her head off.
"Um...actually, it doesn't matter if you don't wear it. I've seen it, and your virginity is gone." Yan Ying said weakly.
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